Ning Feng's movements were simply too fast. By the time his voice echoed through the air, those Kumogakure jōnin didn't even have a chance to react. All they could do was watch as a ninja holding a Taiji Rasengan the size of a sand table charged straight at them.
After all, they were jōnin of the Cloud Village. In that moment of crisis, they all retreated at once, attempting to avoid such a ferocious assault.
One of the Kumogakure jōnin even used the Body Flicker Technique, instantly flashing more than ten meters away. At the same time, he hurled a massive Fūma Shuriken, which whistled through the air at terrifying speed.
It was clear that while Ning Feng's Taiji Rasengan was killing several Cloud jōnin, these jōnin were also capable of dealing extremely lethal damage to him.
However, just as those Cloud jōnin—who had distanced themselves from the battlefield and were preparing to reap Ning Feng's life—let out cold smiles, the expressions at the corners of their mouths abruptly froze.
Puff!
The Ning Feng wielding the Taiji Rasengan suddenly shattered into pieces, bursting into countless bubbles that scattered through the air.
It was merely one of Ning Feng's Multiple Shadow Clones!
The remaining Cloud jōnin exchanged horrified looks at once, instantly realizing just how troublesome their opponent was.
Only ninjas with extremely rich combat experience would avoid using their true body to strike first, instead relying on shadow clones to draw fire and disrupt the enemy's focus.
As this thought flashed through their minds, several Cloud jōnin instinctively looked around—
Completely unaware that Ning Feng had already descended from above, Taiji Rasengan in hand!
BOOM—!!!
This was Ning Feng's first time using an S-rank technique like the Taiji Rasengan in real combat.
The instant it made contact, those Cloud jōnin didn't even get a chance to respond before they were ground into fine powder by the terrifying vortex.
One by one, they exploded into clouds of blood mist, dead beyond any doubt.
The remaining Cloud jōnin immediately darted into the dense forest, concealing their figures.
It was obvious that even now, their eyes were filled with intense shock and fear.
The reason was simple—they hadn't even clearly seen their attacker before their comrades were wiped out in such a stifling manner.
Even Konoha's top-tier experts didn't seem to possess such terrifying speed, did they!?
What truly terrified them to the core, however, was the massive crater left behind where those Cloud jōnin had died—its ravaged state silently testifying to the horrifying destructive power unleashed there.
Shhk—shhk—shhk!
A series of sharp sounds rang out as lightning-nature chakra surged along the long blades in the Cloud jōnin's hands. Their swords crackled with electricity, as if they had gained tangible sword aura, becoming incomparably sharp.
Immediately afterward, the remaining Cloud jōnin began rapidly searching for Ning Feng's position, hoping to locate him as quickly as possible and kill him together.
Unfortunately for them, after using the Taiji Rasengan to slaughter several of their comrades, Ning Feng seemed to have vanished entirely—as if he had never existed at all.
Within the entire forest, only the pounding heartbeats of those Cloud jōnin echoed faintly.
Whoosh.
Hidden in a corner no one had noticed, Ning Feng—having already repositioned himself using the Flying Thunder God—let out a cold smile.
The Taiji Rasengan he had just used was formed with chakra drawn from Namikaze Minato's chakra space scroll.
Although it didn't consume much of Ning Feng's own chakra, he knew very well that several Cloud jōnin working together were no trivial threat. Taking a brief pause was the wiser choice.
More importantly, he was deliberately creating an atmosphere of terror—forcing those Cloud jōnin to remain in a constant state of extreme tension. Breaking an enemy's mind was often far easier than breaking their body.
Hiss—hiss—hiss!
Suddenly, the shrill sound of slicing wind rang out once more.
At some point, another Taiji Rasengan had already formed in Ning Feng's hand, spinning wildly in his palm, faintly shaping a terrifying storm of razor-sharp wind blades.
The next instant, when Ning Feng appeared again, he was already at the hiding place of three Cloud jōnin.
These three had been concealed in the blind spot of a massive tree, using it to observe the entire battlefield from above.
What they never expected was that Ning Feng could locate even those hiding in a visual dead zone.
Just like the others before them, the three Cloud jōnin didn't even get a chance to react. They could only watch helplessly as Ning Feng slammed the Taiji Rasengan down, instantly annihilating them.
After finishing all this, Ning Feng once again vanished into an unnoticed corner, concealing himself completely.
The remaining Cloud jōnin watched as more and more of their companions fell, yet they still couldn't determine Ning Feng's position. Their mental states were already on the verge of collapse.
One of the Cloud jōnin finally snapped. Unable to endure it any longer, he formed seals frantically and roared toward the dense forest ahead:
"Lightning Release: Lightning Dragon Bullet!"
Unfortunately, the moment the lightning dragon burst from his mouth, Ning Feng used the Flying Thunder God Technique and casually killed him.
Hiss—crackle—!
One of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen's blades—[Lightning Blade – Fang]—was now firmly grasped in Ning Feng's hand, crackling with terrifying lightning. The electric glow illuminated the dark forest as brightly as daylight.
Holding Lightning Blade – Fang, Ning Feng appeared before the remaining Cloud jōnin.
"Y-you… how can you possibly have Lightning Blade – Fang!?"
"So you're the Konoha expert who killed Black Hoe Raiga, one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen… we underestimated you!"
"But do you really think you've already won!?"
After the initial shock, the remaining Cloud jōnin's eyes flashed with intense killing intent.
The next moment, they exchanged glances and simultaneously began forming hand seals—so synchronized it was almost eerie.
"Lightning Release: Lightning Serpent Technique!"
As expected of Cloud jōnin—especially when several of them cast together. Under their combined effort, the lightning serpent rapidly expanded. In just a few breaths, it grew to the size of a small mountain.
Then, that mountain-sized lightning serpent lunged straight toward Ning Feng at astonishing speed.
However, this time once again, the Cloud jōnin had misjudged the situation—
They assumed that the one wielding Lightning Blade – Fang was Ning Feng's true body.
"Wind Release: Taiji Rasengan!"
Another cold voice echoed slowly through the battlefield.
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