The Power of a Samurai

The killing continued, although these bandits were like helpless sheep in front of Yemo and his men, and it would take some time to kill hundreds of sheep.

After killing one bandit, before Yemo could stop, another bandit behind him took the opportunity to swing his sword at Yemo. Sensing the attack from behind, Yemo shifted his body to the side and turned around at the same time, punching the bandit in the abdomen with his right fist.

The reason why Yemo didn't attack the bandit's head or the more fatal chest was simply because Yemo was too short. He was only seven years old at the time and was just over a meter tall. Even if he raised his fist, he couldn't hit the bandit's chest, let alone his head.

However, although Yemo was not tall, he was quite strong. With one punch, a powerful force surged into the bandit's body, instantly shattering the bandit's internal organs. The bandit didn't even have time to groan before his eyes rolled back and he died.

With his fists clenched, Yemo didn't even glance at the dead bandits at his feet. These bandits were all vicious and ruthless, burning, killing, and looting. Countless old people, women, and children had died at their hands. When Yemo and his group arrived at Wolf Fang Mountain, they passed through a burned-down village. After learning more, they discovered that there were hundreds of people in that village, but they had all been killed by these bandits.

These bandits have long since forgotten the word 'human'; they are nothing but inhuman beasts. In Yemo's view, any pity or sympathy for such people is a waste. Letting them die without pain is already the greatest mercy. Even cutting them into a thousand pieces would not be enough to vent his hatred.

Yemo scanned the surroundings, his gaze settling on the nearest bandit. The bandit seemed to notice Yemo staring at him and was so frightened that he dropped his weapon.

He clearly witnessed Yemo personally slaughtering his so-called comrades one by one, and his heart collapsed the moment Yemo looked at him.

Watching the bandit flee in fear, Yemo snorted. These people were ruthless to unarmed ordinary people, but in the face of death, they were even less capable than ordinary people.

Just as Yemo about to make his move, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound behind him. He quickly turned his head to avoid it and looked closely. He saw a short knife with a cold glint flying past him at high speed.

Although Yemo dodged quickly, the short knife still grazed his face, causing a sharp pain and leaving a thin trail of blood.

The dagger flew dozens of meters away and, with a thud, embedded itself deeply in a rock. Had he not reacted quickly, the dagger would have been stuck in his head, not the rock.

Yemo frowned slightly as he glanced at the short knife deeply embedded in the stone. A throwing weapon with that kind of power could not possibly be thrown by an ordinary person. Could there be a ninja among these bandits?

Filled with doubt, Yemo turned around and immediately saw a figure in cyan armor staring at him. The figure wore a black mask and had two swords hanging at his waist. Although he hadn't seen him in person, Yemo was certain that this was the man in front of him because he sensed a Chakra fluctuation emanating from him.

"He really is a ninja!" Yemo thought to himself. Although his attire was strange and he didn't wear Forehead Protector that indicated his identity, the Chakra emanating from him was undeniable, making him a ninja.

The armored man didn't speak. He raised his hand, gripped the hilt of his sword, and with a whoosh, drew his gleaming longsword. He held the sword down, the tip piercing the ground several centimeters deep.

The next second, the armored man moved. He rushed forward, dragging his long sword, the tip of which screeched against the ground, leaving a straight scratch.

The armored man was incredibly fast, closing in on Ye Mo in the blink of an eye from a distance of over ten meters. He swung his gleaming longsword, slashing it straight down at Yemo. Even before the blade arrived, his aura was already there.

Yemo swiftly pulled a Kunai from his ninja apron behind him, raised his arm to block in front of him, and with a clang, metal clashed and Kakkō flashed. The armored man's slash was blocked by Yemo with one hand.

Upon seeing this, the armored man let out a surprised exclamation, clearly astonished that Yemo was able to block his strike.

Despite his small size, Yemo's physique has undergone tremendous changes since becoming a complete Sage Body. In terms of strength alone, he is no weaker than an adult.

Blocking the armored man's slash, Yemo's left hand was suddenly gripping a Kunai, which he thrust straight at the armored man's thigh.

