"I wonder if I can withstand a strike from that giant dragon once I activate Susano'o," thought Qing Ming as he continued to dodge the ice dragon's attacks. The thought briefly flashed in his mind but was quickly dismissed. Not only was he unable to casually reveal his Mangekyō Sharingan's abilities, but with his current progress, it was unlikely he could withstand the force of such a strike.
Though Qing Ming had already awakened his Mangekyō Sharingan some time ago, its development was still less than one-fifth complete. As a result, his Susano'o remained in its initial, skeletal form, which wouldn't be enough to withstand an attack from the ice dragon—one of Xue Feng's trump cards.
It was only thanks to his Sharingan's incredible perceptive abilities and his quick reflexes that he had avoided being crushed by the dragon's claws. He knew that maintaining and controlling a creation of such immense size would consume vast amounts of chakra. Xue Feng couldn't possibly sustain it for long. Qing Ming was waiting for Xue Feng to reach his limit, giving him the perfect opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
Ten minutes had passed.
A frigid mist blasted toward Qing Ming. With a swift hand sign, he unleashed the Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique, spewing a massive fireball to counter the ice dragon's chilling breath. Then, with his Shunshin Sword Technique, he sidestepped an incoming strike from the dragon's claws.
Just as he steadied himself, Xue Feng directed the ice dragon to bear down on him again. In response, Qing Ming used Shunshin no Jutsu repeatedly to avoid the attacks. Spotting an opening, he unleashed the Fire Release: Dragon Fire Technique, aiming at the dragon's body and Xue Feng atop it. The fire scorched part of the ice dragon, melting a portion of its body.
Seeing this, Xue Feng quickly infused chakra to restore the damaged section. Once the repair was complete, Xue Feng sent the ice dragon into another assault, with Qing Ming dodging and launching counterattacks when possible.
As time passed, Qing Ming maintained his composure, but Xue Feng grew increasingly frantic. Just as Qing Ming anticipated, controlling a creature of such massive size consumed immense chakra, and Xue Feng was running low.
People make mistakes when they're desperate, and Xue Feng was no exception. A mere two minutes later, after Qing Ming evaded yet another strike from the ice dragon, he noticed Xue Feng's hesitation—a slight delay in his next attack direction.
Qing Ming saw his chance.
Without hesitation, he restrained his impulse to swipe his sword to deflect the ice shards around him, quickly forming hand signs and unleashing the Wind Release: Rasenshuriken.
A piercing, high-pitched sound tore through the air. The massive chakra shuriken spun in Qing Ming's hand, slicing through the air with a fierce whistling noise, scattering shards of ice in all directions.
Xue Feng, witnessing this, was visibly shaken and hurriedly tried to retreat with the ice dragon. However, it was too late.
The ice dragon's massive body was slow to react, and Qing Ming's target was the area where the tail met the ice beneath it.
Without hesitation, Qing Ming drove the Rasenshuriken directly into the dragon's body.
The sound of grinding filled the air.
Just as with Xue Feng's previous Ice Release techniques, the Rasenshuriken tore through the dragon's body with ease, disrupting its structure on a microscopic level with countless chakra needles. The dragon shattered, reduced to ice shards.
Among the swirling ice fragments, Qing Ming's sharp gaze locked onto Xue Feng. He activated his Shunshin Sword Technique, and in the blink of an eye, appeared before his opponent.
A flash of blade light slashed through the air.
Xue Feng raised his kunai to block it, the clang of metal resounding as the weapons met. The impact forced Xue Feng back a step, his footing unsteady.
Before he could recover, Qing Ming's sword flashed again, reflecting in Xue Feng's eyes, leaving him briefly dazed.
Xue Feng's heart sank—he knew he had fallen for Qing Ming's trick.
Panic surged within him. He had known from village intelligence reports that Qing Ming's swordsmanship was formidable. But he hadn't realized it would be this formidable. There had been no warning before the attack—one small misstep, and he was caught.
All Qing Ming could think was that Xue Feng had been unlucky.
Half a month ago, Qing Ming wouldn't have been able to capitalize on such an opening. But now, after two weeks of training, his Phantom Sword Technique had reached a new level. Advancing from Level 5 to Level 6, he could now effortlessly blend genjutsu with his swordsmanship.
Hence, when the opportunity arose, he seamlessly transformed a simple slash into an illusion-infused technique.
The result? With a slicing sound, Qing Ming's blade grazed Xue Feng's chest, leaving a deep wound.
Blood spilled, staining Xue Feng's clothing.
Yet Qing Ming didn't relent.
With a light tap of his right foot on the icy surface, he pivoted 360 degrees and swung his sword again. This time, Xue Feng had learned his lesson and didn't dare look directly at Qing Ming's sword. He listened carefully, determining the direction of the attack before raising his kunai to block it.
However, his injured chest hindered his movement, causing his right hand to falter.
Seizing the moment, Qing Ming deftly disarmed him and delivered another slash.
Sensing the danger, Xue Feng poured his remaining chakra into forming a thick ice shield around himself.
The blade struck the ice, carving a deep groove but failing to reach Xue Feng.
In the process, Xue Feng used the force of the blow to create some distance between them.
Qing Ming was about to pursue when an enormous chakra surge emanated from afar.
He paused, turning toward the source, only to see a massive wave resembling a tsunami barreling toward the battlefield, threatening to engulf it entirely.
Atop the wave stood a masked figure clad in a black cloak—a member of Kirigakure's Anbu.
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