Shisui Uchiha maintained his broken smile.
Pain... yet he also felt exhilarated.
Then came endless emptiness and self-reproach.
"Yuji, Yuji... I'm sorry... It was my fault. I gave up on you... Damn it... Damn it...!!"
Amid his ceaseless murmurs of self-blame.
His One-Tomoe Sharingan spun and condensed.
The Three-Tomoe Sharingan emerged.
Then, the Three-Tomoe Sharingan solidified, transforming into the shape of a four-pointed shuriken.
Mangekyō Sharingan... awaken!
Death Tower, Let the Slaughter Begin
"My speed is 300 meters per second. Accounting for obstacles, I can cross the diameter of the Forest of Death in two minutes."
"There are forty-four entrances. At worst, it'll take eighty-eight minutes..."
"Though I won't need that long if I move in a circle, I have to consider that every team is on the move..."
"The Forest of Death exam lasts three days, but most teams that pass don't actually need that much time..."
Mingren's mind raced.
What strategy should he use to find Hozuki Mangetsu?
After thinking it over carefully.
He decided to use the most direct method and head straight for Entrance Sixteen, the route the Rougakure examinees had mentioned.
"Though those Bloody Mist bastards will most likely not head straight for the Death Tower in the Forest of Death, but instead go off to the side and slaughter people at will..."
After settling on several action plans and backup plans.
Mingren vanished in an instant.
A dozen or so seconds later.
A team of Konoha examinees stopped, intending to deal with lunch first.
But in the next moment.
They felt that they were being watched.
Like a tiger eyeing rabbits.
Boundless killing intent swept over them.
The feeling of being regarded as prey left them rooted to the spot, unable to move...
"Konoha examinees, huh..."
Mingren appeared before the three of them.