"Everyone, be on alert!"
Below, in the eastern unit of the Mist Ninjas, a Mist Ninja Jonin noticed that Qingming was diving straight toward their group. He quickly shouted aloud.
Immediately, all the Mist Ninjas stopped, raising their kunai to face Qingming.
Staring into their sharp eyes, Qingming's expression remained unshaken as he entered their attack range.
"Release!"
The next moment, a loud voice rang out from within the Mist Ninja ranks.
At the command, the Mist Ninjas split into three groups, throwing their kunai toward Qingming.
In an instant, the kunai poured down like a rainstorm, aiming directly at Qingming's face.
Qingming's Sharingan spun rapidly, pushing his neural reflexes to the limit as he tracked the flight trajectories of every kunai.
Then, his chakra wings fluttered, and his body danced like a butterfly, narrowly evading the first wave of attacks.
However, when the second wave arrived, it became slightly more challenging.
The Mist Ninjas had more time to prepare, and their aim was much more precise. As a result, Qingming had to expend even more energy to evade.
He could still take the first two waves, but by the third wave, he couldn't afford to take it head-on.
The Mist Ninjas' preparation time had increased, and not only were there more kunai, but some of them were also equipped with explosive tags.
Seeing the burning explosive tags tied to the kunai, Qingming made no hesitation. He immediately altered his course, soaring into the sky in a "V" pattern, distancing himself from the Mist Ninja squad.
The kunai thrown by the Mist Ninjas were already fighting against gravity, and with Qingming pulling farther away, they could no longer match his speed.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosive tags detonated in mid-air, sending deafening blasts echoing through the surroundings. Large fireballs appeared, distorting the air around them.
Qingming avoided the heatwave, tracing another arc in the sky, before diving down from a different direction toward the Mist Ninjas once again.
"Continue attacking!"
Below, the Mist Ninja Jonin shouted once more, giving the order to attack.
Following the command, the Mist Ninjas began their well-coordinated three-phase assault again.
No, this time, it was likely four phases.
After throwing their kunai, some Mist Ninjas performed hand signs, ready to cast various ninjutsu on Qingming.
Unfortunately, Qingming had the overwhelming advantage of terrain. He could easily see through their movements and had already pulled back before they could even release their techniques.
As a result, their efforts were all wasted.
Meanwhile, the western group of Mist Ninjas observed this and, after confirming that Qingming would not be detained by this group, ceased their delay and began to advance at full speed.
Qingming, meanwhile, took a brief glance toward the west.
Time passed, and Qingming launched his third dive, adopting an attacking posture.
The Mist Ninjas below dared not take chances and resumed throwing kunai to defend.
Qingming, however, continued his "wolf is coming" trick, playing with their nerves.
After five rounds of feints, once the western unit had moved a few hundred meters away, Qingming no longer hesitated and finally began his real assault.
Seeing Qingming diving at them once more, the Mist Ninjas below finally broke formation. After repeated harassment, some of them began to hesitate.
And it was this hesitation that Qingming had been waiting for.
After dodging the first round of kunai attacks, Qingming wasted no time. He immediately drew several kunai, each equipped with explosive tags, from his ninja tool pouch.
He aimed at the lower-ranked ninjas and threw them.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Thanks to the elevated position, the kunai, upon being thrown, actually gained speed instead of losing it.
This made it even more difficult for the Mist Ninjas to intercept the kunai.
The lower-ranked ninjas were completely oblivious, offering no resistance. Even the nearby Chunin found it incredibly tricky to stop the projectiles.
In the end, several Jonin stepped in and managed to intercept the kunai.
However, despite the interception, the explosive tags still went off.
Boom!
The explosions rang out, and those kunai wrapped in explosive tags detonated.
The heatwave from the blast hit them all at once, making it hard to breathe, and the shockwaves further scattered the formation.
Seeing this, Qingming's eyes glinted with satisfaction.
Without pausing, he flapped his wings again and flew in a curved arc, bringing the Mist Ninjas back into his attack range.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"
Qingming's hands rapidly formed seals, and he exhaled a huge fireball that consumed a massive amount of chakra. The fireball, which was more than ten meters in diameter, shot toward the Mist Ninjas below like a meteor.
"Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!" ×3
Three Mist Ninjas below, seeing Qingming's fireball, wasted no time. They immediately performed hand seals and unleashed their own Water Style ninjutsu.
Three massive water dragons soared into the air, each attacking the fireball from a different angle.
Upon contact, the water and fire clashed with a sizzling sound as the flames were extinguished, and a thick mist enveloped the area, severely restricting vision.
Upon seeing this, several Mist Jonin felt a surge of confidence.
This environment, filled with mist and water vapor, was more suited to their style of combat.
As they began to gather their forces to reassess, a strong gust of wind suddenly surged toward them.
"This is? Not good!"
Recalling Qingming's previous exploits, the Mist Jonin's expressions changed, and they immediately shouted, "Everyone, be on guard!"
However, their warning came too late.
Before they could react, the gust of wind dispersed the surrounding mist and continued to blow toward them.
In an instant, the Mist Ninjas were thrown off balance, some tumbling over while others struggled to stay upright.
When the wind died down, their formation had been completely scattered.
"Damn it!" one of the Mist Jonin cursed.
But just as he cursed, a sudden, overwhelming sense of danger surged through him. Instinctively, he dropped to the ground, like a dog rolling in the dirt.
The next moment, the air seemed to rip apart.
Looking back, he saw a fine crack in the ground where he had just been standing. The edges of the crack were smooth, as if something had sliced through it in an instant.
Ueda Kyouichi's heart pounded wildly in his chest. He had a strong premonition that had he not acted fast enough, he would have been sliced in half like the ground beneath him.
A cold sweat dripped down his back.
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