Do you know the masked man?

"How is this possible?!"

The threat coming from behind terrified Uchiha Hikari, making him feel like his soul had left his body.

He was a powerful individual nearing Elite Jonin level. Even in his current state, his attention was less than sixty percent of his peak.

Yet, someone had approached him silently, something not just any ninja could accomplish.

He forcefully twisted his body, putting all his strength into his waist.

The moment the blade was upon him, he managed to block the attack with a Kunai.

Staring at the masked enemy, Uchiha Hikari quickly performed Hand Seals, not forgetting to demand, "Who are you?"

"A foolish question." A hoarse voice replied. Kyosuke frowned slightly, thinking that this guy was indeed a bit tricky.

He had used the spatial coordinates on the ground to get within two meters.

Logically, no one should have been able to escape his surprise attack.

Yet, this person had actually blocked it, and it seemed his condition wasn't that great either.

"The further into the late stages, the greater the gap in strength between those of the same rank."

If the enemy had been in perfect condition, Kyosuke probably wouldn't have been able to defeat him, even if it meant revealing his identity.

At best, it would have been a draw; with the Flying Thunder God Technique, Uchiha Hikari wouldn't have been able to do anything to him either.

However, this guy had just gone through a brutal battle and had nearly lost his life on the battlefield.

With his stamina and Chakra below the warning line, in a one-on-one fight, there might be a chance to win.

Performing a simple Hand Seal, Kyosuke instantly appeared diagonally behind the enemy.

"What?!" Uchiha Hikari's eyes widened, and he forcibly interrupted the release of his Ninjutsu.

Using the Shisui Style Body Flicker Technique, Kyosuke appeared beside the enemy, giving him no chance to use Ninjutsu.

One slash, two slashes, three slashes...

In an instant, he struck seven times consecutively, his blade sharp and fierce, successfully leaving a bloody gash on the enemy's left shoulder.

Of course, Kyosuke didn't fare well either; his abdomen took a heavy kick, feeling like being hit by a car.

He rolled more than ten meters before stopping when he crashed into a large tree.

"Cough." Spitting out blood foam from his mouth, Kyosuke slowly got up, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.

He had known for a long time that the world of Naruto was a place where people devoured each other.

No, all worlds were like this, but it was simply more blatant here.

Ever since he personally dealt with the prisoners from the Three Clans, he had made a silent resolution.

No matter who it was, anyone who dared to stand in his way would die!

Shaking the blood off his blade, Kyosuke lowered his body, like a jungle leopard observing its prey.

"You're from the Uchiha?!" Uchiha Hikari's eyes widened, countless thoughts flashing through his mind.

Appearance could be disguised, and physique could be faked, but the traces of his swordsmanship had ultimately betrayed him.

He might not have eaten pork before, but he had seen pigs run. He had so many subordinates, and there were always those who specialized in swordsmanship.

"So that's how it is. Good, good, good." The man covered in blood had a hint of madness in his demeanor.

Child-Yin-Xu-Chou-Mao-Yin!

His hands rapidly completed the Hand Seals, and in an instant, flame clusters resembling Sedge seeds appeared, engulfing the area thirty meters ahead.

Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!

These flames were controlled by the caster's Chakra, making it difficult for ordinary people to avoid them all.

The enemy's combat experience was incredibly rich; in just two rounds, he had deciphered about seventy to eighty percent of the Flying Thunder God Technique's operational rules.

Especially upon seeing the symbols inscribed on the ground, he instantly understood the principle of the technique.

"Constantly teleporting around the symbols, what a terrifying Ninjutsu." Uchiha Hikari sneered, wanting to see who dared to target him.

A ninja's battle was a battle of intelligence.

Even powerful individuals with the Rinnegan couldn't avoid being targeted once their abilities were leaked, let alone the currently restricted Flying Thunder God Technique.

The Sedge Fire Uchiha Hikari unleashed had already covered all the coordinate points.

Other than enduring it, the assassin had no way to break through.

Fireballs rained down, and Kyosuke indeed had nowhere to hide. If he chose to endure it, he would likely face a terrifying killing move next.

But who told them that the coordinate points were only around the immediate area?

With a simple flash, he appeared by the river two kilometers away.

He washed his hands with the stream water, rubbed his still faintly aching stomach, and then performed Hand Seals to return to the battlefield.

Seeing this, Uchiha Hikari's brow furrowed almost to the point of being deeply creased.

"It seems the range of the technique is quite extensive." The scene just now made him realize that if the opponent wanted to leave, there was no way he could stop them.

However, the assassin's quick sidestep also made him realize something else.

He didn't need to worry at all; the opponent was the one who should be anxious.

If he couldn't win, he could just leave. Such powerful Ninjutsu must consume a lot of Chakra.

In other words, the opponent couldn't use it frequently and had to take a risk by getting close to kill him.

That would be his chance to counter-kill.

Soon, Kyosuke sensed the enemy's intent.

"A bunch of old foxes, really damn difficult to deal with." He had to admit that none of these seasoned Jonin were simple.

His previous successful kills involved many external factors, including a significant amount of luck.

Now, attempting a frontal assault, Kyosuke truly understood how troublesome the older generation of Jonin were.

The enemy clearly intended to leave, almost as if they were directly telling him, "If you want to keep us, come and fight."

For a moment, Kyosuke wanted to use Chidori to kill them, but he quickly abandoned the idea.

Chidori, a long-range charging strike, was foolproof against outsiders, but its effectiveness was instantly reduced by more than half against clan members who also possessed the Sharingan.

Not to mention, he had concerns about hiding his identity.

The existence of the Flying Thunder God Technique would be exposed sooner or later. If Chidori were to sound today, it would be tantamount to publicly revealing his act of assassinating his colleagues.

"Bastard, if you want to die, I'll grant it." Knowing there was no other way, Kyosuke's eyes darkened, and he resigned himself to his fate.

Without any wasted words, his Chakra erupted to its fullest, and he moved like an illusion to the enemy's side.

Unfortunately, in front of the Three Tomoe Sharingan, he hadn't reached the point of being unreactable.

Bending low to avoid the diagonally slashing blade, Hiko dodged the assassin's block with a Kunai and managed to stab the opponent in the abdomen.

Besides combat experience, the difference in strength between the two sides was also evident.

Hiko could easily parry the blade, while Kyosuke, despite sensing the opponent's intent, ultimately fell short in terms of strength.

Pulling out the blood-stained Kunai, the man spun around and kicked it forcefully away.

Before he even landed, a surging flame threatened to engulf him.

As expected, despite being heavily injured, Kyosuke still forcefully used the Flying Thunder God Technique.

He landed clumsily, narrowly avoiding being consumed by the Great Fireball.

Enduring the intense pain, he looked up at his enemy. Their eyes met, both filled with a sense of amusement.

"The battle is over." Both Kyosuke and Hiko had the same thought flash through their minds.