Araki's mind was clear. The reason he dared to stay and fight them was because, after careful consideration, he had concluded that none of the enemies present could pose a threat to his life.
Maruboshi Kosuke's swordsmanship, crudely combined with genjutsu, was not worth his attention at all. The facts proved his judgment correct—someone who could be killed in a single move was not worth much concern.
He had already experienced the Third Hokage's taijutsu. As for ninjutsu...
Watching the lightning spear get dismantled without the slightest resistance before the [Rain Cutter Technique], it was no exaggeration to say that Araki was now the nemesis of all ninjutsu-type shinobi.
After splitting apart the lightning spear with one slash, the roaring wind spear also failed to escape judgment. Araki swung his sword downward behind his back, and the howling gale whimpered as it was broken down into pure chakra and dissipated into the air.
Every thrust and slash of his was perfectly measured, filled with an effortless ease and composure. There was none of the desperate madness the Third Hokage had imagined.
"What?!"
Sarutobi Hiruzen was greatly shocked.
He dared to swear by his title as the [Professor of Ninjutsu] that Araki's two slashes had not been ordinary ninjutsu cancellation. He had clearly seen the lightning spear and wind spear he had expelled melt away instantly after that long sword came down, then vanish without a trace.
"What was that?"
Even someone as experienced as him could not help feeling his scalp go numb.
Watching ninjutsu be directly crushed at its root filled a ninjutsu-type shinobi like him with terror from the bottom of his heart.
Because the foundation they relied upon was, beneath the opponent's blade, nothing more than a joke that could be punctured with a single poke.
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