"Heh heh heh~"
In the center of the crowd, Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked around at everyone, and let out a cold laugh.
The group of Mist Village jonin were drawn by his laughter, and all cast icy gazes his way.
Yet Qian was completely unafraid.
He looked at the gathered Mist Village jonin and said, "Weren't you having a great time beating me just now? Come on, keep going!"
True, Qian had volunteered to act as bait, and the moment he made that decision, he had known nothing good would be waiting for him.
But that did not mean he enjoyed being abused.
Just now, two fists could not fend off four hands. Facing the encirclement of so many people, he had had no choice but to dodge.
Now, things were different.
With those Leaf Village Jonin on the perimeter holding them back, he could finally fight back.
At that thought, he suddenly erupted with the Chakra inside him.
Immediately, an indescribable pressure radiated from his body, like a massive boulder pressing down on everyone's hearts, giving them a heavy, suffocating feeling.
This time, not only did the expressions of the Mist Village jonin closest to him change, even the Leaf Village Jonin farther out on the perimeter could not help but glance over.
Qian gave them no time to react. With a lift of his hand, he unleashed a ninjutsu—Wind Style: Wind Devour!
He had long since ground this technique up to lv6, and its effect was outstanding.
Almost the instant he completed the technique, a tornado rapidly took shape with him at its center.
Then it quickly spread outward.
When some of the Mist Village jonin saw this, they instinctively threw the Kunai in their hands.
However, before those Kunai could