With the order given, the Root ninja charged straight at Naruto Uzumaki. Six of them leaped into the air at once, flinging a dense barrage of shuriken at him.
"So we're doing this after all." Naruto sighed helplessly, but his gaze sharpened in an instant. In that case, he would take them all down as quickly as possible.
His body moved in a flash, like a Yellow Flash within the cramped space. The ten ninja at the front groaned simultaneously as they felt heavy impacts strike their bodies, then crashed straight to the ground.
"How is that possible?" Root's Elite Jonin cried out. He could not even catch a glimpse of his opponent's figure.
"Is that the Flying Thunder God Technique? But why didn't I see any formula on a Kunai?" Faced with such an attack, the first thing that came to mind was the Fourth Hokage's signature ninjutsu.
But Naruto gave him no time to think. At least two Root ninja fell every second. Whether Chunin or Jonin, none of them could last even a second against Naruto.
Dozens of ninja were all brought down in roughly thirty seconds. Root's Elite Jonin gritted his teeth and exchanged looks with his other two teammates. They were Elite Jonin as well.
Without another word, their years of teamwork allowed them to charge Naruto at the same time. They now understood that they had underestimated this five-year-old child, but at this point, they had no choice but to stop him.
The Elite Jonin were indeed quite capable, and Naruto did not evade them, allowing the three to surround him.
But then they were met by a storm of attacks. Golden arms emerged from Naruto's body, turning into countless pillars of light as they struck at the three men.
Evading, attacking... the three