Seeing that his fingertips were about to penetrate the armor, Sato Ken didn't even look back.
Several hidden grids on the back of the armor suddenly popped open, and the micro-Chakra nozzles spurted out dazzling blue flames.
"Bang!"
The thrust of the nozzle pushed the heavy body three meters horizontally and stuck to the ground, completely ignoring physics.
Darui This fatal blow completely split the air.
Lightning Spear couldn't hold back his momentum and dug a deep hole in the ground, causing gravel to fly.
"What?!"
Darui's eyes widened.
What the fuck is this?
Can you even avoid Nintaijutsu's prediction?!
Sato Ken slowly turned around, his eyes under the mask were frighteningly bright.
The energy core in the chest lit up for a while, and the Lightning Release Chakra that had been swallowed had been charged to the critical value.
"Coach Ishida is right."
Sato Ken moved his neck, and the joints crackled.
"You elite Jonin, just be faster and stronger."
He raised his right fist, the armor's amplification module was fully opened, and a layer of fine ripples appeared on the surface of the fist.
"It's a pity that we also have this thing."
He grinned, his eyes filled with ecstasy that he had been holding back for half his life.
"The speed is good, but unfortunately, it is not as strong as my fist."
Darui's heart was beating wildly, and he instinctively wanted to retreat.
It's too late.
Sato Ken threw a round punch with his backhand. Lightning Release Chakra, which was packed to the limit in his armor, all crashed into this blow.
The wind of the fist tore through the air, and the roar sounded like a sonic boom.
"Bang!"
Darui didn't even have time to raise his hand, and the fist hit him firmly in the chest.
"Crack!"
The harsh crackling sound echoed through the canyon.
The proud Lightning Armor couldn't even hold on for half a second in the face of this unreasonable violence, and shattered on the ground like inferior glass.
The ribs cracked as loudly as popping beans, and the entire chest collapsed.
"Uh..."
Darui The blood spurted out jumped more than two meters high, and people flew backwards for dozens of meters.
I saw him crash through three thick pine trees one after another, and finally hit the mountain wall, making a human-shaped dent. He then slipped into the snowdrift and twitched twice.
He was vomiting blood, his eyes were blurred, and he tried to get up, but as soon as he exerted his strength, his arms fell limply.
This punch destroyed the last bit of spirit of the remaining Hidden Cloud elites.
All the Hidden Cloud ninjas around were dumbfounded.
Even Lord Darui was beaten to pieces with one punch?
"Master Darui... was crippled by one punch?!"
"Monsters! Their armor can't be penetrated at all!"
"Run! Run! This is impossible to fight!"
I don't know who shouted first, and the Hidden Cloud formation, which was still holding on, completely collapsed.
The elite character of Shinobi World and the dream of getting rich by killing Konoha were all forgotten.
The defeated troops were in a mess, discarding their helmets and armor, and Ninja Tools was thrown on the ground. They didn't even care about the wounded, and they scrambled to escape in the direction of Land of Hot Water.
Ye stood on the top of the cliff, watching this ugly defeat with a sneer on his face.
He raised Teuchi and snapped his fingers.
In the wind and snow, a sharp lightning flashed in the direction of the canyon exit.
"Chidori!"
Chidori's screams pierced the night sky.
Kakashi is wearing a ANBU windbreaker, and the thunder on White Fang Short Sword is crackling, like a god of death blocking the retreat in the middle.
Behind him, hundreds of heavily armed ANBU elites emerged from the snow. Kunai and Ninja Sword glowed with cold light, sealing the exit of the canyon tightly.
"Now that you're here, don't leave in a hurry."
Kakashi looked at the defeated soldiers at the front, swung his blade, and cut the three of them in half like lightning cutting through tofu.
"Kill! Leave no one behind!"
Several Hidden Cloud ninjas tried to rush forward, but as soon as they took two steps out, they were shot through the chest by Lightning Release and fell down in the snow.
