[Points: 1240]
In the battle at the Temple of Fire, the monks had given their all, finally allowing him to push his Points past the thousand mark.
Unfortunately, those monks had been far too weak. Otherwise, his gains would have been much greater than this.
"I hope you can put up more of a fight."
Mito and Kamihime were tying down the main enemies. His task now was to clear the battlefield as quickly as possible.
Only after dealing with the six people before him could he free up his hands to confront the Black-Robed Man.
"He still dares to let his mind wander?!" The Sarutobi Clan ninjas were furious.
Joining forces against a mere kid was already humiliating enough. They had never expected him to be thinking about something else in the middle of battle.
"Then die."
Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!
The six ninjas formed hand seals at once, and a scorching torrent instantly swallowed the youth.
Even Sarutobi Kiyoshi would not have dared to take such a powerful combined technique head-on. In their eyes, the battle was already over.
"Hmph, how ignorant." The man sneered coldly and lifted his foot, preparing to go support the captain.
Suddenly, a blur rushed in from behind and to the side. A lightning-wreathed blade stabbed straight at him from a blind spot.
The man was horrified. As he turned to respond, he instinctively raised the Kunai in his hand before him.
The next second, the Kunai snapped in two. The Chidori Blade pierced straight through his heart without resistance.
[System Notification: Successfully killed an enemy. Obtained 420 Points.]
"Now that's more like it." Sosuke smiled brightly.
With a slight flick of his wrist, the man's corpse rolled to the ground. The sight enraged the remaining five to the extreme.
"Bastard, I'll