Whoosh!
Just as Kakashi and the others sprinted north with all their strength, a figure with lightning crackling around his feet caught up to them.
Berkeley was incredibly fast. Every time Obito looked back, he saw him drawing closer.
Swish, swish, swish!
Obito and Kakashi simultaneously pulled shuriken from their Ninja Tool Pouches and hurled them at Berkeley.
Berkeley swiftly drew the sword from his back and knocked away every incoming shuriken. Then, with a Lightning Shunshin, he directly passed Kakashi's group and appeared in front of them.
"Be careful. He might be a jonin," Kakashi said gravely as he drew the White Fang Short Blade.
Although a ninja's rank was not determined by strength alone, under normal circumstances, higher-ranked ninja generally possessed the power to crush lower-ranked ones.
Of course, there were exceptional cases. Obito and Might Guy, for instance, were only academy students and not even genin yet, but their strength had already surpassed that of many chunin.
Kakashi would not have been overly worried if there had been seven or eight chunin, but jonin were different. Every ninja promoted to jonin was one in a hundred, a backbone of any Ninja Village. It was no exaggeration to say that an ordinary jonin could slaughter an ordinary chunin like a chicken, leaving them with virtually no ability to resist.
Jonin were proficient in Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, Genjutsu, without any obvious weaknesses. They possessed extensive mission and combat experience, and every one of them could be considered an elite.
"Hehe, I am indeed a jonin of Kumogakure. If you know what's good for you, surrender now. Otherwise, getting cut by my Lightning Sword will be very painful," Berkeley said with a laugh, not taking Kakashi and the others seriously at all.
Although Kakashi and the others had used the Transformation