"What a useless bunch. It seems their only purpose is to wear down the stamina of the Konoha and Sunagakure..."
On a high ground not far from the battle area where the Konoha Sunagakure combined forces were fighting, a person dressed Mist Ninja looked down at the situation on the battlefield and grumbled with dissatisfaction.
"With this level of skill, you think you can enter a great ninja village? What a pipe dream!"
From their vantage point, the situation on the battlefield below was crystal clear. The vanguard forces, mainly composed of various organizations and even wandering ninjas, were unable to inflict any substantial damage on the Konoha and Sunagakure ninjas, especially after the fighting transitioned to close combat, where they suffered even more severe defeats...
With the skilled ninja from Sunagakure and Konoha Ninja, there's no need for tactical discussions when facing these guys; just beat them up.
It's not that these guys are really that weak; in fact, those who survived the initial barrage of Ninjutsu are quite individually strong. However, details determine success or failure. In this kind of group combat, their ability is far inferior to that of Konoha and Sunagakure —they're not even in the same league...
"What does it matter? They can't get in anyway."
Looking at the "horrible" scene below, another Mist Ninja grinned. In his opinion, this group of people didn't even qualify to Genin in Kirigakure. Apart from their individual strength, they were utterly trash. They might have been somewhat decent in the Warring States period, but in this era where one country and one village prevail and ninjas have diverse roles, they were lucky to even have enough to eat.
However, since they were ultimately just cannon fodder, the Mist Ninja were willing to be more mindful of their words. Therefore, after a few words, no one commented anymore, and they all watched quietly, waiting for these people to be killed and scattered.
The reason for this is that fighting to the death is something these people would never do. They understand very well that these people are not ninjas trained in the environment of a ninja village; they fight for personal gain, not national interest...
The same situation occurred among the Iwagakure and Kumogakure teams; the teams from the three major villages were all observing coldly, waiting for their opportunity to strike...
Meanwhile, in the open space surrounded by their triangular formation, the one-sided massacre of the enemy by Konoha and Sunagakure continued.
In order to conserve Chakra, after the initial barrage of Ninjutsu, the ninjas from the two villages did not unleash any more large-scale Ninjutsu attacks.
"Whoosh..."
Qi lowered his head, and a Kunai flew right over his head.
However, since he didn't need to conserve Chakra in this kind of battle, he turned around and conjured an ice snake, binding the enemy ninjas who had just thrown Shuriken him tightly. While absorbing their Chakra, he used Earth Release to stuff them all into the ground beneath his feet and make them eat mud.
"This is really a useful thing..."
Beside him, someone muttered a hint of envy, Obito Uchiha immediately displayed the Uchiha's Shuriken -fighting prowess. With a whirlwind, he caught several Shuriken thrown by the enemy, the entire process seamless. In the blink of an eye, he had returned the favor by throwing back twice as many Shuriken...
As for Kakashi, he didn't have time to chat with those two. He kept waving his White Fang Short Blade, punching, kicking, and digging with electricity, and had already taken down a group of people.
In the original work, after developing Chidori, due to the immense physical burden of the Sharingan, he never made any improvements beyond simplifying the hand seals. Now, however, free from this burden, he has already begun modifying the form of Chidori, combining it with his Taijutsu. Although it is still in its rudimentary stage, its future power is already foreseeable...
After the battle reached a point of contact, due to the enemy's numerical advantage, even the young ninjas from Konoha and Sunagakure who were Jonin joined the fight. After all, it was best to share the stamina expenditure; otherwise, if the people from the three major villages joined in, it would definitely be disadvantageous for the experts from Konoha and Sunagakure.
Of course, Qi felt the least pressured; he was least afraid of exhaustion... After fainting once during the conference, he now had a better understanding of alien energy and stronger control over it.
Therefore, while everyone else was trying to conserve Chakra, he was recklessly using Ninjutsu...
"Hey, are you sure you're not using it like that? We're facing a formidable enemy later."
Suddenly, a voice came from the side. Qi turned around and saw that it was the Sunagakure Ninja named Yakushi Yu. This kid was actually alone.
"What does that have to do with me? Strong enemies are for strong people to deal with."
Qi was amused. He could tell that the guy in front of him was having a great time. After all, he was a specialist in using poison, and on the competition field, he was actually in a similar situation to Qi, probably not even able to use five-tenths of his strength.
"But you, using poison like that, aren't you afraid you'll run out later?"
Before Qi could finish speaking, he saw several enemy ninjas opposite the Yakushi Yu suddenly appear drunk, their faces flushed, and they collapsed to the ground...
"Don't confuse us with the pharmacists of Konoha. The poison techniques of us Sunagakure pharmacists are not that simple."
The Yakushi Yu had just knocked out several people, had a nonchalant expression on his face.
"Your pharmacists are good at detoxifying, but when it comes to poison skills, they're third-rate."
"Is this what you call complaining? You've got the wrong person in mind. Your pharmacist is up ahead..."
Qi was somewhat speechless. He waved his hand, and an ice wall rose from the ground, protecting his companion and blocking the enemy's Explosive Tag.
"My surname isn't Pharmacist..."
"I didn't expect you to be a pharmacist anyway. You're obviously not cut out for drugs. Hmm, you're Teacher Tsang Yeh's. He's got a lot of bad ideas, he's toxic enough without needing any medicine."
Yakushi Yu chuckled. The ice wall had just crumbled when he stepped forward and charged ahead. Before the people opposite could even make a move, he puffed out his cheeks and blew out a large cloud of black mist in the form of Wind Release, which swept towards the group.
Normally, anyone who saw this mass would know it was no good. The ninjas wanted to dodge, but the black mist was moving too fast, so they had no choice but to hold their breath...
"A few unlucky guys..."
Qi Yi, watching from a distance, slapped his forehead. Based on his previous understanding of the Yakushi Yu, anything with color didn't rely on the other person's breathing to exert its poison attack...
Sure enough, less than a second later, screams of agony came from within the black mist!
When the black mist dissipated, all that could be seen on the ground was rotting flesh reeking of decay... and a pile of clean, white skeletons, as if they had just been butchered by the best chef, so clean that not a single trace of blood could be found...