Kigen Clan Blood Ninja

Dark Cloud Town, a remote town in the northwest of the Land of Fire.

The town is small and lacks tall buildings, surrounded by a simple wooden fence. Its purpose is merely to guard against the occasional raid by wild beasts; after all, in the wilderness, beasts appear frequently, and if one is not careful, ordinary people can easily become prey.

On the road not far from Dark Cloud Town, a child slowly approaches.

"According to the mission intelligence, he appeared in this area three days ago. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, only Dark Cloud Town is inhabited, providing a place to replenish food and water. Even if he is a Jonin, he still needs to eat. If he wants to escape to the Land of Earth, he must bring enough supplies before setting off."

The child is Uchiha Shin. Two days have passed since he received the mission, and after traveling day and night, he has finally arrived at Dark Cloud Town in the northwest of the Land of Fire.

"Whatever, I'll just go in first."

Shin walks toward the town gate, and upon entering, he looks around.

The environment in the town is not very good; the roads are uneven mud and stone slabs, and the shops on both sides look dilapidated, as if they haven't been repaired in a long time. There aren't many pedestrians either. After all, this is the Warring States period, and with wars raging everywhere, it is already difficult for a border town to maintain even this much.

Of course, Shin does not care about the environment here. His goal is to kill the Blood Ninja, and he will leave soon.

In the center of the town stands a two-story restaurant. Perhaps this is the liveliest place in Dark Cloud Town, filled with the clamor of voices.

Second floor.

Sitting by the window is a burly man dressed in gray, his wild, long hair draped over his shoulders. The knuckles of the hand holding the wine cup are thick and calloused, slightly blackened. As for his face, it has no particular features, though it isn't exactly ugly; unfortunately, a scar running from the corner of his eye to his jaw adds a fierce look. Only his eyes are piercing, scanning the surroundings cautiously.

After eating a few pieces of wild boar meat and drinking a bowl of wine, the burly man turns his head toward a green-clad youth at a nearby table. "Who are you? You seem to have been staring at me for a long time."

The green-clad youth puts down his chopsticks, sizes him up, and says arrogantly, "Are you the Blood Ninja?"

"That's right." The burly man licks his lips.

"It seems my luck is good. Will you commit suicide, or shall I kill you myself? Choose one."

Hearing this, the Blood Ninja bursts into laughter. "You arrogant brat, which clan are you from? I can see you've just reached the level of a Jonin; your strength is decent, but since you've come to seek death yourself, I will grant your wish!"

Formerly a Jonin of the Kigen Clan, he had been on the battlefield and fought against ninjas from various clans of the Warring States period, possessing rich experience. Since being wanted by the Kigen Clan, he has been on the run, and even when blocked by other Jonin seeking the bounty, he has killed them all.

It was only last time that his luck was too poor; he encountered a young Jonin from the Senju Clan who suppressed him in both taijutsu and ninjutsu, nearly killing him completely.

Fortunately, his years of combat experience saved him. At the most dangerous moment, he launched a frantic counterattack, fighting with a desperate, suicidal attitude. That young Senju Jonin, lacking mission experience and fearing he would be heavily injured by a dying struggle, did not want to clash head-on and tried to create distance to finish him with ninjutsu. In the end, he was instead killed by the Blood Ninja's blade. The Blood Ninja himself did not fare well, however, suffering heavy injuries; the scar on his face was left from that time.

The green-clad youth stands up. "The meal is finished, and the wine is drunk. Since you are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless. I forgot to tell you, I am Chiba Tengfei of the Chiba Clan, and I am the one who will kill you."

"Heh heh." The Blood Ninja also stands up, not answering, his eyes fixed intently behind Chiba Tengfei, as if there were someone there he deemed important.

Chiba Tengfei looks puzzled and turns his head slightly to look.

"I just love you ninjas from big clans who think so highly of yourselves; you're just too easy to trick, haha." The Blood Ninja laughs triumphantly, instantly completing his hand seals. Then, he raises his thick-knuckled right hand, wreathed in blood-red light, and strikes toward the turning Chiba Tengfei.

Chiba Tengfei is furious. "Despicable."

He hurriedly gathers his chakra, but it is too late to use ninjutsu, so he uses his clan's taijutsu to strike back with his palm.

BOOM!

A powerful shockwave of chakra sweeps in all directions. The tables and chairs on the second floor are shattered, and some ordinary people who could not dodge in time bleed from their seven orifices, dead beyond saving.

Fortunately, there were not many ordinary people eating here, so the casualties are not too heavy.

After the noise, Chiba Tengfei is blasted out of the second floor, stumbling onto the uneven street, his clothes tattered and his face pale.

The next moment.

The Blood Ninja pursues him, continuing to strike with his palm.

He shouts, "Taijutsu: Slaughtering Origin Blood Hand!"

Blood-colored chakra condenses into a palm print, suppressing Chiba Tengfei, causing his entire body's chakra and blood flow to stagnate, leaving him stunned.

At the critical moment, Chiba Tengfei bites the tip of his tongue, gathers all his chakra into his palms, and meets the attack again. He still has no chance to unleash ninjutsu.

"Taijutsu: Blazing Sun Palm."

Chiba Tengfei stimulates the chakra in his palms, causing them to emit high heat. Everywhere it passes, the air boils violently, like water brought to a boil.

When the blood-colored palm print collides with his palms, the air twists violently. Immediately after, an intense burst of chakra light erupts, attempting to shatter the blood-colored palm print. However, the palm print is incredibly solid and possesses the effect of erasing chakra. As soon as Chiba Tengfei's chakra touches it, it is like spring snow meeting the scorching sun, melting and retreating. In the blink of an eye, thirty percent is erased, and the remaining seventy percent collapses and disintegrates upon contact.

Pfft!

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Chiba Tengfei flies backward in disbelief.

The Blood Ninja would never abandon such a favorable situation. As soon as his feet touch the ground, he chases after him, laughing arrogantly: "This Slaughtering Origin Blood Hand of mine is an A-rank taijutsu specifically designed to break enemy chakra. Besides, you didn't charge up your attack just now; even if it is also an A-rank taijutsu, how much power could you possibly exert? Go to hell."

"Blood Ninja, do you really think I am a fish on a chopping block, waiting for you to slaughter me?" Hearing this, a ferocious look flashes across Chiba Tengfei's face. While flying backward, he forcibly performs hand seals, and streams of chakra surround his body. It is the Chiba Clan's S-rank ninjutsu: Sacrificial Spirit.

"This is our Chiba Clan's forbidden technique. It erupts all the chakra in my body, allowing me to suppress any injury for an hour and return to my peak state. Although the price is that I will be unable to move at all once it ends, I must kill you now!" Chiba Tengfei's eyes are bloodshot, bordering on madness.

At this moment, on the street not far away, the figure of a child slowly approaches. Seeing this situation, he frowns slightly. Someone beat me to it? Shin thinks to himself.