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Why was this guy's name so long?

While Kaguya Taiga was still pondering this question, Rasa had already made his move.

He took a step and appeared before Kaguya Taiga. Gripping his sword in one hand, he murmured, "Hiten Mitsurugi Style: Dragon Nest Flash."

In truth, he was just manipulating electromagnetic force to draw his sword and slash at his opponent at incredible speed. He'd made up the move's name on the spot.

A flash of cold steel streaked past, brilliant to the extreme. It snapped Kaguya Taiga out of his thoughts, and the light reflecting off the blade briefly dazzled him.

Drawing on his chakra, Kaguya Taiga used Shikotsumyaku. Several ghastly white bones burst from his body, blocking the path of the long blade.

Another flourish of the blade bloomed—dazzling and dangerous.

The bones were severed cleanly, and Kaguya Taiga used the opening to retreat several steps. He swept a hand through the air. "Attack!"

Rasa frowned slightly. Getting mobbed was inevitable. Even if he didn't want to reveal his identity, dealing with this rabble would take no time at all. Easy.

What truly displeased him was that after his accelerated blade cut through several of the bones created by Shikotsumyaku, its momentum had dropped sharply. He hadn't killed Kaguya Taiga on the spot.

So Shikotsumyaku really is something. No wonder Kimimaro could go toe-to-toe with my deadbeat son.

"Water Release: Water Wave!"

"Water Release: Water Whip!"

The Kirigakure shinobi behind Kaguya Taiga rushed in all at once. Some used Water Release, while others threw shuriken and kunai. Their teamwork wasn't flawless, but it was decent enough.

All kinds of Water Release techniques and ninja tools surged toward Rasa like a vast net.

Kaguya Taiga curled his lips into a sneer. The samurai of the Land of Iron were always going on about the spirit of the samurai and one-on-one duels. What a joke. Were shinobi and samurai even the same?

With more than ten Chunin and himself, an elite Jonin, they could hold their own against even a Kage Level powerhouse—let alone Mifune.

This swordsman really can't read the situation. He'll die for nothing.

"Hiten Mitsurugi Style: Nine-Headed Dragon Flash."

Rasa remained calm and unruffled. The long sword in his hand shimmered faintly with electricity as he slashed rapidly in several directions around him.

In truth, he was simply increasing his electromagnetic output to make the blade move even faster.

The instant several Water Waves touched the blade, streaks of lightning appeared within them. Then they burst apart with a roar.

"Impossible! How can anyone cut water apart with a sword?" a Kirigakure shinobi cried.

"Others can't do it because their swords aren't strong enough.

"But I've become a god among swordsmen—in short, the Sword God."

Rasa shamelessly struck a pose. In reality, the instant his blade touched the Water Wave, he'd used electromagnetic induction to convert electrical energy into heat, vaporizing the water along the blade's path.

After the Water Waves came several whips of water, already closing in.

Rasa guided his sword through a strange arc, winding several water whips around the blade at once. Then he abruptly lifted his head and looked ahead with utter indifference.

The shinobi holding the water whips felt as if they'd been struck by lightning. Intimidated by that all-seeing gaze, they released their whips and trembled from head to toe.

Kaguya Taiga couldn't help but be startled. This man's killing intent is terrifying!

He'd always heard that some samurai and shinobi who had killed countless people could cultivate an imposing presence. A single look from them could intimidate their enemies, making them feel as though they'd been shocked.

Several of his subordinates had been intimidated in an instant, yet he couldn't sense any killing intent in the man's gaze. What did that mean?

It meant the swordsman before him was a true master among masters, able to control his killing intent at will. He might even be stronger than the legendary White Fang of the Leaf, Hatake Sakumo!

Kaguya Taiga felt a little afraid, but he felt even more eager to fight. The Kaguya Clan was known for its love of battle!

In reality, Kaguya Taiga was reading far too much into it. Rasa's ability was electromagnetic force, and he controlled metal by making use of the principle that electricity could create magnetism.

But electromagnetic force was his true specialty. He'd simply coated his blade in electricity, and those shinobi who'd felt as if they'd been struck by lightning had, in fact, been struck by lightning.

What happened next left the Kirigakure shinobi even more shocked.

Right behind the water whips, a volley of ninja tools flew toward Rasa, aimed at the joints and vital points throughout his body.

In their eyes, Rasa had slashed in several directions at lightning speed. His joints should have been under tremendous strain, leaving him unable to perform such precise swordsmanship again.

But Rasa defied all their expectations. As if his wrist joint didn't belong to him, he swung his long sword again and again, knocking several shuriken out of the air.

The shuriken flew off and struck other kunai and shuriken. A flashy chain reaction of clanging metal followed, and at the end of it, every ninja tool came hurtling back toward the Kirigakure shinobi.

They flew faster, with even greater force. Several shinobi hadn't anticipated this and couldn't dodge in time. Some had their throats slashed by shuriken; others had kunai driven through their hearts.

Flowers of blood bloomed, bewitching and tragic—the red spider lilies were in bloom.

Before they knew it, everyone's back, Kaguya Taiga included, was soaked with cold sweat.

How long had it taken for them to attack and Rasa to break through their assault? Perhaps less than two seconds.

In those two seconds, Rasa had struck more than a dozen times. Every slash was perfectly timed, every one utterly inconceivable.

They knew what they were doing. To kill more efficiently, they had to understand the human body.

No one else could have performed such swordsmanship in two seconds. It was simple: the arms and wrists couldn't withstand that much strain.

But what shocked them most was that Rasa had only swung his sword a few times, yet the ninja tools they'd thrown had ricocheted off one another and ended up killing their owners.

What did that mean?

It meant that Rasa's swordsmanship was godlike, and he also possessed a level of calculation unmatched in the Shinobi World. In an instant, he'd calculated the points of impact and the trajectories the ninja tools would take afterward.

"That's not a sword technique a human could use... A demon... a demon god..."

One Kirigakure shinobi, whose resolve was less firm than the rest, was the first to buckle under the pressure. His legs began to shake as he stammered in terror.

"N-no... not a demon god... the Sword God... a god among swordsmen, just as his name says..." another shinobi corrected him.

The dream Ringo Ameyuri had only just formed had barely begun to blossom before it was crushed. Then a new dream took its place.

So you don't need the Seven Ninja Swordsmen at all. Just pure swordsmanship, pure blade technique, can achieve this level.

Coach, I want to learn that! If I make it out of here alive, that is!

A pressure as heavy as a mountain welled up in Kaguya Taiga's heart. The swordsman before him was undoubtedly far beyond the Seven Ninja Swordsmen—an undisputed Sword God.

They weren't even in the same league. There was no point comparing them. Next to him, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen were trash, relying on their ninja blades to throw their weight around.

Rasa remained placid and expressionless. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

How could he possibly have godlike calculating abilities? He'd simply used electromagnetic force to control the ninja tools, made them crash into one another in a chaotic mess, then sent them flying back.

He swept his gaze over the group and said calmly, "Seven left."

His wooden sandals crunched on the fallen leaves. With a single step, he appeared in front of Kaguya Taiga and brought his long sword down.

At the critical moment, Kaguya Taiga hurriedly yanked one of his subordinates in front of him and held him sideways as a shield.

Blood sprayed through the air. Another life was lost.

"Six left."

The Shinigami's call for souls rang in everyone's ears.

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