Goenji Kills for the Second Time

"It hurts like hell!"

Goenji followed behind Konoha's main force, a small short sword on his back and a ninja tool pouch prepared at his waist, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.

Waves of pain radiated through his body with every movement, making him bare his teeth.

It really hurt.

The burning sensation, coupled with the friction caused by moving his body, made Goenji utterly miserable.

Even so, he could not let his guard down. From time to time, he used his Sharingan to observe the area and prevent Kumogakure shinobi from launching a sneak attack.

He did not want to die yet, so he could only endure the pain and remain alert.

"Goenji, is your body all right?"

A figure appeared beside him, the Konoha flak jacket on his body bearing the Uchiha crest.

Tekka Uchiha, an Uchiha clansman the same age as Goenji. Fourteen years old, he was also currently a Chunin of Konoha.

Goenji replied, "I'm fine. As long as I endure the pain, I can still fight."

Of course he could fight. Otherwise, he would die.

He also recognized the man before him.

In the original anime, Tekka Uchiha had been one of the three who pressured Itachi Uchiha. He was eventually defeated by Itachi and was not particularly good with words.

He was also one of the Uchiha clan's geniuses.

Although he only had a One-Tomoe Sharingan now, he was already an expert.

Goenji had experienced the Uchiha's strength firsthand just moments ago.

"As long as you're fine. Don't bring shame to the Uchiha," Tekka Uchiha said with a nod.

"..."

Goenji was somewhat speechless.

Couldn't he see that Goenji was wounded? He cared more about pride than his condition. As expected of a proud Uchiha clansman.

Suddenly.

His Three-Tomoe Sharingan widened abruptly, the tomoe spinning rapidly.

A suspicious wire appeared in his field of vision, making Goenji's pupils constrict.

"There's a trap!"

He was wounded and positioned in the center of the formation. Yet this suspicious wire had appeared right in front of him, which meant the enemy had set a trap long ago and was waiting for them to enter the optimal trigger zone.

With a loud shout, Goenji stomped off the ground and leaped high into the air, hanging himself from a tree he deemed safe.

His mind was working incredibly well right now, analyzing countless things in an instant.

After warning everyone with his powerful dynamic vision, he used the tree-climbing technique to cling to the tree before observing all directions and searching for traces of the enemy.

He swiftly began to act.

"What?"

Goenji's warning startled the Konoha shinobi, and they all used ninjutsu to protect themselves.

Tekka Uchiha had just spoken to Goenji when he noticed the change in Goenji's eyes. Seeing those three tomoe, he was stunned.

However, it did not affect his instincts as a shinobi. Following the warning, he quickly activated his Sharingan and found a place to avoid the trap.

"He already has three tomoe!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In an instant, countless explosions erupted all around them.

Boom!

Whoosh, whoosh—

At the same time as the explosions, dozens of dark figures appeared and launched an attack on the Konoha shinobi.

After avoiding the Explosive Tag trap, Goenji leaped through the treetops for a while and looked at the attackers who had suddenly appeared.

He bit one end of a wire between his teeth and rapidly formed hand seals with both hands.

"Damn it, this hurts like hell! I'll kill you all! Fire Release: Modified Great Fireball Technique!"

When he completed the final Tiger seal for Fire Release, chakra followed the wire and spread at high speed according to the changes in his technique, firelight flickering everywhere it passed.

Whoosh, whoosh—

The wire he had not understood earlier instantly burst into raging flames.

The enemy shinobi had not expected anyone to react so quickly. They had only set up a simple trap, and several shinobi charged directly into Goenji's wire formation.

"What is this?"

The eyes of the three Kumogakure shinobi widened as they faced the sudden ring of fire surrounding them.

"Close."

"Argh—!"

With a pull from Goenji, the three were instantly wrapped in flaming wire and let out miserable screams.

In less than three seconds, all three died within Goenji's wire formation.

The three of them were reduced to charred corpses.

Not a single part of their bodies remained intact.

A faint, nauseating scent of cooked flesh drifted over, and Goenji nearly vomited.

"Hmph. Let's see who still says Fire Release can't kill people."

That move had been a new development based on his own knowledge and the abilities he possessed.

He had altered the shape transformation of the Great Fireball, creating a new Fire Release technique.

He had not expected it himself. In his previous life, let alone killing someone, he had not even dared to fight. Yet now, he killed so decisively, without much psychological burden.

Even if he had fused with Uchiha Goenji's memories, he should not have been like this.

Had his brain mutated during the transmigration process?

He had been considering this before. His mind truly had become much sharper, and this battle proved it again. His brain was not merely working better—it was working exceptionally well.

Whether it was him as a transmigrator or Uchiha Goenji's original shinobi qualities, neither should have been capable of such decisiveness and such powerful execution.

Such quick reactions.

The Sharingan was certainly part of the reason, but his brain's analysis was the main factor.

Powerful dynamic vision still required the brain to process what it saw. It did not strengthen the brain itself.

Then, he turned his Sharingan toward the battlefield on both sides.

Now was not the time for wild thoughts. If they did not repel the enemy, he would die too.

He had only just transmigrated. He had yet to meet popular anime characters like Minato Namikaze, Orochimaru, and Kakashi. He still wanted to live.

Clang! Clang!

In an instant—

The situation had turned into a battlefield of more than a hundred people, fighting across different areas.

Kunai, Shuriken, ninjutsu, and other methods of combat unfolded rapidly and brutally.

On the ground, blood flowed from the slit throats of dead shinobi, soaking into the leaf-covered earth.

Others had their heads pierced by Kunai, their brains splattering everywhere.

Clang!

"How did the intelligence leak out? Damn it."

Goenji drew his short sword, used his Sharingan to locate the direction of the enemy's attack, and blocked it.

How could Kumogakure possibly know the direction of their unit's movements?

"Die, Uchiha scum!"

When the Kumogakure shinobi saw the three tomoe in Goenji's eyes, his own eyes widened. Yet his movements did not stop. After his sword attack was blocked, he immediately changed his technique.

Whoosh—

Kumogakure truly deserved its reputation as a village famed for Taijutsu. His swordsmanship was swift and fierce, every move targeting Goenji's weak points.

Clang!

Clang! Clang!

To Goenji with his Sharingan activated, the enemy's attacks were simply too slow. In his eyes, they were like slow motion. The opponent merely wanted to prevent him from using ninjutsu.

That was the normal line of thought for an ordinary shinobi.

When one did not know what intelligence the enemy possessed, using Taijutsu to seal off their ninjutsu and prevent them from forming hand seals was a common tactic.

Goenji did not rush to attack. Instead, he first defended himself, using the Sharingan's copying ability to observe and replicate the enemy's movements.

His comprehension was extremely high now. What he needed was countless materials to nourish his mind and lay a foundation for himself.

Kumogakure's Taijutsu happened to be quite good.