Triple Shot

"As expected, the Sand Ninja really came to intercept and kill the Iwa Ninja," Aburame Shibi said thoughtfully.

"Yeah. Who would have thought that the so-called massive supply transaction was actually staged by the Sand Village themselves?" Hyuga Satoru raised an eyebrow and said helplessly.

After using his method to gather intelligence, the results had taken everyone by surprise.

The mysterious seller dumping enormous quantities of supplies on the Black Market was actually from the Sand Village, one of the Five Great Ninja Villages.

This transaction was like bait on a fishing hook, luring unsuspecting fish to bite. Once the time was right, those hiding behind the scenes would reveal themselves and take both the money and the goods!

Hyuga Satoru could not help but grumble inwardly: This kind of thing can only be done at noon, because sooner or later something will go wrong!

The Sand Village ranked last among the Five Great Ninja Villages in terms of strength, yet they had the nerve to do something like this. Hyuga Satoru could not help but be surprised.

But on second thought, it did not seem surprising. In the original story, the Third Shinobi World War began because the Sand Village's Third Kazekage vanished. They stubbornly declared war on their big brother, Konoha, only to be beaten into a miserable rout and forced to cede land and beg for mercy.

Doing something like this now did not seem so unexpected.

"Wu, the Sand Village has sent Pakura of the Scorch Release and Rasa of the Magnet Release. If we intervene rashly, our chances of winning probably won't be very high." Aburame Shibi's expression was somewhat grave. If there had only been one Kekkei Genkai Ninja, he was confident he could hold them off, but with two of them, the outcome was hard to say.

"Don't worry, Teacher Shibi." Hyuga Satoru smiled at him. "We don't necessarily have to fight them. We only need to ruin their plan."

Aburame Shibi seemed to think of something. He suddenly laughed and scratched his head.

"I nearly forgot you had that!"

The battle in the forest continued.

But the Iwa Ninja's defeat had become inevitable. Under the combined slaughter of two Kekkei Genkai Ninja, the remaining Iwa Ninja had no way to resist and died one after another in miserable fashion.

Watching his companions die before his eyes, Yamato's eyes became bloodshot, and his gaze nearly split apart.

"Bastards! Even if I die, I'll make you pay!"

His hands rapidly formed seals before he slammed them onto the ground. Chakra surged wildly from within his body through his hands and into the earth.

"Earth Release! Yamato Technique!"

The ground beneath his feet split apart with a thunderous crash, forming two enormous hemispherical walls that continuously closed toward the middle. The intense pressure seemed poised to crush every Sand Ninja into pulp.

"It's useless."

Rasa spoke coldly as he slowly raised his hands. Countless streams of Gold Dust surged from beneath his feet, filling the split ground in an instant. Several golden tentacles extended from the Gold Dust Great Wave, firmly bracing the walls closing in from both sides.

Amid rumbling tremors—

The two began a fierce deadlock!

Chunks of rock continuously fell from the massive walls, while cracks spread like spiderwebs from the points where the Gold Dust tentacles held them back.

Yamato still had plenty of Chakra left and could continue his stalemate with Rasa. But this was not a one-man battle. He turned to look behind him.

In just a few breaths, under Pakura and the Sand Ninja's combined slaughter, almost none of his Iwa Ninja companions remained.

When the last Iwa Ninja fell at his side, his blood-covered hand tightly gripped Yamato's pant leg. His pupils trembled as his Adam's apple bobbed.

"Lord Yamato, run..."

"Bastards!"

Something inside him seemed to shatter. A tremendous force surged through his body as Yamato threw back his head and roared. A streak of bloody tears ran from the corner of his eye.

The massive walls that Rasa had been firmly holding back began to tremble violently, continuously closing toward the center.

"Damn it! Is he still struggling on the verge of death?"

Seeing that he could no longer withstand Yamato's final counterattack, Rasa spat out a curse and leaped backward, intending to escape Yamato's attack range.

"Fall back! This technique is extremely powerful! Don't take it head-on!"

Without Rasa maintaining them, the Gold Dust tentacles trembled only slightly before shattering. The enormous circular walls crashed shut like a giant tomb, swallowing the Sand Ninja who had failed to escape in time.

