Yūhi Shinku

Thud...

The flying black shadow crashed to the ground like a giant rock, the sound deafening, and the shockwave whipped up smoke and dust.

Yemo did not kill the Hidden Village ninja, but only knocked him unconscious. This was an exam, not a life-or-death battle, and there was no need to cause a death. This was also the bottom line given by the Lord Third: you can cripple, but you absolutely cannot kill.

Besides, this is just a Chunin Ninja Exams, and there's no need to go to the point of killing people.

After dealing with the ninja, Yemo looked up at the two Kusagakure Kusagakure not far away. These two Genin had been left behind from the running group when Yemo was attacked. Obviously, these two wanted to sit back and watch the tiger's head, hoping to benefit from the fight between the snipe and the clam.

Unfortunately, they didn't expect Yemo to be so strong, easily defeating his opponent. This wasn't a fight between a snipe and a clam, but a fight between a wolf and a sheep, and now the sheep has been dealt with by the wolf.

Sensing Yemo's gaze, the two Grass Ninja standing on the tree trunk immediately became extremely nervous, as if being stared at by a wild beast, their palms sweating behind their backs.

The two were terrified that Yemo would attack them. They had just witnessed Yemo's attack and assessed their own strength. The two Grass Ninja clearly realized that even if they joined forces, they might not be a match for him.

Now both of them are filled with regret. Why did they stay behind? If only they had known, they would have run ahead first.

Yemo glanced at the two but didn't make a move. With a flash, he leaped towards a distant mountain, as if looking at two ants. In Yemo's eyes, these two Grass Ninja were indeed ants.

Only after Yemo's figure disappeared did the two tense Grass Ninja breathe a sigh of relief, reaching up to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads. A gentle breeze blew by, making their backs feel slightly chilly. Only then did they realize that their backs had been soaked with sweat without them noticing.

"That guy must be Konoha's genius, Yemo Uzumaki. He's really strong. I feel like his strength is even more terrifying than the rumors say," one of the Grass Ninja remarked. They were all human, but the difference between them and him was like heaven and earth.

"With such strength, it must be them. Luckily, they didn't attack us, otherwise we might have been eliminated in the first exam," another Grass Ninja said with lingering fear.

He had absolutely no confidence in dealing with this Konoha Ninja, even if the two of them teamed up.

The Grass Ninja next to him patted him on the shoulder and said, "Alright, let's leave quickly. Some ninjas have already passed by; it seems quite a few have been dealt with."

"The exams set by Konoha are really strange, unlike anything I've ever seen before. It's like they're putting the power of elimination in our hands," the Grass Ninja who got patted on the shoulder complained. He always found these kinds of exams very bizarre.

Shrugging, the other Jonin didn't care about that. He only cared about one thing. "Who cares what kind of exam it is, as long as we're not eliminated in the first round. If we're eliminated in the first round, we'll be too ashamed to face anyone back in the village."

"I'm sorry, you've been eliminated!"

The voice came from behind them out of nowhere, and the two men's expressions changed drastically. There was someone hiding behind them, and they hadn't noticed at all.

The two suddenly turned around, two Kunai slipping from their sleeves and clutching them tightly. Looking back, they saw a figure slowly emerging from the shadows of the tree Forehead Protector behind them. It was a middle-aged ninja wearing Konoha headband, a green vest, a red and black turban, and a faint smile on his face.

These two Grass Ninja weren't stupid; they immediately realized that these were Konoha Chunin and Jonin who were chasing them, but they didn't know that the ninja in front of them were Chunin and Jonin.

What made the two even more nervous was that the ninjas who were chasing them had already tracked them down to this place, which meant that all the ninjas who had fallen behind them had been eliminated, and they were the last ones left.

"Superior!"

Escape was impossible; they had no choice but to fight. The two Grass Ninja exchanged a glance, and the next second, they burst forth like spinning arrows, hurtling towards the Konoha Chunin in front of them.

