At the gates of the Konoha Ninja Academy, dark clouds blotted out the sun, and the oppressive atmosphere made it hard to breathe. Wind God and Thunder God, the infamous pair of rogue ninja, stood there with sinister grins, as if savoring the spectacle about to unfold.
Wind God was a hulking brute, his muscles knotted and bulging. Strange runes covered his bare upper body, while fierce winds howled around him, shrieking like some fiendish demon from hell. Thunder God, by contrast, was tall and gaunt, with a sinister cast to his features. The sparks flickering in his eyes sent a chill down the spine, and electricity crackled at his fingertips, ready to unleash a lethal strike at any moment.
"You think these little nobodies can stand in our way?" Wind God roared with laughter. His enormous fist, wrapped in a gale, slammed toward the ninja at the front. The wind howled; before the punch even landed, its force swept over them. The ninja had no time to react before they were flung backward like kites with severed strings. They crashed to the ground, spitting blood and groaning in pain.
Thunder God was just as ruthless. He flashed into the crowd like a specter, and the currents dancing at his fingertips became streaks of lightning that felled a whole group in an instant. The crackle of electricity filled the air, along with a nauseating stench of burning flesh. The students' terrified screams mingled with the ninja's shouts, plunging the scene into chaos.
"Quick! Students, get to the emergency shelter!" Yoshino Shoda shouted himself hoarse, his face pale as paper and beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. As he yelled, he ushered the students toward the shelter.
The Ninja Academy's alarm rang out across the sky. Its shrill wail seemed to pierce their eardrums, sending fear through everyone who heard it. The students panicked and scattered. Some stood frozen in place, terrified by the sudden attack; others ran around crying, searching for somewhere safe.
Uchiha Mei bit her lip as her Sharingan spun rapidly, trying to track the enemy's movements. Anger and anxiety warred in her heart. She was furious that these enemies had dared attack the school in broad daylight, and worried she might not be able to protect her classmates.
"Damn it! Attacking the Konoha Ninja Academy is an unforgivable crime!" Haotian roared. His hands rapidly formed a complex sequence of Hand Seals, and a powerful surge of Chakra welled up within him.
"What kind of technique is that?" Uchiha Mei's Sharingan clearly caught every detail of Haotian's Hand Seals, leaving her baffled. She had never seen anything like them, yet she could sense the terrifying power they held—a force that seemed capable of destroying everything.
Just as Haotian was about to unleash the technique, someone suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed his wrist. It was Might Duy, his expression grave, a trace of concern in his eyes.
"Stop, Haotian! That technique is too dangerous!" Might Duy said firmly, gripping Haotian's wrist.
"Duy, what are you doing? Let go of me!" Haotian cried anxiously. "I have to stop them!" His eyes blazed with fury. He wanted nothing more than to charge in and fight Wind God and Thunder God to the death.
"I know, but that technique is too powerful. You can't control it!" Might Duy stared into Haotian's eyes and spoke earnestly. "Leave it to me! I'll burn with the fire of my youth to protect Konoha!"
With that, Might Duy abruptly released Haotian's wrist and turned to face Wind God and Thunder God, his eyes burning like a raging inferno. He crouched slightly into a fighting stance, every muscle taut, like a beast poised to pounce on its prey.
"You bastards! You won't hurt the children of Konoha!" Might Duy shouted, his voice thundering across the school grounds.
Just as Might Duy prepared to burn with the fire of his youth, several dark figures flashed past. Before Wind God and Thunder God could even react, golden Chakra chains had wrapped tightly around them, leaving them unable to move.
Wind God roared, his muscles bulging as he struggled to break free. The veins stood out on his thick arms. Like prey caught in a spider's web, the more he fought, the tighter the chains wound around him. They creaked as if mocking his helplessness.
The electricity around Thunder God grew wild, crackling as he tried to melt the chains. Sparks danced along the links, but not even the slightest bit of the chains budged.
"Gold Binding Technique!" Yoshino Shoda exclaimed, his face showing clear relief. He let out a long breath, and at last the weight on his heart lifted.
The Gold Binding Technique was a powerful Sealing Technique commonly used by the Anbu, able to instantly restrain an enemy. The Anbu members wore tight black outfits and animal masks, their eyes cold and sharp, as if they could see through anything. They moved swiftly and silently, appearing and vanishing without a sound, like ghosts in the night.
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