Did You See Clearly?

"That idiot!"

Kakashi hadn't expected Obito to be so foolish. He reached out, trying to grab Obito, but couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

He quickly got up, intending to chase after him, but as soon as he took a step, his foot stumbled.

"Kakashi," Nohara Rin quickly helped him up.

"Rin, hurry and stop that idiot! That Sand Ninja is a Jonin, he can't handle him!" Kakashi said anxiously.

"I understand." Rin also realized the seriousness of the situation. After putting Kakashi down, she immediately chased after him.

On the other side, the three Sand Ninja had regrouped.

"Captain, what do we do?" one Sand Ninja asked.

The Sand Hidden Jonin's face was grim as he scanned the surrounding forest carefully.

A breeze blew, and the leaves danced with the wind, rustling loudly.

The entire forest felt like a cage, and they were trapped beasts within, unable to even find the hunter hidden among them.

He tightened his grip on his long sword and finally gave the order: "Move!"

Although unwilling, the current situation was dire.

He had initially thought they had merely encountered an arrogant Konoha prodigy, but now he knew he was wrong.

Judging by Konoha's way of training ninjas, these three brats clearly belonged to the same squad, and their teacher was likely hiding in the shadows.

To be able to train such strong brats and remain hidden without being detected, the Konoha ninja in the shadows must be a Jonin!

That white-haired brat was already difficult to deal with, and with a Jonin added to the mix, staying here would only increase their danger. One wrong move, and they might all be left here.

The temptation to kill these Konoha brats was great, but the risk was too high!

After much thought, leaving decisively now was the best option.

He was indeed decisive. Once he understood, he immediately made his decision.

The other two Sand Ninja exchanged glances but did not object.

As ninjas, they only needed to obey orders; they were not qualified to question their superiors.

The three immediately set off.

This time, the two subordinates walked in front, with the strongest Sand Hidden Jonin trailing behind.

He needed to guard against any potential surprise attacks.

If the enemy attacked from behind, he, the strongest, could handle it, at least long enough for his two subordinates to react and provide support.

But if the enemy attacked from the front, then his two subordinates would...

The Sand Hidden Jonin's gaze was cold, various countermeasures filling his mind. Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him.

At the same time, a boisterous shout also came: "Damn it, don't even think about escaping!"

The Sand Hidden Jonin glanced back. The last one to appear, the foolish-looking Konoha brat, was chasing after him.

He paid no mind, not even wanting to give him too much attention.

This kind of trash posed no threat at all. If it were under normal circumstances, he might have the mood to play along, but now, even looking at him felt like a waste of time.

"Obito, hurry back!"

Nohara Rin's anxious voice rang out clearly, but Obito seemed not to hear, his blood boiling.

From the day he entered the academy, everyone only talked about one name: Kakashi.

After Team Minato was formed, that guy was still the one stealing the spotlight, even attracting the attention of the girl he liked.

This time, it was finally his turn, Obito-sama, to show off!

Once he took down these Sand Ninja, Rin's gaze would surely return to him!

With this thought, Obito sped up, finally catching up to the last Sand Ninja.

"I told you, stop for me!"

He pulled out a few shuriken and threw them at the Sand Ninja, while gripping a kunai, bending down, and charging forward.

The Sand Hidden Jonin finally reacted. He twisted a few times to dodge the shuriken, and in the instant he turned, he swung his sword down at Obito, his face showing impatience.

"This is bad, I rushed too fast!" Obito hadn't expected it at all. He was almost crashing into the Sand Hidden Jonin's embrace, as if delivering himself to the enemy's blade.

Once he realized, he quickly stopped, raising his kunai to meet the Sand Hidden Jonin's sword.

Clang!

The long sword and kunai collided, and Obito's face lit up with joy.

He blocked it!

The next second, an incredibly swift leg shot out and heavily kicked him, sending him flying backward.

The immense force made him feel like he had been hit by a wild boar. His abdomen throbbed with pain, and his whole body felt weak.

"It hurts," he said, clutching his stomach. Just as he was about to get up, a pair of feet suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The moment he looked up, he met the eyes of the Sand Hidden jonin.

Cold, indifferent, ruthless, and brimming with killing intent!

Fear surged into his heart instantly. Obito felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, a chill piercing his body like thousands of needles, leaving his mind a blank slate.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed onto the ground in terror, waiting helplessly for death to arrive.

"You asked for this, brat!" The Sand Hidden jonin wore a savage expression. Just as he prepared to swing his blade, several kunai flew toward his face.

He swatted the kunai away with a casual flick, then looked up to see short, brown hair fluttering in the air.

It was the girl who had previously caused him to miss his chance to kill the white-haired brat.

"Don't make me laugh. How could a trick like this stop me!" The Sand Hidden jonin sneered, swinging his long blade down without hesitation.

"Obito!" Nohara Rin cried out in terror.

She was a medical ninja; she wasn't proficient in taijutsu, and aside from the Three Basic Jutsu, she only knew two other techniques.

None of these could save Obito right now.

She had been born into an ordinary family and became a ninja only because she had witnessed the cruelty of war and hoped that one day, she could help those who were injured.

But now, she realized she couldn't even save her closest companion.

Watching the Sand Hidden jonin's blade descend toward Obito, she didn't hesitate or have any extraneous thoughts. Subconsciously, she rushed forward, spread her arms, and squeezed her eyes shut, shielding Obito.

Puff!

