"Who is it?!"
Despite being drunk senseless, the Rogue Ninjas noticed the enormous disturbance. A furious shout erupted.
Several figures shot out of the tents, but even more were caught in the attack. In an instant, the Rogue Ninjas' camp descended into complete chaos, and quite a few were attacked in their sleep.
Although this ninjutsu did not possess the greatest attack power, its advantage lay in its wide coverage and powerful sustained damage. Even without Lightning Release or Fire Release, it could still erupt in an instant.
More often than not, sustained bursts were the most terrifying—just like now.
In the pitch-black, rainy night, these Rogue Ninjas, whom no one dared provoke along the border, could not believe that someone actually dared to tug on the tiger's whiskers. Everyone who had opposed them in the past had died, which had caused them to lower their guard and given Ronglin the perfect opportunity to strike.
In such a dark, rain-soaked environment, the power of Fire Release would be constantly suppressed. Wind Release, however, was not suppressed at all. Instead, the vast amount of water drawn into it made the ninjutsu even more powerful.
"So strong!!"
Hidden in the shadows, Harusame Yu and Shimura Ou stared in stunned disbelief. They could not believe that Ronglin, who was still only a genin, could already use such a terrifying ninjutsu.
To them, it was no different from a dream.
"Ah!!"
Screams echoed endlessly through the night, turning the area into an Asura Field. Huge amounts of water and trees were swept into the attack, creating even greater impact and inflicting more severe injuries on the Rogue Ninjas caught within the ninjutsu.
"Brat, who are you?! How dare you attack our camp?!"
The Rogue Ninja leader rushed out with several Special Jonin, having narrowly