"Then let's give it a try!" Temple neither agreed nor disagreed. He knew Mirai was good, but he also felt that Mirai was somewhat arrogant.
Sai.
Terai called out, but Sai did not answer. However, a brush had already appeared in his hand. He unfurled a scroll and began drawing on it. From the look of it, it was a tiger.
The seal was stamped, and the tiger glared menacingly?
Mirai frowned. Was Sai trying to seal him?
Shaking his head, he began pouring spiritual power into the Divine Wind Sword.
Mirai suddenly unleashed his spiritual power, immediately forming a small energy field. The energy stirred up a whirlwind, blowing the leaves on the ground and the hair of Rock Lee, who was sitting on the ground.
The Divine Wind Sword was like a bottomless pit, swallowing a massive amount of spiritual power without showing any sign of overload. It trembled continuously, as though it still was not satisfied.
"This... this chakra fluctuation..." Rock Lee stared at Mirai, his eyes filled with disbelief. The quality and strength of this chakra were greater than those of some elites he had encountered.
Moreover, this powerful chakra blended perfectly with the strange sword in Mirai's hand. Though it had not moved, it carried an aura that seemed capable of "cutting through everything."
Rock Lee found it somewhat difficult to breathe. Looking at Mirai's confident smile, he seemed to lose his bearings.
Although Mirai had only just conjured a strange-looking sword and spoken so domineeringly, Rock Lee had already felt that Mirai was far stronger than he had imagined.
Yet now, the aura Mirai displayed was far more powerful than Rock Lee had expected.
"How is that possible..." If Rock Lee was merely surprised, then Haruki Murakami was utterly shocked upon seeing Mirai's power.