Konan brought her hands together and formed a hand seal, transforming them into the Rat seal.
"Paper Shuriken Technique!"
Several white Paper Shuriken appeared beside her, floating in the air as they flew toward Senya.
Seeing this, Senya raised an eyebrow and murmured softly.
"She's already learned Paper Release?"
"This really is an unexpected delight."
He immediately lunged forward. When the Paper Shuriken were less than half a meter from his face, his body flipped over, his knees bending backward.
The Paper Shuriken flew directly over Senya's head.
Then, with a powerful push from his right foot, he accelerated once more and charged toward Konan. His right hand formed a palm, and with a slight exertion of force, he struck toward her chest.
After two and a half months of training, Konan reacted immediately. She slapped the side of Senya's right wrist with her left palm, borrowing the momentum to flip to the left and evade the blow with a somersault.
Then, seizing the opening from Senya's palm strike, she threw a straight punch at his chest.
Senya took the blow head-on with his chest, then grabbed Konan's right forearm.
"Remember, when there's a vast difference in physical ability between you and an enemy, try not to engage in close combat."
"Or be prepared to die, and replace that punch with a kunai thrust."
With that, he exerted force with his right hand and flung Konan away.
Konan spun twice in midair, controlled her body, and landed on the soles of her feet. She rolled twice across the muddy ground to cushion the impact, splattering herself with mud.
She immediately raised her head again and looked at Senya.
"I understand, Masked Brother."
"Again!"
As she spoke, her hands rapidly formed seals once more.
"Paper Release—Paper Clone Technique!"
Paper swiftly gathered