Outside the barrier, everyone watched as Qingming unleashed a series of jutsu on the barrier with no effect. The reactions were mixed. Uchiha Tetsuka and the other Leaf shinobi grew tense, faces stern, while Yuki Kaze and the Mist shinobi watching wore looks of surprise, relief flashing in their eyes.
As the white mist once again filled the barrier, obstructing everyone's view, Yuki Kaze and several other Mist Jōnin, who had just clashed with Qingming, turned their gaze away, looking directly at Uchiha Tetsuka and his comrades.
Without hesitation, they issued an order: "Kill!"
Having stopped while fleeing, Tetsuka and the other Leaf shinobi were now too close to the Mist forces, making further retreat difficult. A brutal battle was now inevitable.
But just as the Mist shinobi moved to attack, the barrier suddenly disappeared.
"What's going on?"
Yuki Kaze and the other Mist Jōnin were startled. Turning toward the Mist ANBU responsible for maintaining the barrier, they witnessed Qingming snapping one of their necks.
Seeing Qingming outside the barrier, everyone froze in shock, completely unsure of what was happening.
Seizing this chance, Qingming formed a series of hand signs, gathering a massive amount of chakra, inhaled deeply, and unleashed the Wind Release: Great Breakthrough!
Coincidentally, most of the Mist shinobi were right in front of him, making them easy targets.
In an instant, a fierce gale surged forward, catching the Mist forces off guard and scattering them in a chaotic mess.
In the crowd, Yuki Kaze steadied himself by channeling chakra to his feet, pressing them firmly against the water's surface. Once stable, he shouted, "Stay calm! Everyone, regroup with me!"
As he spoke, he swiftly formed hand signs at an unprecedented speed and unleashed Ice Release: Ice Wall! He pressed both hands to the sea's surface, injecting ice-release chakra into the water.
In the next moment, a massive ice wall, seven or eight meters high and dozens of meters long, rose from the sea, standing firmly before them, blocking the fierce wind.
With this wall, the Mist forces regained their footing.
But as if things couldn't get worse, Qingming's Wind Release: Great Breakthrough disrupted the formation of the Mist forces, and Uchiha Tetsuka and his comrades retaliated.
This was not under Qingming's orders but their own choice.
Though it contradicted Qingming's prior command, he had to admit that they picked an excellent time. The Mist shinobi were too occupied resisting Qingming's wind jutsu to pay attention to the Leaf shinobi they thought were retreating, allowing Tetsuka and the others to catch them by surprise.
However, if Qingming couldn't create further disorder, the Mist Jōnin would quickly react, spelling doom for Tetsuka and his squad.
Fortunately, Qingming had no intention of abandoning them.
Facing the ice wall, Qingming didn't hesitate. He halted his Great Breakthrough jutsu, moved forward in a flash, and arrived near the wall.
A harsh grinding sound filled the air.
Zzzzz! In his left hand, a giant chakra-formed shuriken appeared once again.
Indeed, this was the S-rank forbidden jutsu: Wind Release: Rasenshuriken!
It was true that frequent use of the Rasenshuriken could damage his body and chakra pathways. Even though his Rasenshuriken was at level 5, close to level 6, some risk remained.
However, with level 8 Healing Palm and his exceptional resilience, his current rate of use was manageable.
With that thought passing through his mind, Qingming pressed the swiftly spinning Rasenshuriken against the ice wall. Instantly, countless icy fragments fell like dust as a massive opening was torn through the wall.
Through the gap, he saw a stunned Mist Chūnin, and without hesitation, he drew his blade, slashing across the enemy's throat.
"Ah!"
Another nearby Mist shinobi reacted, thrusting a kunai to strike.
But the next moment, a mere glance from Qingming froze him in place.
Whoosh! A shuriken shot toward the stunned shinobi's throat.
Thud! Pierced through the throat, the intense choking sensation snapped him out of the genjutsu, but it was too late.
He clutched his neck, staggering back a few steps before collapsing into the water with a splash.
Qingming surveyed his surroundings. Watching the growing number of Mist shinobi converging on him, he felt a sudden surge of boldness.
Without a hint of retreat, he gripped his blade and charged.
Clang, clang, clang! He precisely deflected incoming kunai and shuriken with his sword.
Diving into the fray, Qingming activated his Sharingan to its fullest, entering a state of complete focus. His mind seemed to process every attack pattern and motion of his opponents at incredible speed.
The pace, angles, methods of their attacks—all this information flashed through his mind, allowing him to judge and prioritize each threat.
Ducking, dodging, or countering, he neutralized every assault.
In that moment, he resembled a cold, efficient machine, devoid of emotion, merely executing his moves with relentless precision.
This almost mechanical efficiency allowed him to move among the Mist shinobi as though in an empty field, striking terror into those who watched.
Finally, a Jōnin with exceptional hearing, unable to bear the sight any longer, cast a wide-range genjutsu, immobilizing Qingming and those around him.
No, to be exact, it immobilized those around Qingming, while Qingming himself only stumbled slightly but remained standing.
As he regained clarity, Qingming pondered that state he'd just entered. "In another world, that might be considered a moment of enlightenment," he mused.
But in the world of shinobi, it was simply the effect of pushing his Sharingan's abilities to their limits and suppressing all emotion, creating that trance-like state.
Though it had boosted his mastery of illusionary and instantaneous sword skills, it was hardly enlightenment in the truest sense.
Still, the interruption irked Qingming.
His opponent's blunt disruption had cost him precious experience. For Qingming, experience meant time and energy.
To reclaim that loss, the only option left was to eliminate his enemies.
With that thought, Qingming's body emitted a faint blue glow, merging him with his sword.
In the next instant, he activated his Instantaneous Sword Technique.
Qingming became a blur, bypassing those who remained dazed in the genjutsu, weaving through them at lightning speed until he stood before the Jōnin who'd cast the spell.
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