The group immediately looked displeased at Ye Feng's words. Although that was indeed what they were doing, they did not like having it spelled out so bluntly.
One particularly hot-tempered ninja immediately took offense and roared at Ye Feng:
"Sharp-tongued brat! I'll teach you how to behave in a moment!"
The moment he finished speaking, the hot-tempered ninja charged at Ye Feng.
Seeing someone approaching, Ye Feng sensed him carefully. His chakra reserves met the standard of a jonin, though his actual strength remained unknown.
The hot-tempered ninja had bulging muscles and held a large saber. He was probably skilled with it. Ye Feng liked close-combat ninja like him best: simple, direct, and easier to handle.
The ninja rapidly closed in on Ye Feng. Once he was within range, he leaped up and slashed down at Ye Feng, gripping his saber with both hands.
Ye Feng had no intention of dodging such a powerful attack. He withdrew the Kusanagi Sword into his body and gathered true qi in both hands. Facing the descending blade, he actually intended to catch it barehanded.
The hot-tempered ninja saw what Ye Feng intended, but made no attempt to change his move. Instead, he sneered inwardly:
Just a brat after all. He actually thinks he can catch my saber. I'll show him how dangerous the ninja world is!
Ye Feng caught the ferocious slash between his palms. The immense force sank the ground beneath his feet, spreading a web of cracks all around him.
But the next second, the hot-tempered ninja's expression changed. Ye Feng had actually caught his blade.
The surrounding ninja watching the fight also paled. Judging by the state of the ground, that strike had carried tremendous force. Even with weapons in hand, they might not have been able to block it,