"Hoo~~~"
Looking at Hozuki Zangetsu's corpse on the ground, Qian let out a soft breath.
He had to admit, among all the Jonin he had fought, Hozuki Zangetsu might not have been the strongest, but he was definitely the hardest to kill.
Because there were too many eyes around, he could not easily use the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan. On top of that, he had not developed Lightning Release, so he had no effective way to counter the man's Hydrification Technique.
So it had taken quite a bit of effort.
It was only because he was powerful and had abundant chakra that he could overwhelm him with sheer force and kill him in such a short time.
Otherwise, it really would have been hard to say.
Shaking his head, Qian stopped thinking about it and turned his gaze toward the surrounding battlefield.
Earlier, when he and Hozuki Zangetsu had been fighting fiercely, the ninjas on both sides had kept their distance from this area, but all of them had still been watching.
And now that Hozuki Zangetsu had been killed by him, there was no need to mention the Konoha ninja—their morale had naturally soared.
In contrast, the Mist Village ninjas had clearly grown restless.
Even though they still outnumbered the Leaf side by half, they nevertheless seemed lacking in confidence.
And this was the role high-level ninjas played on the battlefield.
Qian's gaze swept quickly over them, then finally landed on Kurosaki Takeo not far away, who was struggling to get up and preparing to head toward the Mist Village crowd for shelter.
The man had been injured by his Rasengan not long ago and had spent the intervening time healing and recovering, but even now, he had not improved much.
Perfect. In order to forcibly kill Hozuki