"I... will never forgive you!"
Sarutobi Sasuke spoke through gritted teeth, his eyes brimming with undisguised killing intent.
With a bang, white smoke billowed from the scroll. He hoisted an enormous Windmill Shuriken over his shoulder and hurled it at Shin'yu, then immediately formed hand seals with both hands.
"Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique!"
Explosions rang out one after another amid the smoke. Countless Windmill Shuriken surrounded Shin'yu, sealing off every route of escape.
Shin'yu swung his scythe expressionlessly. Cold flashes streaked through the air, weaving an impenetrable defensive net. Sparks flew as clanging rang without end, and every incoming Windmill Shuriken was sliced apart, reduced to scrap metal across the ground.
But he was not done. With a sharp flick of his wrist, he swung the scythe against the torrent toward Sarutobi Sasuke!
Sarutobi Sasuke hurriedly retreated. With a faint shhk, a foot-long Light Blade as thin as a cicada's wing shot from the edge of the weapon!
"What?!" His pupils contracted sharply. Caught off guard, the kunai he raised to defend himself was cleaved in two, and his cheek was slashed as well.
Shin'yu withdrew his scythe and casually spun it, shaking every drop of blood from the blade.
"Tsk, didn't Lord Tobirama share the intelligence with you?" He feigned confusion. "This move is called 'Autumn Dew on Leaves.' Strange. He's clearly seen it before."
A surging fire dragon answered him.
"Fire Style: Fire Dragon Flame Bullet!"
Shin'yu's lips curled upward. His body flickered, leaving an afterimage at the original spot as he effortlessly evaded the fire dragon. Amid the swaying curtain of rain, more than a dozen figures appeared outside the encirclement.
Every one of them looked exactly like Shin'yu, each holding a scythe. More than a dozen Black-Haired Youths instead surrounded the Hidden Leaf Village ninja.
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