Land of Waves Encounter (Part One)

"Young Master, an urgent report from Hyuga Kyuya ahead: enemies have been spotted. Around five hundred, purpose unknown." The Root Ninja bowed after delivering the report and waited for orders.

Bingsan turned to Shikaku. Shikaku asked, "Which village are they from?"

"According to the report, they're Mist Ninja."

Shikaku thought it over, then said to Bingsan and Torifu Akimichi, "They probably aren't lying in wait for us specifically.

The Land of Waves is an island nation. It's short on resources and has a lot of saline-alkali soil, making it very difficult to set an ambush. They're probably just stopping to rest along the way."

Bingsan might have lacked combat experience, but he'd attended meetings every day on the Sand Ninja front. As soon as Shikaku explained it, he understood.

The enemy was probably passing through on a march, just like them, and had stopped to rest so they could preserve their strength.

The difference was that his own side had Hyuga Kyuya, a member of the Hyuga Main Family who'd been temporarily assigned to them.

His Byakugan had greater range than Hyuga Go's and could see about seven or eight kilometers, so they'd spotted the enemy in advance.

Just then, Kurenai Yuhi, the Jonin leading one of the other squads, said, "Since we've run into them here, there's a good chance they're a Mist Ninja surprise attack unit. The front-line camp is only a day's rapid march away, so they could attack it from behind."

Kurama Aokumo, the ANBU deputy chief, said, "They're unlucky to have run into us. We outnumber them, and our people are all core members of their clans.

If we catch them off guard, we can take them out. Consider it a little surprise for the front-line commander."

Bingsan thought so too.

They ordered everyone to advance slowly and prepare to surround the enemy. It was the first time most of them had faced a large force of Mist Ninja, though, so they didn't know much about the enemy's methods.

A light rain began to fall, but nobody paid it any mind. It was already December—why was it raining?

By the time they realized what was happening, the fighting had already begun up ahead. As soon as the rain stopped, a thick fog started to spread.

Shikaku immediately shouted, "It's the Hidden Mist Technique! Everyone, be careful!"

Bingsan shouted too. "Everyone, Wind Release: Breakthrough!"

Seventeen Wind Release Jonin, their bodies wrapped in bandages, began rapidly forming Hand Seals.

They were the seventeen Jonin who'd survived the surprise attack. Since the Western Front had been victorious, they'd temporarily been placed under Bingsan's command.

Everyone shouted, "Wind Release: Breakthrough!"

A whirlwind swept through, driving back most of the fog. The combatants who'd been fighting amid the clashing sounds of blows and weapons were suddenly exposed.

Hyuga Kuji and his three Jonin bodyguards had taken up a four-person formation. Seven or eight people had fallen around them, and two more were writhing on the ground, blood at their mouths and their bodies twisted into unnatural shapes.

The others had managed to take down some enemies, but in that instant alone, Konoha had lost more than ten Chunin and over forty Genin.

Kirigakure had lost only a little over twenty Genin, one careless Jonin, and five or six Chunin.

The careless Jonin had been struck with the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms by a Hyuga bodyguard, leaving him a complete idiot.

The fog hadn't yet cleared completely when the enemy's Ninjutsu came charging at them.

Four people on the other side spewed a torrent of water toward Konoha, charging in behind it.

Bingsan's pupils contracted. The wave, more than ten meters wide, was rushing toward them. At this scale, it could sweep everyone standing in its path out to sea.

Before Bingsan could react, he saw Shisui and his squad—eight members of the Uchiha Clan in all—forming Hand Seals together.

Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique.

Eight enormous fireballs, each one to two meters across, immediately surged back against the wave.

This unusual use of a basic Ninjutsu, a special application of Fire Release, revealed its power in an instant.

It not only stopped the oncoming torrent but also burned its way back toward the enemy.

