Just as the Eight-Tails hurled that clump of sand toward Uchiha Yato like a cannonball, Yato vanished from the spot in a flash, as ghostlike as ever.
It turned out that, with his exceptional instincts as a shinobi, Uchiha Yato had long since seen through the Eight-Tails' move.
He swiftly used a ninjutsu, weaving across the battlefield like the wind and arriving beside the Third Mizukage, the Third Kazekage, and A with lightning speed.
However, the situation on the battlefield changed by the second. The various battle zones were tightly interconnected, making it impossible to isolate any small area.
As a result, there was no such thing as a one-on-one or one-on-three fight in this war. It was more like you hit me once, and I slash you once.
After a brief yet fierce series of one-on-one clashes, both the Shinobi Village Alliance and Uchiha Yato seemed to realize that this style of fighting would not produce any substantial progress.
Thus, both sides tacitly halted this round of exchanges and began reassessing the battlefield, considering new strategies.
Just then, Uchiha Yato gave Tom and Jerry a look. The cat and mouse immediately understood.
Without hesitation, Uchiha Yato stepped into the center of the group. As usual, Jerry naturally moved to the very rear, while Tom, at Yato's signal, strode to the very front.
Thus, one cat, one mouse, and one man stood in a straight line in a peculiar formation: cat in front, man in the middle, mouse in the rear.
This left Ōnoki and the others utterly baffled. They could not fathom the deeper meaning behind the formation Uchiha Yato's group had assumed.
But based on their years of wartime experience, as well as their own instincts, they knew that Uchiha Yato's group was clearly up to something.
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