Han stood up and walked to him.
"You ran away and everyone else died?"
The man's body was shaking even more violently.
"I-I didn't mean it... it's... he's too powerful... we can't beat him at all..."
Han didn't speak.
He turned around and walked back to the wooden box and sat down.
The adjutant asked cautiously, "Master Han, how should we deal with this person?"
Han glanced at the man.
"Let him go down and rest."
The adjutant was stunned for a moment.
The man was also stunned, raised his head, and looked at Han in disbelief.
Han said, "Being able to come back alive means that you can run fast. Running fast is also a skill."
The man opened his mouth but could not speak.
Han waved his hand.
The man was taken down.
Only Han and a few of his confidants were left in the tent.
The adjutant couldn't help but speak.
"Master Han, this person Minato Namikaze... We knew he was very powerful before, but we didn't expect him to be this powerful. A dozen jounin, less than ten minutes..."
Han nodded.
"Let the people below pass the order."
The adjutant immediately took out a pen and paper.
Han's voice was deep and he spoke every word carefully.
"From today on, all Iwagakure Ninja encountered Minato Namikaze while performing tasks--"
He paused.
"Escape. No prosecution."
The adjutant's hand paused.
He raised his head and looked at Han in disbelief.
"Master Han?"
Han looked at him with calm eyes.
"What's the problem?"
The adjutant opened his mouth. "But... escape... this..."
Han said, "Do you know why that person just came back alive?"
The adjutant said nothing.
Han said, "Because he runs fast."
He stood up, walked to the tent door, and looked at the night outside.
"More than a dozen jounin can be wiped out in less than a minute. This kind of strength can no longer be dealt with by relying on numbers. If you fight head-on, more people will die."
He turned around and looked at the adjutant.
"I am responsible for the orders I gave. Master Ōnoki, I will explain."
The adjutant was silent for a while, lowered his head and wrote:
"From now on, all Iwagakure Ninja who encounter Minato Namikaze can retreat on their own without being held accountable."
Han looked at the paper and nodded.
"Post it. Everyone should know."
The adjutant went out with the order.
Han sat alone in the command room.
"Konoha There are so many geniuses..."
The other side of the battlefield.
Shisui was walking through the woods with Mabui and Samui.
The three young men were all of the same age, and it was their first time on the battlefield. But unlike the nervousness of the Obito Uchiha team at Konoha, they were much more relaxed here.
"Shisui, there is movement ahead." Mabui lowered his voice.
She has long silver-white hair tied behind her head and is tall. She is wearing Kumogakure standard armor and has Kunai hanging around her waist. When she spoke, she was already in combat mode.
Shisui stopped and Three-Tomoe Sharingan slowly rotated.
"Three people. Behind the bushes on the left."
Samui came closer. Her golden hair was tied into a ponytail and her skin was fair. She glanced at Shisui's eyes and curved the corners of her mouth slightly.
"The Jonin leads the team. Two Chunin." Shisui said.
"Can I fight?" Samui asked.
Shisui nodded.
The three people spread out and touched each other from three directions.
Konoha's three ninjas are resting behind the bushes. The Jonin is quite old, with a tired look on his face, and he is leaning against the tree trunk to drink water.
Two Chunin One is on guard and the other is bandaging the wound.
They were completely unaware of the approaching danger.
Shisui was the first to take action.
His speed was as fast as a gust of wind. The sentry Chunin had just seen a black shadow, and his throat had been cut open. Blood spurted out, and he fell down holding his neck, unable to even scream.
The Chunin who was bandaging the wound looked up and saw Shisui's pair of scarlet Sharingan, and his pupils instantly dilated.
"Uchi--"
Before he finished speaking, Shisui's dagger had already pierced his chest.
The Jonin threw down the kettle, grabbed Kunai and rushed towards him. He was very experienced and knew that he couldn't run away and had to fight hard.
Shisui went up to meet him.
The two Kunais collided together, causing sparks to fly out. The Jonin was shocked and took a step back. He was shocked. Why is this kid so strong?
Shisui didn't give him time to think. The second sword, the third sword, and the fourth sword were each faster than the last. The jounin tried his best to block the three swords, but the fourth sword was not blocked.
The dagger stabbed into his throat.
He stared at the extremely young Uchiha in front of him with wide eyes, and then fell down softly.
Less than ten seconds before and after.
Mabui rushed out from the left and found that nothing happened to her anymore.
She looked at the three corpses on the ground, then at Shisui, her eyes bright.
"Kill them all? Shisui You are really awesome."
Shisui nodded.
Mabui walked over, kicked the still twitching Chunin over, and stabbed him. Then he stood up and looked at Shisui with a smile on his face.
"It's amazing."
Samui came over from the right. She was about to take action, but when she came over, she saw that all three of them were dead.
She looked at Shisui with light in her eyes.
"So fast."
He is indeed the boy she Samui likes.
Shisui shook the blood off the dagger and put it back into its scabbard.
"Let's go. The smell of blood will attract others."
This is a battlefield, and you cannot be careless for a moment, even if you are very strong.
He turned and walked forward.
Mabui and Samui followed him, walking on both sides of him.
"Shisui," Mabui said, "How did you practice that speed just now?"
Shisui thought for a while, "Big brother taught me. And Killer B practiced with me."
"When I was very young, my elder brother started my devil training. Whether it was physical fitness or the total amount of chakra in my body, my elder brother systematically planned for me, so I have always been very fast."
Mabui nodded. "Master Shaoyu taught me... No wonder."
She automatically ignored the annoying rapper.
Samui looked at him, the smile on his lips getting deeper.
"Killing a Jonin for the first time on the battlefield is awesome."
Shisui felt a little embarrassed and touched his nose.
"It's okay."
Mabui couldn't help but laugh when he looked like that.
"Quite modest."
The three people continued walking forward.
After walking for a while, Mabui suddenly asked, "Shisui, it's your first time on the battlefield, aren't you nervous?"
Shisui thought for a while.
"A little bit. But I won't be nervous when I fight."
"Why?"
Shisui looked at his hands and was silent for a while.
"Maybe it's because... Sharingan. You can see the enemy's movements, and you can guess what he's going to do next. When fighting, all I can think about is fighting, and no time to think about anything else."
Mabui looked at him with complicated eyes.
Shisui is simply a born warrior.
It has been visible since a long time ago, but now it is more prominent on the battlefield.