"Kuro-ta—damn it!"
Seeing his companion killed by Qian, Oda Uchihikari, whether out of guilt or something else, cursed and then charged at Qian recklessly.
However, even when the two of them had joined forces earlier, they had not been Qian's match, let alone now that he was alone.
After only a few dozen exchanges, Qian had gained the absolute upper hand and left several wounds on him with his short sword.
Even so, the other man still refused to back down.
Naturally, Qian was not going to be polite either.
So, after another dozen or so moves, just as Qian was about to severely wound him, the ground beneath his feet suddenly writhed and began to soften.
Qian reacted quickly. The instant he sensed something was wrong, he abandoned his attack, tapped the ground with the tip of his foot, and left the spot at once.
The next moment, the patch of earth under his feet turned into a swamp.
It was easy to imagine that if he had reacted too slowly and stayed there a moment longer, he would definitely have been swallowed by the swamp.
"Who is it?"
Doubt rose in Qian's heart as his gaze swept over the surroundings.
But before he could find the person who had acted from the shadows, the instant both his feet touched the ground, a sharp rock spike suddenly burst up from underground, stabbing straight toward his heart.
This sneak attack came fast and fierce, perfectly following up on the swamp ninjutsu from just now.
If an ordinary ninja ran into this kind of chained assault, even if they did not die, they would be badly injured.
But Qian was different. He possessed the Sharingan, and his instantaneous reaction speed was several times that of an ordinary person.
Therefore, the moment