You can't even touch the hem of my clothes

Wu Chiwu held the green Kunai in his hand, venom still dripping from it, yet he spoke quite casually.

"Hey, there's no need to be so enthusiastic."

Where is Danzo?

"Hiding and afraid to show their faces?"

Seeing how arrogant he was, those guys got really angry.

Damn it!

They dare to be so arrogant after barging into the headquarters of the Root.

You're asking for it!

The group exchanged glances and then hurled another round of Kunai at each other.

Wu Chiwu left and right, even managing to yawn once in between.

"Can you come up with something new?"

This is so boring.

This style of play is simply uninspiring.

The members of the Root felt they had figured out his background, and one after another they jumped down from their hiding place.

Each of them wielded a long sword and Wu Chiwu.

Wu Chiwu used the same technique that Obito Uchiha had used on him before.

Fire Release: Blast Wave Wild Dance!

He already had some knowledge of Space-Time Ninjutsu, so he learned this technique without much effort.

Now that it's being used, it actually looks pretty good.

The gale whipped the flames into a massive vortex, its power astonishing.

The flames, like a mad snake, swallowed everyone at the Root in one gulp, leaving not a trace.

Wood chips mixed with sparks flew wildly through the air.

The suspension bridge was also burned and began to collapse with crackling sounds.

"Chopping indiscriminately is not a good habit."

"Especially the way you hold your swords, it's all wrong."

Wu Chiwu patiently gave a comment.

As he spoke, he shifted his body to the side, dodging the horizontal slash of the sword, and swung his long leg, pinning the man directly to the wall.

There was a large hole in the wall, and a person was hanging in the pile of broken bricks, it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

That's fucking amazing!

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the people who were rooted up were gone.

The remaining few, gripping their swords, had trembling fingers and sweaty palms.

How could such a monster exist!

They couldn't even touch the hem of his black robe.

It was a purely one-sided massacre.

That confidence completely crumbled, shattered beyond repair.

What can we do?

My hands and feet were stiff, and I felt like I was frozen, unable to move.

A cold glint, accompanied by the sound of wind, slashed down from the shadows.

Kunai?

Wu Chiwu his head and dodged.

"They've finally shown their face."

That's right.

That way he won't have to search the entire building.

While the Six Eyes could pinpoint Danzo's location, it's always better to avoid taking a roundabout route.

The Kunai flew past my ear.

"So you're so fixated on my appearance?" He glanced at the shadowy figure where Danzo, a smile playing on his lips.

"Then I'll have to charge admission."

Before the words were even finished, Wu Chiwu vanished from the spot.

The Kunai, gleaming with a cold light, clattered to the ground.

What's going on?

How could someone just vanish into thin air?

Danzo in the shadows, stared intently at his dim surroundings, oblivious to anything amiss.

The Sharingan in his palm quietly opened, scanning the surrounding scenery and people again and again, but he still couldn't find the slightest flaw.

Where did they go?

Even their breath has disappeared?

His heart tightened, and he became even more careful.

"Tsk."

Are you looking for me?

A mocking voice came from above.

Danzo suddenly took two steps back and looked up at Wu Chiwu.

The black-robed youth was positioned directly above his head?

He was so close, how could he not have noticed?

A flicker of surprise Danzo's eyes, and the muscles on his face tensed even more.

"When?" he asked in a somber voice.

"Who exactly are you from?"

Wu Chiwu tugged at his black hair, speaking quite casually.

"With so many questions, where should I begin answering?"

He had already disguised himself before he came.

They manipulated both the hair and eye color, leaving no trace of their deception.

The afterimage was still lingering in the air when the person was already right in front of Danzo.

Wu Chiwu a powerful straight punch to Danzo's face.

"Bang!"

Danzo in front of them exploded into white smoke and disappeared on the spot.

"You've got some skills." Wu Chiwu's smirk was so smug it made you want to punch him.

The old man is still quite nimble.

"That way, the fight won't be boring."

Danzo a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

This mysterious person is not only incredibly unpredictable in his movements, but also has a rather sharp tongue.

Who exactly is he?

"Hey."

"So you've been hiding here."

Just as I was pondering this, a familiar voice rang in my ears again.

Danzo's expression changed, and he turned his head sharply, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How did you find me?