I really can't hold out anymore.
Fourth Hokage, this is too much.
This battle could only be described as earth-shaking. After all, the building was practically collapsing.
As rubble came tumbling down and explosions rang out from time to time, the residents gathered around to watch let out waves of shocked cries.
"Holy crap! This young guy! Holy crap!"
"This guy's fighting dozens of people alone. Can he win?"
Those with sharp eyes watched the intense battle and spoke.
"He can't win. He doesn't have what it takes, you know?"
"If you can gang up on someone, never fight one-on-one. That's Konoha's style of warfare. The famous Three-Three System from the Second Ninja World War left the Four Great Nations bewildered. One man alone with two fists can never beat four hands. Who knows what he's thinking. He's really brave."
"Oh-ho!"
As Ninjutsu exploded, the watching crowd let out a perfectly synchronized cry of amazement.
I really can't hold out anymore.
My body didn't hurt that much, and under the effects of psychological suggestion, I couldn't feel it anyway.
But his distorted body movements were silently warning Shisui that he was nearing his limit.
The storm of attacks that followed would be more violent than ever. You won't be able to withstand it.
So far, he had still only taken down one person: Senju Katsu, who had fought him one-on-one.
Sent flying helplessly by a heavy blow, Shisui smashed through a wall and window before plunging from the height of the twentieth floor.
Ninja after ninja rapidly rushed out through the breach. In only a moment, more than thirty people stood on the wall, some wreathed in blue Chakra flames, others clad in the skeletal giants of Susanoo, all watching Shisui fall through the air.
Struggling to open his swollen