Vacuum Serial Waves

Dazzling cyan-white light permeated the sky, accompanied by an ear-piercing, grating sound from all directions.

The sensation was akin to someone constantly dragging their fingernails across a chalkboard right beside your ear.

Just listening to it made one's chest and abdomen churn, even inducing a nauseating urge to vomit.

The cyan-white light grew increasingly intense as streaks of peerlessly sharp wind blades rapidly took shape, yet they remained confined within a tiny, restricted area.

The figure of Kazama Heitetsu became increasingly blurred, and his hands began to tremble.

Intense chakra fluctuations swirled around the area, causing countless beasts beneath the earth to scatter and flee in panic.

Kazama Heitetsu gritted his teeth; having created so many wind blades in one breath, he could no longer clearly see Gong Yi's location, but he could sense that Gong Yi was trapped within the snare he had laid.

Vacuum Serial Waves was a Ninjutsu created by the Second Kazekage, one that approached S-rank in power.

It was a combination Ninjutsu formed from a single elemental nature!

Each wind blade was comparable to a C-rank Wind Style Ninjutsu.

Constructing the Vacuum Serial Waves required ninety-nine wind blades.

Furthermore, these ninety-nine wind blades had to be compressed into the smallest possible space.

The difficulty of this was extremely high!

First was the massive amount of chakra required; aside from those at the elite Jonin level or above, it was nearly impossible for anyone to output such a volume of chakra.

Second was the need for pinpoint chakra control!

Because they had to be compressed into a very small area without allowing the wind blades to touch one another—as contact would likely cause a backlash and lead to chaos.

The wind blades were arranged in formation, much like an army's phalanx, delivering wave after wave of destructive strikes when unleashed.

With the superior cutting ability of Wind Style, almost no Ninjutsu could defend against it.

Finally, it required the assistance of a trap.

This last point was, in fact, the reason why this Ninjutsu could not be classified as S-rank.

Vacuum Serial Waves could not track enemies; it could only bombard a fixed point, making it easy for enemies to dodge, hence the need for traps to control them.

There were rarely opportunities to calmly set up traps to prevent an enemy from escaping.

In other words, while this Ninjutsu possessed immense power, it was very difficult to land a hit.

Could a Ninjutsu that couldn't hit its target truly be called S-rank?

Kazama Heitetsu gritted his teeth, sustaining the formation of the final two wind blades!

Fortunately, he had secretly laid a trap while talking to that brat earlier, otherwise, this effort would have been in vain.

Thinking of this, he grew furious once more.

Shaquan was his most valued subordinate, not because Shaquan was incredibly powerful.

It was primarily because Shaquan's use of Earth Style was highly compatible with his own.

Techniques such as Sand Binding Coffin, as well as Shaquan's self-created Shaquan Great Funeral, both possessed binding effects.

Whenever he went out on missions and encountered difficulties, Kazama Heitetsu would always bring Shaquan along.

That was the reason.

With Shaquan's assistance, he feared almost no one, save for Kage-level powerhouses and those few legendary existences.

Kazama Heitetsu glanced downward, filled with hatred.

He was just an inexperienced brat, still putting up a futile struggle; since that was the case, then go to hell!

Vacuum, Serial Waves!

The humming wind blades, like an unstoppable cavalry, charged toward the person below in successive waves.

Within that cyan-white torrent, the world itself seemed to fall silent.

Earth Style, Earth Style Wall!

An irregular, ugly wall appeared before Gong Yi, angled upward.

Gong Yi did not stop; chakra surged as he released another Ninjutsu.

Earth Style, Earth Style Wall!

Earth Style, Earth Style Wall!

One, two, three... twenty-seven... thirty-six!

Looking up at the light whistling down from the sky, Gong Yi's spirit wavered.

Is this the power of a high-level Ninjutsu?

But he would not yield!

His trump card had remained unrevealed until this very moment!

He could no longer release any more Earth Style Walls; his chakra control was strong, but he could currently only maintain thirty-six Earth Style Walls.

Standing before the final Earth Style Wall, Gong Yi unleashed his last two Ninjutsu.

Water Style: Water Formation Wall!

Earth Style.

Kazama Heitetsu could no longer see Gong Yi, as his vision was entirely blocked by those thick, unsightly earthen walls.

Though they were ugly, Kazama Heitetsu dared not underestimate the brat in the slightest.

To be able to manifest dozens of Earth Style Wall barriers in one breath—the sheer terror of his chakra was evident!

Furthermore, there had been a faint blue shimmer at the end; that appeared to be Water Style.

They had not yet left the border of the Land of Rain, so water was abundant; it was only natural he could utilize such Ninjutsu.

However, this brat had already used Fire Style, Earth Style, and now Water Style, not to mention that frightening shurikenjutsu.

Kazama Heitetsu shook his head. No, I can no longer call him a brat.

After all, his strength was already enough to make the vast majority of ordinary Jonin shrink back in hesitation!

It was just a pity that he did not know his name.

Kazama Heitetsu sighed, looking toward that spot with anticipation, waiting for the scene he had envisioned.

If he did not intend to kill this youth with absolute certainty, he might have tangled with him for a while longer, but he could not afford to wait.

His subordinates did not recognize the other two Konoha ninja, and it would be easy for them to escape.

If the youth before him had already shared the intelligence with them, it would be troublesome.

He would finish this quickly, then take a detour to intercept them at the Land of Fire border checkpoint; that way, he could resolve everything in one fell swoop!

As for the battle at hand, in his eyes, the outcome had already been decided!