The second Kirigakure Jonin was filled with shock and suspicion. "How can a mere new-generation Konoha ninja possess such formidable strength and composure? This completely exceeds what the intelligence reports recorded!"
Aoba stopped reporting further. His eyes remained fixed on the five approaching enemies, and the instant they were about to strike, he abruptly stepped out from behind cover without the slightest hesitation.
The leading Kirigakure Chunin's eyes hardened when he saw Aoba appear. He shouted sharply, "Move! Kill him!"
All five launched their attacks at once. Kunai and shuriken shot toward Aoba in unison, a dense barrage sealing off every avenue of escape.
Aoba shifted lightly on his feet. Relying on the Byakugan's extreme predictive ability, he precisely evaded every attack. All the thrown weapons skimmed past his body without landing a single hit.
The Kirigakure Chunin's pupils contracted sharply, his face full of disbelief. "How is that possible? He dodged such a dense assault?" One of the Genin exclaimed in shock, "His reaction speed is too fast! He's nothing like an ordinary Konoha Genin!"
Aoba calmly watched the five of them and spoke in a cool, level voice. "The five of you aren't even qualified to ambush me."
"You arrogant brat!"
The Kirigakure Chunin flew into a rage and charged forward with a kunai in hand. Once he closed in, he slashed with all his strength. "Let's see how long you can keep dodging!"
Aoba moved with agile fluidity, easily evading the opponent's fierce close-range assault. At the same time, he raised his hand and struck precisely, gathering a faint amount of chakra at his fingertips before tapping the pressure point on the man's wrist.
"Urgh!"
The Kirigakure Chunin's wrist suddenly went numb. His kunai slipped from his grip as his body staggered.
Seeing this, the other four