Attack from the front and back, and catch the turtle in the urn.
The massacre was over in less than twenty minutes.
The canyon became quiet again, with only the wind and snow roaring.
The ground was full of Hidden Cloud's mutilated corpses and Ninja Tools's discarded bodies.
The blood melted the snow and formed dark red streams, flowing down the cracks in the rocks.
Sato Ken took off his armor, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground, breathing heavily.
The side effects of the overload of the armor came over him, and his muscles were so sore that they felt like they were filled with lead, but he smiled from ear to ear.
"I have never been so damn happy in my life..."
Ishida Shigeru walked over with broken swords and broken armor lying on the ground, and pulled him up.
The instructor, who was in his fifties, had a wrinkled face, but his eyes were red.
"Good boy, you civilian ninjas have finally given me a fight."
After saying that, he turned around and strode to the bottom of the cliff, kneeling on one knee, his voice trembling.
"Master Ye, Special Defense Force reports the results."
"The enemy's 1,000 vanguards annihilated 996 people. We had zero casualties, and only 12 brothers collapsed due to the overload of the armor. Their muscles were torn, and they were all minor injuries."
Civilian Genin, zero battle losses, annihilated a thousand Hidden Cloud elites.
Ye nodded and waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to be polite.
"Let the brothers search out all the Ninja Tools and supplies that can be used, and don't leave even a piece of iron for Raikage."
Ye raised his eyes and looked at the darkness at the end of the canyon, where there were several black figures rolling and crawling in the snow.
Kakashi held a knife and wanted to give chase, but was stopped by Ye Chusheng.
"Those few, let them go. Leave four alive and tell them to go back to Land of Lightning."
Kakashi understands and sheathes the sword.
"Understood."
Looking at those figures at night, there was no warmth in their voices.
"Someone has to tell Lord Raikage this kind of information that makes people have nightmares, right?"
Konoha Five hundred meters underground, Strategic Command Room.
Minato stood in front of the holographic screen, flipping through the battle damage report that had just been sent back from the front line. His eyes paused on the words "zero killed" for a few seconds, then turned to look at Orochimaru.
"Senior Orochimaru, the actual combat data of this batch of armor far exceeds previous estimates."
"With it, civilian ninjas have bridged the gap between bloodline and Chakra. Your mass production technology is enough to change the pattern of Shinobi World."
Orochimaru leaned against the instrument next to him and just smiled without speaking.
Fugaku stood aside with a rare smile.
"Three hundred against a thousand, zero died in battle. This battle is enough for the entire Shinobi World to recognize Konoha again."
Outside the canyon, a campfire crackled.
The space rippled in circles, and Obito jumped out of Uzumaki wearing an orange mask.
He patted his belly, poured out a large bag of marinated Land of Wind mutton skewers from Kamui Space, and took out a set of pure steel barbecue grills.
"Come, come, let's finish work and have a late night snack!"
He cooked the meat on the fire in a familiar way, the oil dripping on the charcoal fire sizzling, and the scent of cumin mixed with chili powder suddenly overwhelmed the smell of blood.
Several people were sitting around the fire.
Ye took a skewer of barbecue and took a bite, and the oil exploded in his mouth.
"Hidden Cloud guys never dreamed that their proud Lightning Release would become the armor's power bank."
Kakashi took the meat skewers from Obito and was not in a hurry to eat. He lowered his head and wiped the Lightning Release scorch marks on Short Sword with a coarse cloth.
"What's wrong? The meat doesn't taste good anymore?"
Obito chewed the meat and asked vaguely.
Kakashi took a bite of the roasted lamb, glanced at the civilian ninja not far away who was excitedly counting the loot, and shook his head helplessly.
"No. I just suddenly felt that we have been fighting on the line of life and death for more than ten years in order to practice ninjutsu. Now it seems that it is really better to put on an iron shell."
He put Short Sword back into its sheath and exhaled a white breath, "This world has completely changed."