Although he had successfully forced Qian back, Han did not continue attacking. Instead, he used the momentum to charge more than ten meters away before coming to a stop.
He stood where he was, watching Qian, his gaze filled with wariness.
There was no helping it. Whether it was the earlier sneak attack with Kunai and ninjutsu or that incomparably precise sword strike just now, both had made him feel no small threat.
Because of that, he did not dare act rashly at all.
Right now, he only wanted to wait for his other six teammates to arrive, then kill Qian together.
It had to be said that Han was different from many Jinchuriki. Though powerful, he was unusually cautious.
When he realized that facing Qian alone might be dangerous, he immediately chose the more conservative option—waiting for his teammates' support.
However, while his opponent could stall for time, Qian could not.
The pupils in his Sharingan shifted slightly, and Qian glanced farther away out of the corner of his eye.
He saw the other six Rock Ninja rapidly approaching along the path Han had just opened with his charge.
Although Qian had confidence in his own strength, there was no way he could face seven jonin at the same time, much less when one of those seven was a Jinchuriki.
So.
"I need to withdraw first!"
With that thought in mind, Qian stomped hard against the ground, and his entire body shot backward at high speed.
Seeing this, Han did not hesitate in the slightest and immediately followed.
He was cautious, but he was not a coward. Now that he saw Qian fleeing, of course he had to keep up.
Steam coiled around his entire body, and under the impact of the high-temperature steam, the red armor became even