Kangetsu vs. Ishikura Kameda

At this moment, Kangetsu offered a cold smile, thinking to himself, The signature Earth Style of Iwa Ninja Village during the Five Kage era? Well, I don't think there will be a next time!

With that thought, chakra manifested in his hands. Kangetsu possessed three chakra natures: Wind, Lightning, and Fire. Seeing the cyan glow erupting from his blade, it was clear he was utilizing the nature transformation of Wind.

Just then, the strongest member of the Ishikura Clan glared at Kangetsu and roared, "Die, you Uchiha brat! Get back to hell and repent for my Ishikura Clan there!"

Kangetsu merely offered a cold, indifferent smile. A flicker of murderous intent ignited in his eyes as he retorted sharply, "I just crawled out of hell, and I didn't exactly enjoy my stay!"

As he finished speaking, his killing intent exploded outward.

Kangetsu's feet surged with chakra, detonating like bombs as he launched himself toward the Ishikura man. He swung his Black Blade, the cyan-edged steel slicing through the air as he aimed a strike at the man's throat.

The man gripped his heavy sword with both hands and brought it down in a crushing overhead strike. Though the black blade was massive, the use of Earth Style had rendered it weightless, allowing the man to swing it with incredible speed.

At this instant, a sense of excitement flickered in Kangetsu's eyes. "Hell? I've had enough of that place. So, why don't you go there instead!"

The words fell, the sound ceased, his hand trembled, and his heart hammered.

A streak of crimson appeared; a thin line of blood welled up between Kangetsu's thumb and forefinger.

Before him, the Ishikura man began to cough up blood.

The man's heavy black sword had been cleaved clean in two by Kangetsu's Black Blade.

The blade formed by Wind-natured chakra was no ordinary edge.

No matter how massive or heavy that black sword had been, it was sliced in half under the sharpness of that blade.

However, the sheer force of the impact had left Kangetsu's hand split and bleeding.

Kangetsu held the hilt in his right hand, then raised his left to lick the blood from his palm. His Sharingan glowed a deeper, more vibrant red, and a surge of even more potent killing intent radiated from his eyes.

Kangetsu curled his lip and sneered, "Uncle, the taste of those Explosive Tags I gave you earlier wasn't very pleasant, was it? Your Jonin-level strength is now barely that of an elite Chunin—and a wounded one at that! Heh!"

"Even if I die, and even if my current strength is only that of an elite Chunin, it's more than enough to kill you! Go to hell!"

With that, the man hurled his broken black sword at Kangetsu and charged forward, fists flying.

Kangetsu's scarlet Sharingan tracked the trajectory of the flying sword.

With a cold smirk, he sheathed his Black Blade and, as the sword descended, rapidly wove a series of hand seals.

With a poof, Kangetsu vanished, and the black sword slammed into a wooden log.

The Body Replacement Technique could be called a highly practical jutsu. In this Warring States period, where such a technique had yet to emerge, it was nothing short of a divine art.