What he did not know was that Ning Feng's strength far surpassed that of the so-called elites in [Iron Hand].
The highest-level player in the Hokage World was currently only level forty-five, which amounted to a Chunin at most.
Ning Feng's strength, however, had already surpassed Special Jōnin, Jonin, Anbu, and Kage Level...
He had reached Super-Kage Level outright.
Naturally, the Ninjutsu he used far exceeded those Chunin's understanding.
"You're from [Iron Hand]?"
The Shadow Clone behind him did not answer his question, merely staring coldly at Blood Hand, the blade pressed against the vital point in his back.
"Heh... so what if I am?"
Blood Hand looked provocatively at Ning Feng, his head turned almost completely backward.
It looked as though he had undergone some kind of bodily modification. A normal human body could not twist all the way around like that!
Ning Feng nodded and, without another word, viciously plunged his blade into Blood Hand's back!
Shhk!
The blade pierced his body, meeting none of the anticipated resistance as it went straight through!
"Is that all you've got?"
Looking defiant, Blood Hand casually stepped backward, pulling Ning Feng's long blade out of his body.
"Looks like your body really is unusual."
The Shadow Clone looked with some surprise at Blood Hand's black robe, where a token trickle of blood seeped out before the area began to writhe.
It appeared to be repairing the wound.
He had infused that thrust with quite a bit of Lightning Release Chakra!
And Blood Hand had just healed it like that?
Whoosh!
Another swift rush of air sounded behind him. Blood Hand saw Ning Feng's real body approaching, and the corners of his mouth beneath his hood lifted slightly...
Then he raised both hands. The ground beneath Ning Feng's real body churned, and