Chapter 729

Midnight, the drizzle in the Land of Rain still hadn't stopped.

After treating the wounds of several seriously injured Konoha ninjas, Tsunade dragged her somewhat weary body and returned to her residence.

But after some thought, Tsunade changed her route.

Instead, she patrolled within the Konoha ninja camp.

Although she was full of exhaustion, Tsunade still couldn't sleep peacefully; the responsibility on her shoulders made her feel somewhat breathless.

As commanders, if it could be said that among the Sannin, Orochimaru and Jiraiya, who came from civilian backgrounds, still had opportunities to reveal unease and frustration,

then such an opportunity simply didn't exist for Tsunade.

Senju Tsunade, the direct bloodline of the Senju clan, the "Princess Tsunade" of Konoha.

On her shoulders, not only did she carry the responsibility entrusted by the village and the Hokage, but she also shouldered the glory of the clan and the two Hokage, the First and Second.

This also meant that she absolutely could not make mistakes!

Therefore, the pressure in Tsunade's heart was actually far greater than that of Orochimaru and Jiraiya.

It was just that Tsunade, who had been bearing the halo of being in the spotlight since she was a child, was already used to maintaining a brilliant image on the surface, making it even less likely for her to reveal this unease.

Coupled with the fact that Tsunade was surrounded by mangled flesh and painful wailing wounded every day, Tsunade's heart was constantly pricked by blood and death.

Actually, it's hard to explain clearly.

In the original work, did Tsunade suddenly develop hemophobia because of the deaths of her brother and lover, or was the death of her brother and lover just an inducement, and the real reason was the huge pressure that had been piling up like a mountain on her?

The night was already very deep; around the Konoha camp, apart from the pitter-patter of the rain, there was no sound.

Seeing Tsunade coming to inspect the camp, the ninjas responsible for night watch nodded to Tsunade one after another.

It was clear that the Konoha ninjas were still very respectful to this noble female ninja.

In fact, among the Sannin, Tsunade's prestige was originally higher than the other two.

The reason was also very simple.

First, Tsunade had the halo and influence brought by the Senju clan.

Any Konoha ninja who revered the First and Second Hokage naturally carried a hint of respect for Tsunade from birth.

Secondly, besides serving as a commander, Tsunade was also responsible for the rescue and treatment of ninjas.

Every Konoha ninja healed by Tsunade naturally couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude toward Tsunade in their hearts.

After going back and forth, it was only natural that Tsunade's prestige was higher than the other two.

Tsunade patrolled around the Konoha camp like this until she reached a hidden corner, where her body suddenly tightened.

She looked toward the top of the camp; in the pitch-black rain curtain, a blurry black shadow was standing at the top of the Konoha camp.

Due to the light and angle, Tsunade didn't see the shadow's appearance; what she could feel was that this figure was currently staring at her in the silent environment.

At this, a hint of sternness flashed in Tsunade's eyes.

Suddenly, this blurry shadow turned and fled, and a hint of cold light flashed in Tsunade's beautiful eyes.

This person had actually sneaked into the Konoha camp silently!

What kind of place did they think the Konoha camp was? Come and go as they pleased?

Tsunade was extremely angry!

This was the Konoha camp; even if Hanzo of the Salamander came, he likely wouldn't easily get any benefit.

No matter who this person was, how could she let him leave easily?!

Tsunade didn't have time to call the night watch ninjas responsible for patrolling the camp; she made a decisive decision and chased after him.

With this black shadow's speed, by the time she gathered the troops, he would likely be long gone.

This was not a rash move.

This was the Konoha camp; within a radius of dozens of kilometers, no matter how bold the enemy was, they wouldn't dare to set an ambush here.

Instead, as long as Tsunade could catch up to this black shadow, even if the opponent really was Hanzo of the Salamander, the sound of their fight would be enough to alert the Konoha camp.

By then, as long as Tsunade held on until reinforcements arrived, even Hanzo of the Salamander would inevitably be caught in the human-sea tactics of the Konoha ninjas.

The two fled and chased like this, and in a short while, they ran out of the one-kilometer range and entered a forest in the Land of Rain.

The black shadow's speed was a notch slower than Tsunade's, and soon Tsunade had caught up to the side of the black shadow; the distance between the two was now extremely close.

Thus, in the next second, the black shadow entered Tsunade's attack range.

A hint of determination flashed across Tsunade's face; at this, a massive amount of Yang Release chakra was poured into her fist, and she struck out at the black shadow in front with indignation.

Yang Release: Cherry Blossom Impact!

The fist carrying terrifying strength instantly brought a humming sound of tearing air as it swung toward the black shadow in front.

Just then, the black shadow turned around abruptly.

This was a man wearing a black robe; the sharp airflow instantly blew off the hood the man had over his head, revealing his face.

In an instant, it was as if Tsunade had been hit by a genjutsu; a hint of dullness flashed in her green pupils, and the fist that had been infused with terrifying force instantly softened.

A massive amount of Yang Release chakra was instantly dispersed and retracted by Tsunade.

For others, forcibly retracting a ninjutsu about to be released might be difficult, but for Tsunade, it was easy.

Don't forget, the prerequisite for becoming a medical ninja is that one's chakra control ability must be extremely excellent.

And Tsunade, who stood at the peak of medical ninjas, already had chakra control ability far beyond ordinary people.