A breeze blew, and blood sprayed.

Nohara Rin kept her head bowed, eyes tightly shut. She waited for several seconds, but the expected pain of the blade striking her body never came.

Slowly opening her eyes, she saw a figure standing before her.

Drip, drip...

Blood dripped down, staining the ground red.

Nohara Rin looked up. Sen Chisato stood before her, his left hand raised high, gripping the blade tightly in his palm. Their teacher, Namikaze Minato, had also appeared, one hand resting on Sen Chisato's shoulder.

"It's alright now, Rin," Minato said, turning his head to comfort her with a smile.

"We can talk about that later. Leave this guy to me; you take care of the other two," Sen Chisato said. Despite being injured and still holding the blade, he remained calm, as if he couldn't feel the pain, and turned to divide the enemies with Namikaze Minato.

"Alright." Namikaze Minato had no objections. Without even glancing at the Sand Hidden jonin, he charged directly toward the other two Sand Ninja.

Feeling the power radiating from the ninja blade, Sen Chisato finally looked at the Sand Hidden jonin: "Don't bother with useless resistance. If you surrender now, you might suffer a little less."

"Tch, you think I'd believe that?" The Sand Ninja sneered, veins bulging on his forehead.

He was furious!

The two had appeared so suddenly that he hadn't even been able to react.

At that speed, killing him would have been a matter of a blink; he hadn't even had the ability to resist.

Yet, they hadn't attacked.

The reason was that this brat had delusions of taking him on alone, and that yellow-haired jonin had actually agreed to it!

"Don't mess with me!"

With a roar, he pulled hard on his blade. If this brat didn't let go, he would lose that hand.

Sen Chisato let go decisively, a provocative and mocking smile on his face that was infuriating to behold: "Don't be so hot-headed. Since you're going to die anyway, wouldn't it be better to go easily?"

As he released his grip, he sidestepped the Sand Hidden jonin's blade and pulled Nohara Rin behind him.

Taking advantage of the gap left by the missed swing, he lunged forward, kicked out, and while throwing shuriken, his hands moved rapidly through seals.

Ninja Art: Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu!

Since he had started the fight, he wouldn't stop his assault until the enemy was dead.

Bang!

The immense force sent the Sand Hidden jonin flying back several meters.

"This brat, he's got so much strength!" The Sand Hidden jonin landed, clutching his stomach, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead from the pain.

He took a deep breath, but just as he straightened up, hundreds of shuriken flew toward him.

The Sand Hidden jonin's expression changed, and he immediately leaped to the side to dodge.

Seeing this, Sen Chisato curled his lips, having already completed the seals for another technique.

Aiming for the Sand Hidden jonin's landing spot, he slammed his hand onto the ground: "Earth Style: Earth Splitter Palm!"

The earth and stone shattered, and the ground instantly collapsed and sank.

"Is this brat not afraid of exhausting too much chakra?" The Sand Hidden jonin quickly formed seals, using "Wind Style: Great Breakthrough" to spit out a fierce gale, relying on the recoil to forcibly change his trajectory in mid-air.

But in doing so, he lost control of his body.

Sen Chisato formed seals again: "Earth Style: Earth Rising Spears!"

Sharp earthen spears suddenly erupted from the ground, filling a large area with jagged, interlocking spikes.

The Sand Hidden ninja's face turned ashen; if he were to fall like this, he would undoubtedly be impaled.

Forcing his waist to twist, he slashed his blade against a spear of earth. Although his body was left with numerous lacerations from the other spears, he had ultimately survived.

But before he could even catch his breath, Sen Chisato's attack arrived once more. A massive deluge crashed down, blotting out the sky and slamming into him, sending him flying and shattering several earth spears along his path.

Water Style: Great Waterfall Technique!

After unleashing this technique, Sen Chisato finally stopped weaving hand signs, drew the short blade from behind his waist, and charged forward, stepping atop the flowing water.

As the tide receded, the Sand Hidden jonin struggled to his feet in a sorry state.

This relentless barrage of ninjutsu had shattered several of his ribs.

Turning his head, he saw that Sen Chisato had already closed the distance.

Sidestepping the Sand Hidden jonin's weak, listless slash, Sen Chisato bent low as he passed by, his short blade flashing as he nimbly severed the ligaments in the man's leg.

Bang!

The Sand Hidden jonin dropped to one knee, his face twisted in terror as he turned to slash again.

He knew it—this brat would definitely seize the chance to circle behind him and deliver a fatal blow!

But he had guessed wrong.

"Wrong choice," Sen Chisato said with a smile. Taking advantage of the man's turn, he circled back to his front and swung his blade again, cleanly severing the arm the man was using to support himself.

"Ah!" The Sand Hidden jonin shrieked as he toppled sideways.

But before he could even hit the ground, the short blade had already sliced across his throat.

With a spray of blood, the Sand Hidden jonin ceased to breathe.

Kakashi, who had dragged his weakened body to Nohara Rin and Obito's side, witnessed this scene exactly.

Nimble, swift, concise, and full of aesthetic grace!

Sen Chisato could have killed the enemy the first time he swung his blade, yet he had performed two extra attacks—one to sever the ligaments, one to cut off the arm—as if he were demonstrating something to him.

"Did you see clearly?" As if reading his thoughts, Sen Chisato turned and asked.

One of his hands was dripping with blood, while the other gripped the short blade, which was likewise stained with blood.

One was his own, and the other belonged to the enemy.