Swish, swish, swish.
Amid a series of slicing wind sounds, figures dropped from the sky one after another, arriving at the battlefield dusty and travel-worn.
Among them were Sasuke, Yakumo, Neji, and their teammates, who had arrived a little later, as well as elite Jonin from the village like Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Kakashi. Yet after seeing the situation on the battlefield clearly, every one of them wore the exact same astonished expression as Sasuke and the others who had arrived first!
The first thing that caught their eyes was a pile of black-clad men stacked into a human heap, while the person they had come to rescue was leisurely sitting atop it.
Beside the heap, Shinji's two teammates, Haku and Karin, were also standing quietly.
The three of them looked nothing like they had just endured a hard battle. Aside from being a little sweaty, they were practically without a single conspicuous injury.
The sight was simply too shocking, leaving them, who had arrived with heavy hearts, staring at one another in bewilderment.
"How is that possible!?"
"Gasp—did Shinji Uchiha do all this?"
"He doesn't even have a scratch on him."
After their initial shock, the suspicion on the Jonin's faces not only failed to fade but grew even stronger.
Judging from the situation before them, the intelligence sent from the village was undoubtedly accurate. A shinobi army had indeed attacked Shinji Uchiha's team.
It was just that the result was truly unbelievable!
To pile up a human heap like this, there had to be at least twenty attackers, and possibly even more.
If everything was really as the intelligence had described, and the attackers were all Root elites, with four or five Jonin-level experts among them, then given the strength of Shinji Uchiha's team, they should have struggled even