Kusagakure Annihilated (2)

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"I have to kill him with my own hands!"

"Only then can I become Kusagakure's great hero and claim the elder's seat..." A Jonin's eyes were bloodshot, his breathing rapid.

He tightly gripped the incomparably sharp kunai in his hand, as though he could already see the scene after killing the enemy: himself draped in a glorious battle robe, receiving the villagers' fervent cheers and worship; himself seated high in the village chief's office, issuing orders and controlling everything...

"That's right, this is a tremendous opportunity! As long as we take this guy down, we can transform ourselves from ordinary Jonin into tomorrow's stars, admired by the entire village!"

"Exactly! When the time comes, all sorts of premium resources in the village will be directed toward us, nurturing us into true top-tier experts!"

"And we'll earn the admiration and blessings of every villager. Maybe..." Another Jonin narrowed his eyes as well, a shrewd and greedy smile appearing on his face as he secretly plotted how to replace the current village chief and ascend to the pinnacle of power.

At that moment, someone in the crowd suddenly cried out, "Everyone, be careful! Don't underestimate that treasure sword! It can unleash sword energy a hundred meters long!" The speaker was clearly sharp and perceptive, having spotted the key issue at a glance.

He continued his analysis, "In my opinion, we can't just swarm him and rush forward to our deaths. We should form an encirclement around the perimeter and trap the brat first."

"Then, send in a small number of elite fighters in shifts to wear down his stamina. Once they're exhausted, send in another group. Keep repeating that..."

"At the same time, we can occasionally use some simple, practical ninjutsu to interfere with him and slowly grind