Killing Jonin with Madara

Crows filled the sky, fluttering about before coalescing into the figure of Shin in the distance, who watched the Hyuga Jonin with a calm expression.

What kind of ninjutsu was that? Shinjutsu? A clone technique?

Looking at the crow feathers drifting down before him, the Hyuga Jonin could not help but be stunned. He had been on missions for many years and had crossed blades with ninjas from various clans, yet this was his first time witnessing such a bizarre technique.

"Does our Uchiha Clan possess such a ninjutsu?" Uchiha Madara was also slightly dazed. He realized he was finding it increasingly difficult to see through his cousin. He had assumed he was hiding his own strength and was firmly the top expert of the new generation, but now it seemed his cousin was truly unfathomable.

"Madara, don't just stand there! Let's take him down together!"

After Shin materialized, he instantly formed hand seals, opening with a B-rank ninjutsu: "Fire Style: Fire Flame Slash!"

A massive greatsword condensed from chakra flames slashed straight down, tearing a large section of the conference hall's roof off amidst a thunderous roar.

"When fighting the Hyuga, don't engage them in taijutsu; use long-range Fire Style to kite them!" Shin roared. Seeing the opponent leap high into the air, he locked his Sharingan onto the man's movements and finished another set of hand seals: "Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"

"Avoiding melee? Naive..." The Hyuga Jonin sneered. While in mid-air, he suddenly accelerated, turning into several afterimages to dodge the Fireball Jutsu while simultaneously closing the distance to Shin. By the time Shin noticed, the narrow katana was already inches from his neck; the blade hadn't arrived yet, but the wind from it had already carved a bloodstain into his skin.

Clang!

At the critical moment, a long blade appeared out of thin air, intercepting the lethal strike. Uchiha Madara had arrived.

Despite never having coordinated before, the two displayed an uncanny tacit understanding. The moment Madara blocked the katana, Shin ducked and lunged at the opponent, his left hand behind his back while his right hand produced a kunai in a reverse grip, stabbing straight for the man's throat.

"Hmph!" The Hyuga Jonin let out a cold snort, exerting force to knock Uchiha Madara back before immediately swinging his blade to pierce Shin's back. The sword ran through the body, but there was no sensation of hitting flesh. With a pop and a puff of white smoke, Shin's body turned into a log.

Substitution Technique? When did he form the seals?

The thought flashed through his mind, but there was no time to dwell on it. Shin's figure had already appeared behind him, kunai in hand, stabbing toward his heart with extreme speed. At the same time, not far away, Uchiha Madara finished his hand seals: "Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"

Besieged from front and back, the Hyuga Jonin suddenly began to spin: "Rotation!" A massive circular chakra barrier manifested. Shin let out a muffled grunt as he was sent flying, and the Fireball Jutsu was likewise neutralized upon impact.

"He's quite strong; he's on a completely different level from a Special Jonin." Glancing at Uchiha Madara, who had come to his side, Shin remarked with a hint of emotion. If he hadn't pulled back quickly when he sensed the situation turning, he would have slammed right into the Rotation, and it wouldn't have been as simple as just being knocked away. In that situation, even if he had activated the Crow Clone, he would have at least sustained minor injuries.

"No kidding. Otherwise, how could he have pushed me to this extent? But this is what makes it challenging." Madara grinned, the fighting spirit in his eyes intensifying.

The chakra glow of the Rotation gradually faded, revealing the Hyuga Jonin once more. However, his breathing was noticeably more ragged than before; clearly, the successive attacks from Madara and Shin had put him under pressure.

"Kid, tell me, when did you form the seals for that Substitution Technique? With your level of strength, you shouldn't be capable of performing it without seals," the Hyuga Jonin asked.

Shin sneered, ready to retort—no fool would reveal their trump card in the middle of a fight. To his surprise, Uchiha Madara spoke first.

He said with a hint of boastfulness: "The Hyuga Clan is truly ignorant, as expected of a low-tier clan. This is a one-handed seal technique created by my cousin. He is the only one in the entire Uchiha Clan who can use it. It's not too late for you to commit suicide now."

Shin stared blankly at Madara, roaring internally: You did that on purpose, didn't you? You're definitely doing this on purpose! You're getting back at me for making you tank those extra five minutes and those six Explosive Tags, aren't you? It has to be that, otherwise, why would you sell out your teammate like this?

"One-handed seals, I truly didn't expect that!" The Hyuga Jonin nodded, then turned into a puff of white smoke with a pop, reappearing behind the two.

"Pity you're still too green! You didn't even notice such a simple clone technique! Shintle Fist: Twin Wolf Roar!" Two wolf-shaped fist energies roared toward them. At this distance, there was no room to dodge.

"Tch! Who's the one who's too green?"

Shin and Madara both wore a trace of mockery on their lips as their bodies simultaneously turned into logs. Each log had an Explosive Tag attached, which detonated the moment the fists made contact.

That wasn't all. The instant the Explosive Tags detonated, threads of chakra as thin as silk appeared. Shin and Madara emerged from the left and right, simultaneously tightening the chakra threads in their hands, binding the opponent almost instantly and sealing any possibility of him using Rotation.

"Fire Style: Fire Dragon Jutsu!"

The flames followed the threads, burning straight toward the center, vowing to reduce the bound Jonin to ash.

"These two brats... are they really just children?" A sweetness rose in his throat as a trace of blood spilled from his lips. Because he couldn't use Rotation, he couldn't avoid the damage from the Explosive Tags, and combined with the rapidly approaching heat, he finally felt a sense of crisis.

"Hah!" With a sharp cry, the Hyuga Jonin no longer dared to underestimate them. He released his chakra, first snapping the threads binding him, then instantly using the Body Flicker Technique to escape.

Shin and Madara felt their hands go light and knew the opponent had escaped. They focused their minds, their Sharingan searching everywhere.

"Madara, he's on your side!"

Shin's Sharingan had reached the three-tomoe level, giving him an observational ability two grades higher than Madara's, so he quickly shouted a warning.

The moment Shin spoke, Madara instinctively swung his blade to the left. A massive recoil hit him, sending him flying. He was left exposed in mid-air, and the web between his thumb and forefinger, already split, tore further, adding a new streak of blood.

"One down! Eight Trigrams Lion King Fist!" The Hyuga Jonin threw a punch, his chakra condensed to the limit, forming a roaring lion that lunged to devour Uchiha Madara. Suspended in mid-air, Madara had no way to dodge.

"That's an A-rank ninjutsu, damn it!" Shin shouted in anger, but because the distance was too great, he couldn't reach him in time to help.

"A-rank ninjutsu, is it? I can do that too!" In mid-air, Madara's hands instantly performed a complex set of seals: "Fire Style: Dragon Flame Song!"

With a dragon's roar, three fire dragons appeared and met the lion's head. Amidst a violent crash, the fire dragons actually suppressed their opponent; one collided with the lion, while the other two roared toward the Hyuga Jonin.

Having someone like this as a teammate is sometimes quite reassuring. Good opportunity! Shin thought to himself. He rushed forward, the tomoe in his Sharingan spinning frantically. A wave of stinging pain shot through his eyes; his genjutsu was ready to be released. He had decided to seize this chance to finish the opponent off once and for all.