"Everyone, on guard!"
Below, in the Mist Village team to the east, a Mist Village Jonin saw Qian diving straight toward their group and hurriedly shouted at the top of his lungs.
At once, all the Mist Ninja stopped in unison, raised the Kunai in their hands, and faced Qian.
Looking at those pairs of eyes staring straight at him, the expression on Qian's face did not change in the slightest. Just like that, he charged into their attack range.
"Throw!"
The next instant, a high, ringing voice came from within the Mist Village ranks.
At the command, all the Mist Ninja split into three waves and threw the Kunai in their hands.
In an instant, a dense mass of Kunai came straight for Qian's face like upside-down raindrops.
Qian's Sharingan spun rapidly, his neural reaction speed pushed to the limit as he watched the flight path of every single Kunai.
Immediately after, the Chakra Wings on his back kept trembling, and his whole body moved like a butterfly weaving through flowers, deftly dodging the first round of attacks.
However, when the second round arrived, it became somewhat more difficult.
There was no other reason. These people had more time to prepare, so their aim was more accurate.
As a result, he needed to spend more energy dealing with them.
He could still tank these two rounds head-on.
But by the third round of attacks, he could no longer force his way through.
These people had even more time to prepare. The Kunai each person threw were not only greater in number and more accurately aimed, but also carried some Exploding Tags among them.
Qian looked at the burning Exploding Tags tied to those Kunai and, without any hesitation, immediately changed direction, drawing a "V" in the air as he