Anger

Xuan Ye smiled slightly at the self-proclaimed ninja in front of him. "You say you're a ninja from Amegakure, but is that true?"

After this period of confrontation, Xuan Ye had a very clear understanding of the strength of the ninja in front of him. This guy in front of him was just someone who had only recently been reduced to the Genin, and could barely be considered a ninja!

"Kid, what do you mean? What do you mean by what you said? Do you think I'm not a ninja, or that I'm not a ninja from Amegakure?" The ninja said, slightly annoyed.

"Kid, if you talk like that, I'm not happy at all. Didn't you see these clones around me?"

"I bet you little brat don't even know what these clones are! I'm a soft-hearted and kind person, you know!" The ninja gave Xuan Ye a narcissistic look.

"Let me tell you! These are all my clones. These clones are all Mist Clone from Amegakure. Do you know what Mist Clone is? Judging from your expression, you definitely don't know what Mist Clone is."

As they spoke, the ninja in front of Xuan Ye a hint of disdain and extreme narcissism.

"Holy crap! What is this thing in front of me? Is he really a ninja? How can there be such a ridiculous ninja here, thinking he's the best, and constantly talking to himself?"

Xuan Ye looked completely bewildered at the ninja. "I didn't say a word! How come this ninja in front of me keeps babbling on and on!"

Xuan Ye couldn't help but laugh at this. He had thought that his first battle with a ninja after coming out to train would be unforgettable, but the result was quite different.

Although he could say that he had already achieved both the unforgettable and the deeply memorable aspects, Xuan Ye still felt that this shouldn't be the first time he had fought against ninjas from outside the village.

Xuan Ye didn't want to look directly at the silly ninja in front of him. "Look, I haven't said anything, but he's still babbling on and on, as if he has so much to say."

Faced with such a goofy ninja, Xuan Ye's initial hostility gradually disappeared. It was truly impossible to take such a ninja seriously.

"Alright, alright, stop talking, stop talking. I know you're very powerful, okay? Go now, I won't kill you."

Xuan Ye said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, and then waved to the silly ninja in front of him, as if trying to get him to leave quickly.

"What! What do you mean by letting me leave? Do you think you're too weak to beat me, so you want me to leave so you can survive?" The ninja in front of Xuan Ye said smugly.

"Haha! I know you're trash, and I know you're just a kid, but you can't leave now. You can't keep living like this. Today, Grandpa is going to kill you."

As he spoke, the ninja in front of Xuan Ye had a smug look on his face, as if he believed he had already won and that Xuan Ye had absolutely no chance of winning.

However, what the ninja didn't realize was that although the anger in Xuan Ye's heart had almost completely dissipated, it was slowly reviving amidst the ninja's endless mockery, contempt, and disdain.

Not only is the murderous intent in his heart resurfacing, but his killing intent towards this ninja is also slowly increasing. At this moment, Xuan Ye is actually gradually transforming from an innocent little boy into a god of death who has killed countless people.

In fact, if the ninja in front of him hadn't said anything and had simply left, Xuan Ye n't have considered killing him and could have let him go. But he dared to insult him.

"How dare he talk to me like that! If I still hold back my anger, then what's the point of improving my strength? What's the point of improving my strength? Isn't it so that I can do what I want, protect the people I want to protect, and live a life of pleasure and freedom?"

"If someone were pointing their finger at me and cursing me right now, and I still did nothing, then I might as well be an ordinary person and not need to work so hard to improve my strength, right?"

Regardless of what others think, this is what Xuan Ye thinks: whoever insults me, I will kill; whoever tries to fight me, I will kill; whoever tries to harm those I care about, I will kill their entire family. No matter who that person is, I will not hesitate.

Xuan Ye closed his eyes, which had returned to black, his hands clenched into fists. The anger within him was about to burst out. At this moment, the anger had to be released, and someone had to die.

Because Xuan Ye was already enraged. When Xuan Ye is enraged, he won't talk about grand principles. With anger burning in his mind, Xuan Ye only knows that whoever offends him must die, no matter who they are or whether he can beat them or not. Someone has to bear this anger and the overwhelming rage in Xuan Ye's heart.

"Hehe! Are you ready?"

His eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened. Those once calm, deep black eyes were now red, filled with rage and boundless killing intent.

"What's ready? What are you talking about, brat?" The ninja who kept muttering to himself glanced at Xuan Ye, originally wanting to continue cursing the ninja brat in front of him with the endless stream of swear words in his head.

But then he suddenly saw a pair of blood-red eyes, eyes filled with murderous intent and rage. Just one glance was enough to send cold sweat down the back of the ninja, his heart pounding with fear.

What kind of eyes were those? Why were they so terrifying? Ever since this ninja saw Xuan Ye's blood-red eyes, he seemed to have become a different person.

He, who was usually so talkative, suddenly became very quiet. He stood there dumbfounded, not daring to say a word. His body was also trembling slightly for no reason, as if he was afraid because he felt the fear of death.