Total Wipeout

"No... impossible..."

"You've got to be kidding... How could Captain Huoguang..."

Watching this scene, the three Stone Shinobi, who had already been somewhat terrified, wore looks of near-total disbelief in their eyes.

He was a highly trusted, powerful Jonin in the village!

How could he have died at the hands of a brat?!

"Looks like I was worrying too much."

Might Duy was also looking in Feng Ye's direction. Seeing Feng Ye kill the opposing Jonin, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, though he was also amazed by Feng Ye's talent and strength.

Feng Ye was in the same class as his son, Might Guy. He was ten at most this year, yet he already had the strength to defeat a Jonin!

Was this what a genius was?!

"Guy... it seems you'll have to work even harder if you want to catch up to him and Kakashi..."

After murmuring to himself, Might Duy turned to look at the remaining three Stone Shinobi.

The moment they noticed Might Duy looking their way, the three Stone Shinobi stiffened almost simultaneously. Cold sweat streamed down their foreheads.

That bastard who delivered the intel!

What did he mean, only two ordinary Konoha shinobi were escorting them?!

These were clearly two monsters!

"Run!"

At almost the same instant, all three fled along the riverbank into the distance, not a trace of fighting spirit remaining in their hearts.

But escaping in front of Might Duy, with the Sixth Gate open, was simply impossible.

Before the three could get far, they stopped in unison. Might Duy had swept past them from behind like an afterimage and landed directly in front of them.

Then—

They heard some incomprehensible words about "feel the burning youth" or something, and then felt a devastating blow strike their bodies. They were sent flying backward, darkness swallowed their vision in an instant, and their consciousness vanished with it.

"Phew... phew..."

After taking out the last three Stone Shinobi, Might Duy exited the Sixth Gate of the Eight Inner Gates. He collapsed onto the riverbank and began gasping heavily.

Feng Ye searched Huoguang's corpse but failed to find anything valuable. He then walked over to Might Duy and said, "Are you all right, Senior?"

"Phew... phew... I'm fine..."

"But... for a while... I probably won't be of much use..."

Might Duy still looked exhausted as he panted.

Even for him, now that he could open the Eighth Gate, the backlash from opening the Sixth Gate was still severe. He would suffer from fatigue and sore muscles for a long time.

"It's fine. Just rest for now, Senior. Leave the rest to me."

Feng Ye nodded slightly.

As long as he did not need treatment, it was fine. Might Duy could already open the Eighth Gate, so the backlash from merely opening the Sixth Gate apparently was not enough to count as an injury.

Feng Ye then looked toward Urabe Daisuke and the others across the river.

At this point, Urabe Daisuke and the others still looked somewhat dazed. To them, the battles between Feng Ye, Might Duy, and the enemy Jonin had already surpassed the limits of their understanding.

On one hand, the Jonin from the Five Great Shinobi Villages were far stronger than the Jonin of Kusagakure in the Land of Grass. On the other hand, Feng Ye and Might Duy, whom they had thought were quite ordinary, had displayed strength that could only be described as shocking!

"So this is what shinobi from a great village are like..."

Urabe Daisuke murmured in shock.

When Feng Ye's gaze turned toward him, he finally snapped out of his daze. Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately turned toward his companions behind him.

At almost that very moment, one of those companions suddenly stepped forward and pressed a blade directly against the throat of the Young Master he was supposed to protect.

"Don't come any closer!!"

Kuniki looked at Urabe Daisuke, cold sweat dripping from his forehead and terror still lingering in his eyes.

When he sent the information to the Land of Grass, he had never imagined that a Konoha shinobi team consisting of an oddball and a brat would possess such terrifying strength!

Even an elite Stone Shinobi squad had been defeated!

They would definitely investigate the traitor thoroughly next. He was already panicking, knowing he most likely could not hide it, so he could only place his hopes on taking a hostage to escape.

"So it was you! Why?!"

Urabe Daisuke stared at Kuniki, his eyes filled with fury.

Kuniki gritted his teeth. "The Daimyo has long since abandoned this branch. How could it possibly still gain the recognition of those families? Your thinking is too naïve!"

"You!!"

Urabe Daisuke glared at him.

Just then, a hand silently landed on Kuniki's wrist, effortlessly pried open the hand holding the blade, and flung him several meters away. He crashed onto the ground.

After doing that, Feng Ye looked at Urabe Daisuke and spoke calmly.

"I won't interfere in your family affairs."

"Thank you very much!"

Urabe Daisuke dropped to his knees and immediately bowed his head to the ground before Feng Ye, expressing his gratitude. Then he picked up the blade Feng Ye had taken away and walked toward Kuniki with a cold expression.

Feng Ye had no interest in the struggle and infighting over the lordship of a small town in the Land of Grass. He could not be bothered to listen to the rest of their conversation and instead began recalling the battle from earlier.

"That guy should have been an ordinary Jonin from Iwagakure... My strength is about what I judged before. After mastering Chidori, killing a Jonin isn't difficult."

He had only opened the First Gate of the Eight Inner Gates and used Chidori once, yet he had easily split Huoguang's A-Class Earth Release ninjutsu and killed him on the spot.

If he went all out, even against an Elite Jonin, he should be able to easily gain the upper hand and perhaps even kill them in a very short time.

This battle had also confirmed one of his views.

That was, numbers did not mean much against him.

Being able to kill a Jonin in an extremely brief instant meant that even if multiple Jonin joined forces, as long as they could not keep up with his speed, they would be defeated one by one and killed individually before that speed!

If there were even more enemies, he could also rely on his speed to retreat calmly.

"Unless it's an Elite Jonin with a special Dojutsu like the three-tomoe Sharingan, capable of seeing my movements clearly, the others are meaningless before me even if they possess some Forbidden Jutsu or secret techniques, as long as they don't have time to use them."

After reaching that conclusion, Feng Ye let out a light breath.

In other words—

With his current strength and methods, so long as he did not encounter a Kage-level opponent or become surrounded by an enormous number of shinobi, he could come and go freely even if he encountered a squad of Jonin, relying on his speed.

In the current Shinobi World, such strength gave him a certain ability to protect himself. After all, Kage-level existences were not so easily encountered. Very few people in each village could reach that level; they were the highest-ranking figures who ruled their villages.

Just then—

Minato Namikaze's figure suddenly flashed through Feng Ye's mind.

Thinking of the record Minato would achieve in the coming Shinobi World War—instantly killing fifty Jonin and shocking all the great shinobi villages—Feng Ye revealed a faint smile.

"Instantly killing fifty Jonin..."

Perhaps he could give it a try too.