Now it was Yemo's turn to be surprised. The armored man reacted quickly, nimbly dodging the attack, twisting his waist to gather power in his hand, and slashing horizontally at Yemo with his long sword.

Yemo used the same method, raising his Kunai block. There was another crisp clang, and a Kakkō appeared. This time, Yemo couldn't block it and was knocked away by the armored man.

Yemo took several steps back before stopping. He felt a tingling sensation in his right palm and looked down at the Kunai in his hand. A thumb-sized notch had been cut into the sharp blade, rendering the Kunai essentially useless.

"Such powerful strength," Yemo thought in shock.

Startled, Yemo suddenly looked up at the long sword in the armored man's hand. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the long sword was emitting a faint blue light, a phenomenon caused by Chakra flowing through the blade.

A thought flashed through his mind, Yemo exclaimed in surprise, "You're not a ninja, you're a samurai!"

The armored man's tone revealed a hint of surprise as he said, "I didn't expect you, brat, to know I'm a warrior!"

The armored man's words confirmed Yemo's suspicions. Yemo said calmly, "At first, I thought you were a ninja, but your fighting style is only swordsmanship. Your swordsmanship is sharp and fast, which doesn't seem like the swordsmanship a ninja would practice. Moreover, you concentrate Chakra on the blade. As far as I know, only samurai fight like that."

Samurai are a fighting group distinct from ninjas. Although both use Chakra, unlike ninjas, samurai do not use Ninjutsu or Genjutsu. Most samurai train in swordsmanship and are accustomed to channeling Chakra into their swords.

Samurai possess a distinct culture different from ninjas, and they also have strong warriors. Among the samurai, there are powerful individuals who possess combat strength comparable to the Kage of various villages.

"I never expected to run into a samurai," Yemo said with a slight smile, showing great interest. He was very curious about this samurai group, which was different from ninjas.

With a powerful leap, Yemo charged forward, launching several Kunai at the enemy. The armored man easily deflected Kunai Yemo with his longsword.

This brief moment was enough for Yemo to Hand Seals. Once the Hand Seals were complete, Yemo softly uttered, "Earth Release: Earth Binding."

As the Kunai was deflected, the armored man realized something was wrong with his feet. When he looked down, it was too late; a large amount of mud surged up from beneath his feet, firmly binding his feet to the ground.

Ye Mo thought he could completely restrain the armored man, but to his surprise, the armored man raised his sword and, under Yemo's astonished gaze, swung it, the cold light flashing, and the mud binding his legs was completely cut off by the armored man.

Seeing this, even he couldn't help but marvel at the armored man's swordsmanship. Unaware that his legs were covered in mud, he was able to cut off all the mud from his legs without a scratch. However, Yemo's next attack was already prepared.

Lightning Release: Senbon Explosion

With a low shout, Yemo opened his mouth and spat out a large number of needles as thin as cow hair. The azure needles shot out with arcs of electricity, like a storm.

Seeing the attack coming, the armored man hurriedly swung his sword to defend, but the needles were so dense that his swordsmanship was insufficient to withstand such a concentrated attack.

A barrage of Senbon arrows struck the armored man. Although the armor provided some protection, making it difficult for the Senbon to penetrate, these Senbon were designed to explode.

Thud... thud... thud...

A series of explosions rang out on the armored man. The power of the Senbon Explosion was not great, but it was enough to tear the armored man's outer armor apart. Blood splattered from the shattered armor, and the smoke from the explosions instantly enveloped the armored man.

A scream rang out from within the black smoke, but the smoke obscured everything, making it impossible to see the armored man's condition.

Suddenly, from within the black smoke, the armor shattered, and the blood-soaked armored man fell upright to the ground, clearly dead.

This samurai was quite strong, comparable to Chunin, but he encountered Yemo Yemo, who killed him with very little effort. And in the moment before his death, Yemo didn't even know his name.

This is the world of Hokage, this is the present era. Many times, the two people fighting to the death don't even know each other's names. There is no hatred between ninjas. They are just on different sides. Each of them has something to protect with their life. Unfortunately, what we protect is in conflict with each other.