"Kid! You managed to kill three of my subordinates. You've got some skill!"
Watching Lin Cheng dodge, Luyuwan lifted his chin and looked down at him.
"Hmph! Those three were just too weak to take a hit!"
Seeing the smug look on the other man's face, Lin Cheng curled his lip and replied disdainfully.
"Is that so? Well, this is where it ends!
I'll finish you with my next move!
Hidden Mist Technique!"
As Luyuwan, a Mist Village Chunin, finished speaking, thick fog instantly rose all around them.
"This is... the Mist Village's signature ninjutsu, the Hidden Mist Technique?!"
Seeing the fog suddenly rise around him, Lin Cheng, who had stood his ground, immediately sounded surprised.
"That's right! Kid, let Lord Luyuwan send you to join your long-dead parents!
Your whole family should consider it an honor to die at the hands of Lord Luyuwan!
If you have anyone to blame, blame the fact that you belong to the Yuki Clan, with its power of blood sacrifice!
Take your resentment and hatred to hell and blame your clansmen!"
Amid the thick fog, Luyuwan appeared behind Lin Cheng at some point and leaped high into the air.
He swung his ninja sword down in a vicious horizontal slash, intent on cleaving Lin Cheng in two.
"Your whole family? Then you deserve to die even more! Because hell is where you belong!!"
The feigned surprise instantly turned to fury. Lin Cheng lunged forward and darted away.
At the same time, he whipped back his right hand, which gripped a kunai, and sent it flying.
Using the thick fog for cover—and taking advantage of the moment Luyuwan couldn't change direction—Lin Cheng's strike pierced straight through Luyuwan's throat!
"Guh... guh..."
His eyes held a trace of longing, a trace of terror, and a trace of regret. Luyuwan, a Mist Village Chunin, was dead!
Thud!
As Luyuwan's corpse hit the ground, the thick fog slowly dissipated.
Ding! Congratulations, host. You have completed the mission "Kill the Mist Village Chunin Luyuwan"! Reward: Total chakra doubled!
Feeling the chakra that had been nearly depleted now fill his body—and noticing that he had twice as much as before—
Lin Cheng looked at Luyuwan's corpse on the ground, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Hmph! Even if you only killed the original owners of this body—my parents—you still deserved to die!"
Ding! Information gathering complete! The target has no ninjutsu the host does not know.
"...System! If you can't find any new ninjutsu, don't tell me about it! It's annoying!"
Veins bulging on his forehead, Lin Cheng gritted his teeth as he gave the system his order.
"Ding! Understood!"
Damn the Bloody Mist Policy! Damn Uchiha Madara! I, Lin Cheng, will remember this grudge!
After muttering to himself, Lin Cheng bent down and began patting Luyuwan's body.
"Even if I didn't get a new ninjutsu, he should at least have something to eat, right? I'm starving..."
As he spoke, his two small hands groped all over the dead man's body without the slightest regard for his feelings.
There has to be food on him! I'm starving! Hm? Oh no!
Sensing an inexplicable danger surge through his mind, Lin Cheng didn't dare hesitate.
He immediately threw himself to the side, without a second thought.
Boom!
The powerful explosion caught Lin Cheng as he tried to dodge.
Poor Lin Cheng was instantly hurled away by the sudden attack.
When he hit the ground again, he looked like he was on his last legs.
The next moment, the seemingly helpless Lin Cheng twisted and turned into a puddle of water.
"Damn it! Good thing I remembered that a ninja's corpse might be booby-trapped!
If I'd let my guard down, I'd have been killed!"
Lin Cheng walked over from nearby, still shaken, and patted his chest.
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