The earth shook, and dust filled the air.

Rasa narrowed his eyes and stared fixedly at Yamato's position.

"After using that technique, he has completely lost the ability to resist."

After considering it carefully, the cautious Rasa did not choose to strike personally. Instead, as the dust was about to settle, he looked toward one of the Sand Ninja in the group.

"Cang, go kill him!"

"Yes!"

The Sand Ninja called Cang took a Kunai from his clothes and cautiously approached Yamato.

As he drew closer, he indeed saw Yamato half-kneeling on the ground before the enormous hemispherical tomb, gasping weakly for breath. He had clearly lost the ability to resist.

"Die!"

A vicious gleam flashed through his eyes as he drove the Kunai toward the back of Yamato's head.

An Abnormal Change suddenly occurred!

Before the Kunai could fall, goosebumps exploded all over Cang's body. A chill erupted from his tailbone and raced up his spine to the back of his head. Before he could react, a streak of blue light flashed past, and his head exploded outright, brains spraying everywhere.

This gruesome sight shocked everyone.

The Sand Ninja stood frozen where they were.

In that split second, none of them had seen what had happened.

After a brief blank moment, Yamato's eyes contracted. He immediately formed seals and mobilized the trace of Chakra he had just recovered, burrowing underground.

"Damn it! Don't let him escape!" Rasa's heart tightened.

The Sand Ninja immediately reacted and rushed toward Yamato's position.

However—

The second arrow arrived!

This arrow was even more terrifying, shooting straight into the unguarded Sand Ninja crowd.

Amid the sounds of flesh tearing and shrill screams, the arrow first pierced through one Sand Ninja's chest, then ripped open a second Sand Ninja's abdomen.

Finally, it pierced through the base of a third Sand Ninja's thigh, pinning him firmly to the ground.

Triple Shot!

"Who is it?!"

Rasa's pupils suddenly contracted as he roared madly.

Just as his roar left his mouth, every hair on his body abruptly stood on end. That terrifying chill had appeared behind him!

His intense desire to survive forced him to stop mid-step and summon all his Gold Dust for defense.

A streak of blue light swept past him, pulverizing the lower body of a Sand Ninja beside him and spilling his organs and intestines across the ground.

The air was deathly silent, save for the screams of the Sand Ninja on the ground who had not died immediately.

No one dared make a rash move. Adam's apples bobbed, and the sound of swallowing echoed continuously.

That dense chill had been shrouding them all along. Afraid that the blue light of death would descend upon their heads the next second, they could only watch helplessly as Yamato escaped right before their eyes.

Only after a long while, when no blue light appeared again, did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"He... he should be gone, right...?"

A Sand Ninja swallowed and spoke with a stammer.

"I don't know." Another Sand Ninja, fear in his eyes, cautiously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Rasa dispersed the Gold Dust defense surrounding him and coldly ordered, "Go investigate. The other party should have already left."

"Yes." Seeing even Rasa abandon his defense, the remaining Sand Ninja could only steel themselves and go investigate.

"It's an arrow!"

One Sand Ninja held up what he had found: a long Metal Arrow with a flat shaft, slightly different from an ordinary arrow.

An arrow???

Rasa narrowed his eyes. What kind of ninjutsu could give an arrow such terrifying power? During the battle, they had also been observing the surrounding area. There had not been a single ninja within at least one kilometer.

Could the attack have come from beyond a kilometer away?

How was that possible?

"Rasa, I think you'd better figure out how to explain this to Kazekage-sama. This mission has completely failed!"

Beside him, Pakura looked at him coldly. The two had never gotten along, and if the Kazekage had not ordered Rasa to lead the team, she would never have obeyed his command.

Rasa's expression was extremely ugly. Yamato had escaped, which meant the Tsuchikage would definitely learn what they had done today. The Sand Village would likely suffer a serious loss.

"Who exactly was it?" He gritted his teeth.

On a great tree one kilometer away, Hyuga Satoru lowered the metal bow in his hands, the corner of his mouth curling into a faint smile.