Inside the bush, the two Hidden Mist ninja looked horrified, their eyes wide. They tried to move but found their bodies utterly immobile. At that moment, let alone moving, they couldn't even blink or speak.
"You two are truly kind people, traveling thousands of miles to bring me, Uchiha Ronglin, some battle achievements. I really must thank you. Next year on this day, I'll burn more paper for you. Farewell, my friends."
Ronglin said with a smile, walking towards the bushes and taunting them.
He took the kunai from their hands. All the two could do was watch helplessly as Ronglin took their kunai and then slashed across their throats.
"Ah!!!"
Piercing screams echoed through the forest. Blood splattered as the two Hidden Mist ninja clutched their throats, trying to stop the gushing blood, but life was slowly draining from them.
Standing aside, Ronglin released the time stop, silently watching the two struggle and die, while also lamenting the fragility of life—a single knife to the neck and they were gone.
"Not good!!!"
The Tokubetsu Jonin on the other side heard his comrades' screams. His already pale face instantly turned ashen. He had no intention of checking or rescuing them; he immediately turned and ran.
But two figures blocked his path.
"Tch!! What nonsense. I thought he was so formidable, but he was taken care of by the Captain without a sound!!"
Old Qi looked at the opponent with disdain and spat a glob of phlegm onto the ground.
"Be careful."
Shisui wasn't careless. The opponent Ronglin could easily handle was not someone they two could.
However, at this point, the opponent had no will to fight, only wanting to escape, which gave the two a good opportunity to engage in battle.
"Damn it!!!"
The Hidden Mist Tokubetsu Jonin hadn't expected there to be an ambush.
"Kid, come and give me your life, you little punk!"
The enemy had no intention of fighting. Old Qi laughed heartily, constantly using words to provoke the opponent's psychological defenses. In comparison, Shisui appeared somewhat naive and charged directly at the enemy.
"This little brat, why is he so impatient!! Doesn't he know that when things are pushed to their extreme, even a cornered rabbit will bite?"
Seeing Shisui charge forward, Old Qi couldn't help but curse, then followed Shisui, launching a pincer attack on the Hidden Mist ninja.
Although the opponent's rank was higher than theirs, under their combined assault, he was steadily pushed back.
To put it bluntly, a Tokubetsu Jonin isn't truly Jonin-level; it all depends on your luck.
If you encounter a monster, then just prepare to be tormented and hunted.
Some Tokubetsu Jonin might even be more monstrous than Jonin and Elite Jonin!!
These two, their cooperation isn't bad.
In the distance, Ronglin found a spot and sat down, watching Shisui and Old Qi corner the opponent. Shisui fought fearlessly, clashing head-on with every move, as if he had no regard for his life. Old Qi, on the other hand, was more cunning, aiming specifically for the opponent's vital points. His sporadic attacks kept the opponent constantly flustered.
"Water Release: Whirlpool… Shameless!!!"
What made Ronglin's Tokubetsu Jonin so infuriated was Old Qi's venomous eye. Whenever the guy tried to use a ninjutsu, Old Qi would hit him with a sneaky attack, forcing him to abandon the ninjutsu and parry. Meanwhile, Shisui kept attacking relentlessly, leaving the opponent with no choice but to defend.
"Hehe~~~"
Watching Old Qi's relentless sneaky attacks, Ronglin chuckled. It was a pity Shisui wouldn't learn such tactics; his disdainful expression made that clear.
There is no dishonor or shamelessness in battle; as long as victory is achieved, it is good. Only the living side has the right to judge these things.
If possible, Ronglin wished Shisui could be a bit more shameless, like Old Qi. That way, Shisui might even be able to defeat people stronger than himself.
Instead of holding onto such stubborn determination and fighting as if his life depended on it.
"Ah!!"
A scream echoed through the mist. Old Qi seized an opportunity and dealt the opponent a brutal blow.
"You forced my hand!!"
A long wound appeared on his waist. Ronglin's Tokubetsu Jonin looked at Old Qi with eyes full of malice.
Every time, it was this old bastard who played dirty with him. If not for him, would he be in such a miserable state?
His body was covered in more and more wounds, and now he had a fatal one.
"Secret Technique: Thousand…"
"Not good, the opponent is making a death throe counterattack!!!"
"·||…"
Old Qi was shocked and quickly called for Shisui to retreat. Shisui's delicate eyebrows furrowed deeply. He hadn't expected the opponent to be able to counterattack at this point. The fatal wound on his waist was enough to be deadly; unless he received immediate treatment, there was only one path: death.
"Kirigakure ninja have clans spread far and wide, and many clans possess special secret techniques. It's best to finish these guys off directly."
Ronglin walked up. The Hidden Mist Tokubetsu Jonin, who was about to use his secret technique in desperation, was instantly frozen in place, unable to move. The use of his secret technique also ceased.
"Kill him!"
"Yes, Captain."
Shisui scratched his head, and Old Qi went straight up, decisively ending the opponent's life.
"Hehe, sure enough, it's always right to follow the Captain. This feeling of defeating an enemy is really good."
"Shameless!!!!"
Shisui gave Old Qi a disgusted look. Old Qi's fighting style made Shisui blush. Even resorting to attacking people below the belt with a kunai—was there no shame?!
Accustomed to fighting fair and square, fighting alongside an old war dog like Old Qi left Shisui utterly bewildered. What kind of situation was this?!
"Old Qi, take the belongings of the other two as well. These are all military merits. We'll return to camp immediately. I believe enemies have appeared in other places too. I wonder if the losses are severe."
"Yes!! As the Captain says."
Enemies appearing here meant it was likely similar in other directions. Old Qi also understood the seriousness of the situation and didn't dare to delay.
"Shisui."
Looking at the somewhat dejected Shisui, Ronglin checked his wounds. They weren't serious, just minor injuries, so he didn't dwell on them.
"Don't think Old Qi's fighting style is shameless and despicable. Only the victors have the right to say such things."
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