"Are the ninjas of this world really only this capable?"
"And those three call themselves Jonin?"
"If I'd known they were this weak, I could've come alone."
Iga Shun, a Chunin from the Hidden Mist Village, stood amid the black-clad ninjas strewn across the ground.
His eyes filled with undisguised contempt as he swept his gaze over the hundred or so black-clad ninjas surrounding the edge of the field, all of them fellow members of the Shogunate's Oniwabanshu, now collectively silent.
He toyed with a kunai that was a deep blue throughout, its surface marked with rippling white patterns.
It was a specially made ninja tool forged from Seastone and Chakra Metal.
"Quit bragging."
Sarutobi Yangwen, another Chunin, immediately shot back.
"These guys aren't bad. With only Physical Arts, shuriken techniques, and the Three Body Techniques allowed, plus the restricted area, there's no way you could take on fifteen by yourself."
"Even if you could use other ninjutsu and all kinds of ninja tools, they could probably still take you down at the cost of some casualties."
"The proof is the cuts in your vest and pants, so you'd better keep a low profile."
Not far away, the last Chunin, Takeuchi Masaya of the Cloud-Hidden Village, nodded in agreement.
"That's true. Taking on fifteen by ourselves wouldn't be easy, especially when those three are all quite capable."
"Of course, things would be different if it were Captain Bai Yun."
As he spoke, Takeuchi Masaya glanced at the ponytailed back of Captain Bai Yun Yeshan, with the lightning blade Kiba crossed behind him.
"Humph!"
"What the hell are you two talking about?!"
Iga Shun was humiliated into anger by their remarks.
"You think I can't beat a bunch of ninjas who don't even have Chakra?"
"If I could go all out