As the two Kusagakure Genin, the middle-aged ninja rapidly Hand Seals; Hand Seals speed was so fast that he was undoubtedly Jonin.

Upon learning that their opponents were Jonin, a look of despair flashed in the eyes of the two Kusagakure. They could still fight Chunin, but how could Jonin possibly be their match?

"Genjutsu: Darkness!"

The middle-aged ninja spoke softly, and a strange Chakra spread out in all directions. Immediately afterward, the two Grass Ninja had rushed over stopped in their tracks. Their eyes turned dark, and they stood there blankly, like two mindless walking corpses.

Jonin using Genjutsu against Genin is practically impossible for the Genin to counter. At this moment, the consciousness of the two Grass Ninja is also trapped in a dark space by the Genjutsu cast by the middle-aged ninja. Now, even an ordinary kid could easily take care of these two Grass Ninja.

The middle-aged ninja stepped forward, looked at the two Grass Ninja were under the influence of Genjutsu, and muttered to himself, "With these two, that makes 25. This team has a total of 52 people, which means there's only one more exam to go. Eight minutes have just passed, so it seems we can finish within ten minutes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged ninja's body twisted and he vanished without a trace.

On the other side, Yemo, who had just left, was unaware that the two Chunin had been dealt with by the pursuing Jonin the moment he departed.

At this moment, Yemo was sprinting ahead at a speed that a Genin shouldn't have. The battle with the Genin the Hidden Village had delayed Yemo for quite some time, and now he was probably the last one left, so he had to catch up with the people in front as soon as possible.

Inside the dense forest, beams of orange-yellow light shone down from the treetops, and the dark green, sturdy branches intertwined. Occasionally, one or two small animals would dart across the thick undergrowth on the ground.

Yemo leaped between tree trunks like a monkey. At that moment, he heard a whistling wind beside him, but Yemo ignored it and continued forward.

After leaping over a hundred meters, Yemo suddenly stopped, standing on a thick green tree branch, his brows slightly furrowed. He suddenly sensed something was amiss.

Yemo looked around at the silent, dense forest. The thick tree trunks, each requiring several people to encircle, and the beams of light filtering through the leaves—everything seemed normal, nothing amiss. Yet, for some reason, Yemo felt a sense of unease, as if something was missing. As time passed, this feeling grew stronger.

After a pause, Yemo looked around again. A clump of drooping leaves caught his attention. After staring at it for a few seconds, Yemo's eyes suddenly lit up, then his expression changed drastically, as if he had thought of something bad.

Without hesitation, Yemo clasped his hands together, and the Chakra flowing within his body instantly stopped. This only lasted for a second. The next second, a violent Chakra erupted from Yemo's body.

Visible blue Chakra, centered on Yemo, swept outwards in all directions. Moreover, wherever the Chakra passed, it seemed as if an invisible force was tearing apart the surrounding space.

Space began to distort, like a long piece of cloth torn by an external force, and then like shattered glass falling from the sky, with countless spatial fragments falling and disappearing completely the moment they hit the ground.

A gentle breeze caressed Yemo's face, causing his long red hair to flutter in the wind. The scenery remained largely unchanged, but one thing was certain: the Genjutsu space he was in had shattered.

Yemo slowly lowered his hands, his gaze falling on the middle-aged ninja who had appeared out of thin air after he broke the Genjutsu.

She smiled slightly and said, "Lord Shinku, I didn't expect you to be one of the examiners for this Chunin Ninja Exams."

The middle-aged ninja in front of me is Yūhi Shinku, Elite Jonin of Konoha, an instructor who trains Chunin and Genin, one of the few Genjutsu- wielding ninjas in Konoha who is proficient in Genjutsu, and currently the most powerful Genjutsu- Tsukuyomi ninja in Konoha. Of course, this doesn't include the Genjutsu like Tsukuyomi and Kotoamatsukami that Mangekyō Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan.

Some Hokage might not recognize this name, but everyone will recognize one other name: Kurenai Yuhi, his daughter.