Yang Xing's Fighting Spirit

The boy's eyes were filled with fear as he let out that scream.

"Then what are you doing here in such high spirits? You just take one look and run away, leaving Sister Hong all alone to die?" Yang Xing frowned and shouted, causing Asuma's expression to change.

"I, I..." Faced with Yang Xing's words, Asuma couldn't utter a single word, and lowered his head, showing no sign of strength whatsoever.

It's rare that Asuma, who is usually so mischievous, can be subdued by Yang Xing.

"Damn it, you think you can join the Starlight Group and become an outstanding leader?" Clearly, Yang Xing wasn't going to give up so easily. He raised his hand, pointed directly at the boy in front of him, and said bluntly, "Let me tell you clearly, don't even dream about it."

Asuma was indignant. His resentment surged forth as he stared directly at Yang Xing: "I will become stronger. One day I will become stronger, and then..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Xing rudely interrupted him, "Oh, so you're like this now, ignoring your own teammates, and you're a girl, only caring about yourself when danger comes and letting others die for you, and you think you'll become strong? Don't make me laugh out loud."

"I know I was wrong, okay?" Asuma gritted her teeth, her face showing a hint of guilt. "My mind just went blank, and I didn't know anything."

"Enough, I don't want to hear your excuses." Yang Xing didn't want to listen anymore either. Sensing someone approaching from behind, he frowned and said, "I'm giving you a task now. If you fail, don't even think about going back later."

"Sister Hong is in your hands now, the old man is coming." She turned around, leaped, and reached the top of the tree branch.

"Hey, you really want to fight that kind of perverted old man?"

Asuma watched Yang Xing form hand seals, preparing to unleash Ninjutsu, and he was filled with confusion and worry.

He hadn't seen the Tsuchikage before, so he didn't understand the Tsuchikage's power. But now that he had witnessed the Particle Style: Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique firsthand, he finally understood why his father, the Third Hokage, had been so troubled by the Rock Ninja's attack these past few days.

They also realized just how terrifying Yang Xing, who was able to defeat the Tsuchikage, truly was.

"That's obvious. You take Sister Hong and get back somewhere far away, preferably a mile away." Yang Xing's eyes revealed a confidence that Asuma had never seen before. "I can severely injure that old man once, and I can severely injure him a second time. Last time this guy escaped, but this time it won't be so simple."

Faced with Yang Xing's confident expression, Asuma had nothing to say. All he could do now was rely entirely on the ideas that Yang Xing had given him.

Be careful!

Take Hong away from here, protect her well, and make up for her past mistakes.

As Kurenai Yuhi walked away, her eyes were fixed on Yang Xing. His figure loomed larger in her eyes, and Kurenai's eyes were filled with gratitude and deep respect.

Yang Xing's ability to stand before the Tsuchikage and greet a Kage -Kage Level figure with such grace is enough to earn the respect of everyone in the village and the admiration of all the girls.

She suddenly realized that it was an honor to be liked by such a remarkable person as Yang Xing.

At this moment, being unable to help Yang Xing also made Kurenai Yuhi's face darken, and her departing gaze was full of deep worry.

Despite their many thoughts, they didn't stop moving; in less than a few seconds, the two disappeared from sight.

Once the two figures were out of sight, Yang Xing's session ended.

Those eyes jolted, and the temporarily closed Three-Tomoe Sharingan reactivated.

The view was completely clear, and Ōnoki's figure was right in front of him, his arms outstretched as if he were preparing to unleash a wide-range barrier Ninjutsu.

This amount of Chakra is not something you'd expect from an ordinary S-rank Ninjutsu.

The silent and deadly destructive power of Dust Release is something that no Kage Level or Jonin can afford to underestimate.

It's obvious that this old man is in a very serious situation right now.

But what does such a thing matter, and what does it have to do with Yang Xing?

Ōnoki has a bad temper, but does that mean he has a very good temper?

Faced with the opponent's wide-range S-rank Ninjutsu, Yang Xing did not dodge, but instead charged straight up like a sharp arrow.

"Urgent mission: Battle against the Third Tsuchikage. A rating and reward will be given based on the outcome. 0 mission attempts remaining."

"Water Clone Technique"

"Old man, you chased me quite a bit, didn't you? I'm here now, and I'm going to see who dies here today."

"Kid, you're the most arrogant brat I've ever met, even more arrogant than that Minato kid." Ōnoki's eyes widened, his head practically steaming from Yang Xing's words.

"The Clone Continuous Chidori Technique!"

Whew!

Unfortunately, Ōnoki's Light-Weight Rock Technique was indeed remarkable; as it floated in the sky, it easily dodged the Yang Xing's Chidori.

Although he dodged the Ninjutsu, his own Ninjutsu was interrupted.

"Kid, with your level, you can't even touch me. You might as well just die." With a wave of his hands, Ōnoki used a Ninjutsu to create a cube-shaped barrier that enveloped several of Yang Xing's clones.

The several clones instantly transformed into water droplets.

Having succeeded in one move, Ōnoki smiled smugly, glancing at Yang Xing with an air of complete disregard.

No, he's the Third Hokage Tsuchikage. In a head-on fight, even if he's afraid of Minato, he wouldn't be afraid of such a little brat.

He knew this guy was Minato's disciple, but compared to him, a Kage Level figure, how did that compare?

This brat is not even worthy of his attention. If it weren't for his carelessness last time, he would have killed this brat long ago.

Yang Xing understood very well that Ōnoki was floating in the air, and he couldn't fly himself, nor did he have a summoning beast as a means of flight, it would be very difficult to hit him.

The Chidori Current has a wide range and is only Jonin. Ōnoki, who can fly high into the sky, would only waste his Chakra if he were on guard.

There's only one way to defeat this guy.

Lightning Release: Chidori!

"I told you, it's useless. No matter how many of these Ninjutsu you use, it's all for naught if you can't hit me in the end." Ōnoki's eyes were filled with disdain as he stared intently at Yang Xing: "Why don't you try that super S-rank Ninjutsu you used last time? I'd really like to see it again."

Without saying a word, Yang Xing charged forward, but instead of attacking Tsuchikage, he crashed into a large tree in front of Ōnoki.

Bump!

The tree was split in two, and Yang Xing's Chidori passed right through it without any resistance whatsoever.

"Kid, what the hell are you trying to do?" Ōnoki frowned, noticing Yang Xing's actions, and found it laughable. "Are you crazy? Where are you putting that?"

Yang Xing remained silent, then used incredible speed to smash Chidori into another large tree not far away Chidori shot straight up and split the tree apart once again.

One, two, three, countless trees slowly fell down.

"Are you even listening to me? Fine, I'll see..." Ōnoki had reached his limit. Having been ignored all along, he didn't want to say anything more.

Although he was somewhat concerned about Yang Xing's super S-rank Ninjutsu, right now he wanted to teach this brat a lesson. He raised his hands, intending to unleash Ninjutsu, but a large tree came crashing down, almost hitting him and interrupting his Ninjutsu release once again.

Boom!

The big tree fell to the ground.

The earth trembled, and the entire ground shook.