It seemed the saying that water always overcame fire wasn't entirely true. But the fog began to rise again. Bingsan started forming Hand Seals and narrowed his eyes, preparing a special, large-scale Ninjutsu.

Seeing the battle had begun, the others quickly split up to find opponents and fight.

Those protecting Bingsan formed a 633 formation.

The six in front were four civilian Jonin skilled in Taijutsu, Akimichi Choza, and Hyuga Go.

Shikaku and Yamanaka Inoichi stood to Bingsan's left and right. In the rear were three civilian Wind Release Ninja skilled in large-scale Ninjutsu.

Uchiha Yue hadn't come along this time.

Bingsan completed his Hand Seals and shouted, "Ice Release: Blizzard!"

Snow filled the sky, carrying ice needles as it swept toward the enemy. It drifted down all around them, transforming the early winter landscape into a world of white in the blink of an eye.

The snow made the fog in the air vanish. Fog didn't always need high temperatures to disperse; low temperatures worked just as well.

A Mist Ninja Jonin stared at the heavy snowfall and swallowed with difficulty. "This scale..."

Just then, a remarkably pleasant voice came from the other side. "Hmph. A cheap trick. Ice Release: A Thousand Waterfowl Slaughter."

Beneath the falling snow, seven or eight ice dragons surged toward Bingsan. Ice and snow burst everywhere in their wake, leaving a trail of beautiful ice crystals.

A Konoha Genin failed to dodge in time and was smashed into a shower of ice shards by an ice dragon!

Shikaku's pupils contracted. His voice rose as he shouted, "Scatter!"

Everyone quickly spread out, and Yamanaka Inoichi dragged Bingsan away.

Seeing them flee, the enemy shouted, "Trying to run? Too late. Secret Technique: Demonic Mirroring Ice Crystals!"

A blinding glare of sunlight reflected off row after row of ice crystals, striking Shikaku, Yamanaka Inoichi, and Bingsan in the face. Bingsan narrowed his eyes, thinking, Have the Mizunashi clan targeted me?

Torifu Akimichi had just grown enormous and was about to go rescue them when countless bone spikes shot up from the ground, blocking his way. A man gripping a bone blade, his face twisted into a perverse grin, charged straight at Torifu Akimichi.

Kurama Chōjō was held up by a blue-haired man with a mouthful of shark teeth. Kurenai Yuhi was surrounded by a group of enemies, but she was a Genjutsu specialist; the more opponents there were, the more powerful she became.

In an instant, the group was split up and the battlefield descended into chaos. Those who tried to rescue the others were held back by their own opponents.

A slender, stunning beauty appeared on the ice. She had long hair tied in a ponytail, large eyes, thin lips, and purple eyeshadow. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she looked to be in her early twenties.

Shikaku glanced at her and said, "That's the Mizunashi clan's secret technique. Be careful; this technique is very fast."

Inoichi glanced over and said, "Hey, Bingsan, she's your type, isn't she? Look at those flat breasts, and that waist. Want to, heh heh heh..."

Yamanaka Inoichi wore a lecherous grin. He wasn't afraid at all—in fact, he seemed to be enjoying himself. He wondered whether the woman would regret it when Bingsan froze her in a moment.

"Brat, I'll kill you! I'm a man, I'm a man!" The beauty inside the ice had her hair flying and her eyes bloodshot. She was trembling violently, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

A mass of ice needles shot toward the three of them.

Who would've thought a man could be so beautiful?

Bingsan shook his head, brought his hands together, and a deafening roar rang out. A waterfall appeared from nowhere, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, like the heavens collapsing. In an instant, it became a river of ice.

The Mizunashi clan Ninja froze in shock. He hid inside his own ice, trembling.

The ice mirrors were trapped in ice three meters thick. Even the mirrors themselves began to crack under the pressure, with a series of sharp creaks.

As Mizunashi Xing watched, on the verge of having his technique destroyed and dying with it, his trembling lips murmured, "Are you a monster? How can you do something on this scale?!"

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