Who Says You Need a Point to Kill Someone?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The blazing fire dragon roared through Tea House City. Scorching sparks landed on the webs flying toward him, burning them to ash in an instant.

With Tsunade on his back, Sakuya landed on the roof of a pavilion and swept his gaze around. Seven or eight Rain Ninja wearing gas masks landed around him, surrounding him on all sides.

"There are a lot of them."

Sakuya grumbled, "I've already killed a few, and there are still this many... They're all jonin, too. Tch."

"Many of them are jonin from small nations. They all joined Amegakure and serve under Hanzo."

Tsunade whispered into Sakuya's ear.

Her warm breath brushed against his ear, making Sakuya's body stiffen with discomfort. But he could feel the two points pressing against his back more and more clearly.

She's only twenty-three, and she's already this terrifying?

Sakuya was shaken.

But now wasn't the time to discuss that.

As the flames on the ground gradually died out, the poison in the air surged toward them again.

He'd given Tsunade the gas mask, so he had no way to protect himself from the poison.

He couldn't afford to get bogged down in a fight.

He still had to escape.

"Whoosh!"

With a sharp whistle, a white web shot toward Sakuya.

Sakuya tapped the pavilion with his toes and spun into the air with Tsunade, forming hand seals at high speed.

Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!

He spewed out scorching flames that collided with the web and burned it away. Using the recoil to propel himself backward, Sakuya turned in midair and punched an attacking Rain Ninja in the face. He kicked off the man and landed in an open space.

The other Rain Ninja followed close behind. Webs, Water Release, and Wind Release struck the spot where Sakuya stood almost simultaneously.

Smoke and dust exploded into the air. Sakuya leaped up and sprinted along the city wall.

Tsunade clung tightly to Sakuya's neck, watching the boy fight to the death against her enemies from Amegakure while carrying her.

"Don't think you can get away!"

Kidoyun, the leader, finally caught up with them.

He spat a ball of white web from his mouth and flung it toward Sakuya.

The web burst open in midair, splitting into countless white strands that slammed down around Sakuya.

The Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly in Sakuya's eyes. Carrying Tsunade, he dodged from side to side, evading the webs and the other enemies' attacks as he raced along the city wall.

"Trying to leave the city? Ha! Not a chance!"

Kidoyun realized what Sakuya was planning, and his face twisted into a savage grin. He pressed all six of his arms together, then suddenly dropped to the ground and puffed out his cheeks.

The next moment, he spat a stream of small webs from his mouth. They shot toward Sakuya like machine-gun fire.

But no matter how fast the webs were, Sakuya could still react to them with his Sharingan.

Holding Tsunade with his right arm, he formed a blade with his left hand and sliced apart every web that came flying at him.

Unlike the single webs from before, these multiple shots were faster, but much weaker.

Sakuya dodged another web and came to a stop on a clean stretch of the city wall.

I've shown him my Sharingan. He should know I'm from the Uchiha Clan.

If he knows that, why is he still using this kind of attack?

He knows it won't work on me, so why keep doing it...?

Sakuya's eyes narrowed. He suddenly looked down and saw that his feet and left hand were covered in the liquid residue from the webs he'd destroyed.

The stuff dripped onto the city wall, quickly hardening into a sticky substance.

How disgusting!

Sakuya violently shook his hand, trying to fling off the sticky substance. But as he spread his fingers, he felt resistance.

"Haha! Didn't see that coming, did you?"

Kidoyun grinned savagely. "This is the special adhesive of the Tsuchigumo Clan."

He explained his clan's unique ability to Uchiha Sakuya. "We make this weapon from blood extracted from our own bodies. Our people can use it to create webs and attack their enemies, but if anyone else touches it, it turns into the stickiest substance in the world. Your left hand's covered in it, isn't it? You can barely spread your fingers now. Can you still form hand seals?"

He took the opportunity to form hand seals at high speed.

"And your feet are covered in it, too, aren't they? You'll slow down. So tell me, can you dodge this move now?!"

As he opened his mouth, a golden web shot toward Sakuya's face like a sword.

Ninja Art: Spider Sticky Gold!

Staring at the sticky substance rushing toward him, Sakuya took a deep breath.

Still holding Tsunade with his right arm, he closed his eyes.

Has he given up resisting?

What a pity. It would've been better to capture a member of the Uchiha Clan alive.

Seeing him like this, Kidoyun felt a little regretful.

But at least I've captured Princess Tsunade this time. That counts for...

The next moment, Sakuya opened his eyes. The Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly in them as he exhaled a massive fire dragon.

Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Technique!

"What?!"

The fire dragon burned through Kidoyun's web almost instantly. At the same time, Sakuya stomped hard against the wall and soared into the air, opening his mouth once more.

A massive fireball ten meters in diameter erupted from his mouth and hurtled toward Kidoyun's face.

Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!

Boom!!!

The enormous flames engulfed Kidoyun.

He choked on the smoke and stumbled out of the dust cloud.

Only three of his six arms remained, and his body was covered in wounds.

Gasping for breath, he stared at Sakuya in disbelief.

"Your fingers can't even move anymore... How did you...?"

"Who says you need to form hand seals to use ninjutsu?"

Sakuya sneered. "Ever heard of hand-seal-less ninjutsu? You ignorant country bumpkin."

Hand seals might look like complicated movements of the fingers, but in reality, they guided chakra through specific pathways in the body, arranging it in a set pattern.

As this process was repeated, the body gradually became familiar with the path chakra followed, until the pattern became muscle memory. Then, the instant the seals were formed, the technique would follow.

The Sharingan's ability to copy ninjutsu relied on the user's insight to see through an opponent's hand-seal sequence and analyze the pattern of their chakra flow, allowing them to make the opponent's technique their own. The Byakugan's observation worked on the same principle.

Powerful ninja could make chakra flow in a set pattern without forming hand seals, allowing them to use ninjutsu.

That was also how single-handed seals and hand-seal-less ninjutsu worked.

But though the principle was simple enough, breaking free of muscle memory and using hand-seal-less ninjutsu was incredibly difficult.

In the vast Shinobi World, aside from the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, who could clap his hands and summon whatever he wanted, who else could use hand-seal-less ninjutsu?

Tsunade gazed at Sakuya's profile, her expression complicated.

As far as she knew, no one in all of Konoha—not even the Hokage—could use hand-seal-less ninjutsu. Yet this Uchiha standing before her...

Sensing her gaze, Sakuya turned his head and smiled faintly at her.

"I couldn't do it before."

He said,

"But when the need arose, I figured it out."

"Eh?"

"After all, I have an important companion to protect."

Sakuya turned his gaze back toward Kidoyun. His tone was casual, but his words carried an undeniable conviction.

"Because you're here, I can do anything."