Who am I? Where am I? What the fuck is going on here?
The leader of the group of unidentified ninja was utterly baffled and horrified at the same time.
Their opponents were three kids who hadn't even entered their teen years. This was supposed to be an easy subjugation task.
He thought he would be able to capture these three kids easily. He would pocket the bounty of the snow-white haired kid, sell the Uchiha kid, and knock out the third black-haired kid easily.
But what was he witnessing now?
Seven powerful ninjas of his group, six Chunin-level and one bona fide full-fledged Jonin-level ninja, were utterly crushed by them within five seconds after the first contact.
By the time he processed what was going on, six Chunins were dead, and the Jonin-level vice-captain of his team was crippled and immobilized using Fuinjutsu (Sealing Techniques).
Who would have thought that the kids he assumed to be easy to subdue would turn out to be such monsters?
Are kids from Konoha this ferocious and powerful these days?
Was his and his vice-captain's Jonin-level power fake?
You have to understand that only about 5% to 6% of the total ninja population in the entire five major elemental nations had enough power to qualify to be a full-fledged Jonin.
A full-fledged Jonin could easily crush a Chunin in a one-on-one battle.
One full-fledged Jonin could fight against a dozen average Chunin with minimal effort and defeat them within a few minutes, as long as the Chunins didn't have special coordination training and complementary techniques.
But such a powerful Jonin had still been chopped down like a vegetable by the white-haired kid.
Not to mention the Uchiha kid with powerful Genjutsu skills and the other black-haired kid with terrifying mastery over Earth Release Ninjutsu.
He had to think of something. If he couldn't, he would really die, or worse, he would be captured and suffer inhumane torture.
His mind raced as he tried to brainstorm a way to save his life.
However, before he could think of anything concrete, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill run down his spine.
It was as if some hungry predator was eyeing him like a piece of meat, ready to murder him at a moment's notice.
This forced him to crack his neck and focus ahead. What he saw made his blood turn cold.
Three pairs of gleaming eyes, one royal-blue, one blood-red, and the other abyss-black, were staring at him silently, as if they were judging his very soul.
At first, he harbored a slight delusion that if he went all out, he might still repel these three monstrous kids. After all, he was at least twice as strong as the vice-captain of his group.
But seeing those penetrating eyes, his confidence evaporated. His delusions shattered like broken glass.
He understood that even if he couldn't fight them. If he did, only death awaited him.
So, he made the choice any sane, rational ninja would make.
He hardened his resolve and looked toward Seimei and his friends fearlessly.
Soon, he reinforced his body to the limit with his chakra. Wild chakra flared around him, making the air around him go wild. His hair danced, and his clothes fluttered.
The chakra circulation speed inside his chakra pathways also sped up, ready to unleash any Ninjutsu or special Taijutsu at a moment's notice.
He looked ready to face them—with all his might!
Seeing this intense scene, Uchiha Touma gave the unidentified ninja a nod of respect. "Even if you're outmatched, you are still determined to face us head-on."
"I admire your courage. I salute your determination."
Uchiha Touma's fighting spirit surged again. "In this world of cowards, I, Uchiha Touma, acknowledge you as one of the bravest ninjas."
His Sharingan glowed bright red with anticipation as the two pitch-black tomoe in his irises rotated madly.
However, just as Uchiha Touma was surging with fighting spirit, something happened that left him utterly dumbfounded.
His opponent, the last unidentified Jonin-level ninja, grabbed a few smoke bombs from the pouch tied to his thigh and smashed them on the ground.
Bang!!
The smoke bombs exploded, creating a dense amount of white and gray smoke that obscured Touma's vision.
And then, the ninja simply turned around, activated the Body Flicker Technique, and bolted in the opposite direction.
Seeing this, Haneda instantly formed a couple of hand seals to concentrate Wind Release chakra on his palms.
Wind Release: Gale Palm
Haneda thrust his palm forward, and a strong gust of wind, powerful enough to knock over a person, surged forward, clearing all the smoke from the smoke bombs.
The smoke was cleared, but the person was missing.
Seeing this, Haneda chuckled, walked over, and placed his right hand around Touma's shoulder.
He smirked and said, "It looks like you spoke too soon, Touma. How embarrassing. By the way, how does it feel to be ditched by the person you have acknowledged?"
Touma's face turned red with anger and shame as he flicked Haneda's hand off his shoulder.
He turned his head toward Seimei before asking stiffly, "Can you sense that bastard's location?"
Seimei, who was enjoying the show, responded with a smirk, "Of course, I can still sense that 'brave' person. How could I not sense the person whom you have acknowledged?"
"I can sense his location vividly. It must be the guidance of fate."
Seimei couldn't help but chuckle as he finished saying his words.
Hearing Seimei's sarcastic comments, Touma's face immediately darkened. If this were an anime, Touma's face must have become as dark as coal by now.
Seeing his friend's expression becoming stormy, Seimei immediately gave up on taunting Touma further.
If he went too far, Touma might just bring out a whetstone and begin sharpening his sword's edge before running after him to draw at least a few hundred milliliters of blood from his body to quell his anger.
Yeah! Let's not do that. Seimei thought inwardly.
Then, he used his Tenseigan to search for the whereabouts of the ninja. It had only been a few seconds since he ran away. Even if he was a ninja specialized in speed and escape techniques, he shouldn't be more than one or two kilometers away by now.
With his Tenseigan, Seimei could now observe chakra movements and perceive other things within a twenty-kilometer radius. Of course, he could only see up to ten kilometers clearly and with 100% accuracy.
Beyond that, the accuracy of tracking and seeing smaller things dropped.
As a result, it didn't even take Seimei a couple of seconds to find the captain of the unidentified ninja's exact location.
Seimei stretched his body a bit and said, "Alright. Found him. Stay here and look after the other Jonin guy that I have placed my seals on. I will go after the runaway guy and drag him back here within a few minutes."
"Okay," Touma said coolly.
Seimei just gave him a nod, activated the Thunder Body Flicker Technique, and disappeared with a flash of lightning.
And within a little more than three minutes, Seimei dragged the leader of the unidentified ninja group back.
It was just that he was badly beaten. His face and body were filled with bruises. And his knee caps were crushed.
But the guy couldn't even let out a whimper since Seimei had also placed the Chakra Suppressing Seal and the Self-Cursing Seal on him, locking his chakra away and paralyzing his body completely.
Then, Seimei threw the leader beside the other crippled Jonin-level unidentified ninja.
Seimei turned his head toward Touma and said, "It's your turn now. Show us your Sharingan's magic."
"Gladly," Touma replied as he walked over and looked at the two unidentified Jonin-level ninjas with his pair of cold, menacing eyes.
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