"Watch out for the wires!" Noticing Kushimaru Kuriarare's movement, Shinji shouted a warning and leaped backward. A wire swept past almost against the tip of his nose, taking a few strands of hair with it.
Miwako sensed the danger as well. She stopped engaging the Jonin and slammed a fist into the ground, trying to disrupt the wire formation with the tremors.
Boom! The ground cracked. Several wires near her were indeed jolted out of position, but even more continued to coil and slice toward them like living creatures under Kushimaru Kuriarare's control.
The Kirigakure Jonin fighting Miwako tried to seize the chance for a sneak attack, only to be caught by a wire that abruptly changed direction. He screamed as it sliced off one of his arms-Kushimaru Kuriarare's wire formation attacked indiscriminately!
Shinji pushed his Sharingan's perception to its limit. The wires' paths, their speed, the way they moved in concert... a torrent of information flooded his brain.
He threaded his way through them as though weaving through dense strands of rain, twisting his body at an unbelievable angle and narrowly evading one lethal cut after another.
Occasionally, his ninja blade deflected wires he could not dodge, throwing off trails of sparks. The impacts left his arms numb, yet he could not cut through these specially made wires.
These incredibly fine wires possessed a toughness utterly at odds with their appearance!
"Shinji! Nine o'clock, three inches underground! That's one of the main junctions where his chakra threads converge!" Hizashi called out again, a note of urgency in his voice.
Two Kirigakure Chunin who had broken away were keeping him occupied, preventing him from providing direct support, but the Byakugan's panoramic vision was still proving its worth.
Shinji focused his Sharingan on the spot Hizashi had identified.
At first glance,