Naruto: Extreme Bloodline Limit

Ay seemed to exhaust every ounce of strength in his body just to force out those six short words.

They had lost. Every cloud ninja looked numb. Not long ago, they had set out from the village in high spirits, swearing to defeat Konoha. But now, barely ten days later, after only one major battle, they had lost—and lost utterly, without even the slightest suspense.

"Excellent!!"

The people of Konoha were beside themselves with excitement.

The moment they heard the words admitting defeat from Ay's mouth, the people of Konoha erupted in wild cheers. Though their losses in this battle had been severe, with nearly more than half their forces cut down, how many people had Konoha sent in the first place?

Three thousand men, plus the few hundred from the Hyuga Clan—not even four thousand in total. And Kumogakure? They had deployed over ten thousand, and by now had at most three thousand left. What kind of casualty ratio was that?

It could be said that Konoha had won a resounding victory against a numerically superior enemy!

By comparison, such losses were entirely acceptable.

"A very smart choice."

Ronglin smiled faintly, released Susanoo, and slowly walked step by step up to Ay, making the surrounding cloud ninja tense up. Fortunately, Ronglin showed no intention of attacking. He raised his head to look at Ay, which left Ronglin feeling a little depressed. Even though he was growing taller very quickly, standing beside Ay, who was nearly two meters tall, he still had to look up at him.

Though he felt a little depressed, Ronglin also had no desire to grow as burly as the other man. In Ronglin's mind, the most standard height for a man was around one meter eighty-five—any shorter was a bit too short, any taller a