The nine ninjas sprang into action.
From every direction, they hurled shuriken at the three of them.
The instant Hyuga Hiashi sensed the attack, he released a massive amount of Chakra from the Chakra points throughout his body and rapidly spun in a circle.
"Eight Trigrams Palms Rotation!"
A hemispherical Chakra barrier enveloped his entire body from the ground up.
The thrown shuriken could not get close to him at all and were knocked away one by one.
The moment he stopped spinning, he did not pause for even half a second. He immediately gathered Chakra in his palm, locked onto one of them with his Byakugan, and struck through the air.
A high-density mass of Chakra shot toward the ninja at the front.
But this time, the enemy was prepared and immediately dodged aside.
The tree trunk the ninja had been crouching on was directly pierced through by the Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm.
The ninja who had dodged stared at the pierced trunk, still shaken.
"Boss, didn't you say we were just killing a brat? Why is there a Konoha Jonin here?"
"How should I know?"
The ninja who had spoken earlier glared fiercely, clenching his fists.
"Anyway, if we don't kill him, not only will we fail to get the money, we might even die here."
In truth, he did know. Otherwise, he would not have gathered so many people, all of them fairly strong, just to deal with a brat.
But the price offered by the employer was too tempting to refuse. As long as he completed this job, he could find a small village and live out the rest of his life in peace.
"Tada Mitsu, Hattori, you two help me hold off that Konoha Jonin. The rest of you, kill those two brats."
"The moment