The matchups seemed predetermined: Jonin fought Jonin, Chunin fought Chunin, and Genin fought Genin.
The three battlefields did not interfere with one another, as though this had become an unwritten rule of war.
Jonin would rarely seek out Genin to fight. The gap in strength was too great, and no hidden village could bear the losses if such indiscriminate slaughter were allowed.
Of course, this was not absolute. The enemy would not spare you just because you were a Genin.
Yechen and his two teammates charged toward the Rock Ninja opposite them. The enemy had six Genin, twice their number.
Nakagawa Ichirō gave them only one instruction: keep the enemy occupied, and if they could kill them, make sure they stayed safe.
Yechen immediately outpaced the other two. He spun the kunai in his hand and slammed into a Rock Ninja.
Clang!
The tremendous force of the collision sent the Rock Ninja flying.
What?!
The others stared in disbelief. This was a fucking Genin? How could he be this terrifying?
Taking advantage of their momentary distraction, Yechen darted behind a Rock Ninja and reversed his grip on his kunai, its tip already aimed at the man's neck.
"Hayata!"
The other Rock Ninja cried out, but it was too late.
Shhk!
Blood sprayed out. The wound was like a red line, and the man desperately clutched his neck, but blood continued to flow through his fingers.
He managed a strained gurgle, wanting to turn and look at the figure behind him, but his life had already reached its end.
Thud!
He fell to the ground, dead.
Shhk!
Another Genin met the same cruel fate and collapsed into a pool of blood.
In just three seconds, Yechen had killed two men.
Now, not only the Rock Ninja but even Ito Miyuki and Abe Rō were stunned. It was as though the person before them was no longer the Yechen they knew.
Was he really still a Genin, killing two of them so easily?
Of course not.
Yechen's base combat power was 21.6, already at the mid-Chunin level. Combined with his extraordinary physique and strength, mere Genin were no longer worthy opponents.
He acted so decisively to ease the pressure on his teammates. After killing two more, he would head to the Chunin battlefield.
There was no suspense. The Genin's strength could not stand against Yechen's explosive power, and with a few swift movements, he took another two lives.
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Yechen pursed his lips. Looking at the two terrified Rock Ninja, he said to Ito Miyuki and Abe Rō,
"The last two are yours to practice on. Don't kill them right away."
With that, Yechen vanished from the spot.
He left four stunned people behind.
"It's over already?"
Abe Rō had wanted to show what he could do, but before he could even make a move, Yechen had already slaughtered his way through the Genin battle.
Ito Miyuki looked at the spot where Yechen had vanished and sighed. "He keeps getting stronger. Can I still keep up with him?"
Meanwhile, the two remaining Rock Ninja were panicking. They had already been preparing to flee, never expecting that god of slaughter to spare them.
"Damn you, Konoha! You broke the rules of the battlefield!"
To the two Iwagakure Genin, Yechen could not possibly be a Genin. What village had a Genin so terrifying that he killed opponents of the same rank as easily as chickens?
He was clearly a Chunin or Special Jōnin disguised as a Genin, here to bully them.
They did not think Yechen was a Jonin because he looked far too young. What Jonin was not at least in their twenties? No matter how talented someone was, they could not possibly reach Jonin level at around ten years old.
"You talk too much." Ito Miyuki immediately formed hand seals and launched a Great Fireball Technique at them.
The two-on-two battle officially began.
Yechen left the Genin battlefield, setting his sights on the Iwagakure Chunin.
In the Chunin battle, Konoha had three more fighters than the enemy and was firmly keeping them under pressure.
Yechen, happy to coast along, did not concern himself with any of that. He immediately summoned a Shadow Clone, making picking off vulnerable enemies his next objective.
His level-five Shadow Clone had five percent of Yechen's combat power. It could not offer much help, but it could certainly confuse the enemy.
He picked his moment during one of Konoha's two-on-one fights, sending his Shadow Clone charging in first.
As expected, the Rock Ninja destroyed it in a single move. Meanwhile, Yechen's real body had already reached the man's back. His blade rose and fell, ending the man's life.
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"Next." Without pausing, Yechen moved on to his next opponent.
The two Konoha Chunin who had been fighting the Rock Ninja were still stunned. What just happened? Our kill got stolen, just like that?
Who was this guy? Why did he look like a Genin?
Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique.
Leaping into the air, Yechen swiftly formed hand seals, drew up a surge of energy, and spat out a massive fireball five meters across.
Although Yechen's Great Fireball Technique had been upgraded, he could still use its previous form.
He used the basic version of the Great Fireball because he did not want to attract too much attention.
But did he really think keeping a low profile was possible?
The five-meter Great Fireball hurtled toward the battlefield, scaring the two battling Chunin half to death.
Both hurriedly retreated. Which idiot used that Great Fireball? Never mind how much energy it held-were they trying to kill their own teammate too?!
Boom!
An immense burst of energy sent both Chunin flying.
While they were airborne, Yechen darted forward and leaped. His kunai flashed coldly, ending the Rock Ninja's life. He landed lightly, utterly calm, as though he had merely slaughtered a pig, without the slightest strain.
The Konoha Chunin who had been blown away slammed into the ground. Forgetting the pain, he stared blankly at the figure standing tall before him.
"No need to thank me," Yechen said airily.
The Konoha Chunin's pupils contracted as he roared inwardly, Who the hell are you? Why would I thank you?!
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