Sarada's pupils contracted slightly. This guy... had only been warming up just now?
The ninja from the other villages in the stands were already dumbfounded, some even questioning everything they knew.
Most were Chunin or even Jonin, yet that lightning-fast exchange had left even their palms sweating.
The speed and reflexes these two twelve-year-olds displayed were practically an insult to the adults.
"As expected of Shikotsumyaku! Ordinary ninja tools are no different from scrap metal against him!"
"The Kaguya Clan really is born for battle. Those bones and that Taijutsu alone are enough to let them run rampant."
"Ordinary Ninjutsu would probably barely tickle him. That defense is absurd."
To ordinary ninja, the Kaguya Clan was nothing short of a nightmare.
"I wonder if that little Uchiha girl can break through his defenses. That turtle shell is too tough."
At that moment, the Genin waiting rooms of every village were deathly silent.
Many of the so-called geniuses who had been brimming with confidence were now as pale as paper.
Were monsters like these really on the same level as them? How were they supposed to fight them?
In the arena, Shinichi suddenly made a horrifying move. Reaching behind his back, he drove his fingers into his skin like blades and seized his own spine.
With a low roar, veins bulging on his forehead, he forcibly pulled his entire spine out of his body!
The ghastly white spine rapidly changed shape in his hand, becoming a vicious-looking Spiral Bone Sword.
Gripping the bone sword in both hands, Shinichi's eyes flashed coldly.
"I forgot to tell you. I'm not just a member of the Kaguya Clan-I'm also a reserve member of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist!"
A reserve member of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist?!
His words sent