The other two clones had also exchanged blows with Juzo and Raiga. The two sides had already fought hundreds of rounds, yet the outcome remained undecided.
However, in terms of terrain, Mirai was still at a disadvantage. After all, the enemy could move freely through the thick mist, while he could only rely on his sharp perception to deal with them.
Fortunately, the enemy was still fighting alone. If the three of them worked together, handling them by himself would be far too much... Damn this mist...
As Mirai worried, the mist before him suddenly began to thin. The white fog seemed to be flowing in a single direction.
"Hm? What's going on? It seems the effect of this technique is weakening. Is the enemy running out of chakra? Or..."
Mirai was not the only one surprised; the other three were as well. They had not weakened or dispelled the technique's range, yet the Hidden Mist Jutsu they had cast was indeed rapidly vanishing.
"What are you doing? Juzo, Raiga, why did you stop the Hidden Mist Jutsu?" Suikazan Fuguki made a hand sign and leaped out of the circle as he questioned them.
Juzo and Raiga were equally baffled. After fighting Mirai's two clones for several rounds, they too made a misstep and jumped out of the circle.
As the two sides faced off, the mist before them had basically disappeared. No matter how Raiga and Juzo used the Hidden Mist Jutsu, after a while, the fog would clear up again as before.
"Hey, hey, hey! What the hell is going on? The Hidden Mist Jutsu can only be blown away by Wind Style ninjutsu of sufficient level, but I didn't see any Wind Style..."
Suikazan Fuguki frowned. "Juzo, look carefully. It isn't Wind Style... it's that red-haired kid...