Do You Also Want to Dance?

Ōnoki hovered in the sky, observing the two battlefields in the distance.

The battle between Hatake Sakumo and the group of Uchiha was evenly matched. Because the range of the Konoha group's attacks was limited, and for some reason they were adopting a steady, methodical approach just like the Iwagakure Ninja, there were not many fatalities among the Iwagakure ranks.

However, their chakra was constantly depleting; all in all, the Iwagakure Ninja still held a slight upper hand.

As time dragged on, this group of people might even be captured alive.

But in the other location.

Uchiha Yuji was on a killing spree. Over a hundred Iwagakure Ninja had already died at his hands, and the desire to fight among the Iwagakure Ninja approaching him was rapidly plummeting as time passed.

Although he was using mostly taijutsu, normally, taijutsu could not achieve this level of lethality without a massive consumption of chakra.

Even the Eight Inner Gates were the same; the opening of each "gate" within the body meant that more chakra would be required to support the body, allowing it to unleash greater power.

Although their side's fighting spirit was waning and their numbers were rapidly dwindling.

It did not matter.

"Lord Tsuchikage, up until now, Uchiha Yuji's chakra levels haven't decreased at all." The sensory ninja's voice trembled, making even Ōnoki doubt his own ears amidst the noisy battlefield.

"What? What did you say? Are you certain?"

The three consecutive questions grew louder, so loud that the sensory ninja nodded repeatedly.

"It has been confirmed more than three times, and I have also contacted other sensory ninjas; the results are all the same! A monster! This guy is a monster!"

So that strange feeling was a bad omen.

His colleagues were being killed one after another, yet the person surrounded by the crowd showed no signs of injury or chakra depletion, as if killing the Iwagakure Ninja was as easy as breathing for him.

This desperate reality was enough to make anyone break down.

"Calm down, Gato!" Ōnoki pressed firmly on his shoulder, his resolute gaze locked onto Gato's pupils.

The spirit Ōnoki displayed eased Gato's mental state slightly, though fear still lingered in his eyes.

This young sensory ninja had never experienced war.

"Ordinary ninjas can hardly cause him any trouble. Let us go, Third Tsuchikage." Ganga suggested in a deep voice.

Genin, Chunin, and Jonin—different ranks represented a world of difference in combat power. Oh, and in Konoha, the ranking of combat power was often such that the Genin were the strongest.

Iwagakure's regular troops did not include Jonin. Average individuals certainly could not compare to Iwagakure Ninja in group army operations, but small-unit operations within an army struggled to deal with powerhouses.

To solve this problem, Iwagakure organized powerful individuals like Jonin together to handle issues that ordinary troops could not.

"That guy is strong. Ganga and the others might not be able to take him down. Let me go help as well." Gari said in a deep voice. "As long as I can land one punch on him, I can finish him off."

As a member of Iwagakure's special forces, the Explosion Corps, Gari had a very slender build, yet within that slender frame lay immense power.

The Explosion Corps had always been a precious asset and were not usually assigned to the attrition-based combat plans of surrounding the enemy.

But given Uchiha Yuji's current performance and the display of his power, that strength clearly signaled that it was time for them to move.

Ōnoki nodded slightly. "I'll leave it to you. Ganga, I will support you at the appropriate time."

"Please leave it to us." Ganga, who was a head taller than the floating Ōnoki, looked very reliable.

After Ganga finished responding, Gari dashed toward the battlefield.

His eager demeanor perfectly matched the personality of an Explosion Release ninja. Ganga followed quickly, though his speed was significantly inferior to Gari's.

Iwagakure had participated in many wars, which meant their combat proficiency was not poor. Even these grassroots ninjas usually had one or two signature ninjutsu, making it easy for them to suppress average Konoha civilian Genin.

But clearly, Uchiha Yuji was not an opponent of their level.

With a casual wave, he swatted away an approaching Iwagakure Ninja, his nonchalant manner as if he were strolling through his own garden, comfortably unguarded.

Gari seized this exact moment. His slender frame moved with eerie footwork, weaving rapidly through the crowd, leaving the flow of people behind him as he threw a punch at Uchiha Yuji's back.

Uchiha Yuji suddenly felt a surge of unfamiliar chakra pouring into his body from behind.

However, absolutely nothing happened.

To guard against a Dust Release from Ōnoki, he had kept Zetton ready to absorb energy at all times.

"Explosion Release: Landmine Fist!"

Gari shouted the name of his technique excitedly, but a brief moment later, the Uchiha, into whom he had injected the Explosion Release: Landmine Fist chakra, remained motionless, showing no abnormalities whatsoever.

Gari immediately wanted to retreat.

But a large, fair hand grabbed his throat as the figure twisted at the waist.

Gari increased his speed, but the hand that should have been dodged suddenly surged in speed, precisely locking onto his throat.

Due to the difference in height and arm span, Uchiha Yuji lifted him up effortlessly.

"Do you also wish to dance?"

Gari did not speak, but his eyes were already filled with terror.

He was not some Chunin or Genin; he was the Explosion Release user Gari! An elite Jonin of Iwagakure! Yet his performance on the battlefield was no different from those Chunin and Genin.

It wasn't that he was too weak!

It was that the guy in front of him was simply too strong!

"Nice chakra, nice release technique, and I quite like your eyes, too. I truly enjoy seeing this look in an enemy's eyes." Uchiha Yuji remained as indifferent as ever.

"If I had actually been hit directly, even I would have found it difficult to endure, but your luck was just a little bit off."

With his free hand, Uchiha Yuji used his thumb and index finger to measure out a tiny gap.

"Monster." Gari had never imagined that his sneak attack would end up with such a result.

He was certain that he had poured a massive amount of chakra into the strike, and the power of his Explosion Release had already been unleashed!

Yet, even so, it had failed to affect the other party in the slightest; this was completely beyond the scope of a human being! Not even a Tailed Beast could completely ignore his Explosion Release.

"A fitting title." Uchiha Yuji accepted the label from Gari with composure.

"It just so happens that my Zetton has evolved to a certain degree, so I shall use you to test its edge."

Though the words were spoken plainly, they made Gari's skin crawl, causing every hair on his body to stand on end uncontrollably.

"It is called Explosion Release: Landmine Fist, is it not?"

His right hand tightened slightly.

A roaring explosion erupted from between his fingers, the smoke turning into a mixture of pure white and blood-red, and the hand that had been gripping Gari was quietly lowered.

The blowing wind carried the smoke into the distance, carrying the terror along with it.