In Konoha, you get one evolution point every day.

"I didn't expect that dealing with us would require the combined efforts of Konoha's White Fang and Orochimaru."

"Our Hyuga clan is indeed the strongest!"

Hyuga Higen shouted loudly.

Orochimaru: "..."

I just didn't have any offerings for Manda, don't misunderstand.

As I pondered this, the television screen shifted from the clash between Orochimaru's and Hyuga's teams to the battlefield of the Uchiha clan. The Uchiha ninjas were engaged in fierce combat with Jiraiya's forces and even the three great toads. The screen then switched to battles involving the Inuzuka, Utatane, and Mitokado clans, though these battles only lasted a few seconds. It was clear that the Konoha government had deployed hundreds of ninjas. Currently, only a few dozen remaining in the watchtowers, along with other Konoha ninjas still fighting, were still able to fight. The only other remaining fighters were the two Anbu protecting Tsunade at the Hokage Building, the Six Colors... and Lin Fan, representing the Rabbit Ninja.

"Has it finally come to this?"

In Lin Fan's line of sight, the "coup d'état" forces had already torn a gap in the battlefield, crossing five kilometers, like a sharp kunai, heading straight for the Hokage Building.

"There are still a lot of people left... It seems that Lin Fan has lost." From Yuhi Shinku's perspective, it can be seen that on the road directly in front, countless ninjas are rushing towards this place, and the number of them definitely exceeds five hundred.

"In the face of sheer numbers, individual strength is useless." Maruboshi Kosuke sighed as he witnessed the same scene.

"Am I going to lose... I'm not reconciled..." Imagining what would happen if Shimura Danzo survived, Shimura Terutaro sadly closed his eyes.

Mitarai Kaito gripped his ninja sword, ready for battle at any moment;

Might Guy was sweating profusely with nervousness, not knowing what to do. There were so many people, if a fight really broke out, what if he was killed as cannon fodder if he didn't open the Eight Gates?

Uchiha Mikoto seemed to have foreseen this outcome: "How can a team of only a few hundred people defeat the various clans that are poised to attack and united in purpose... tsk."

A footstep landed beside Uchiha Mikoto, who was speaking. Mikoto turned her head nervously, instinctively raising her hand. Lin Fan stood beside her and said:

"Really? Ready to go, ready to work together?"

"hehe."

"That's just because I, Lin Fan, haven't made a move yet."

Seeing that Lin Fan was only "forcing a show" and not intending to embarrass her, Mikoto lowered her hand and said:

"Over five hundred people, and not a team of fresh-out-of-school genin. Do you really think you can defeat this team on your own?"

Mikoto Uchiha's words represented the thoughts of the remaining six people present, as well as the thoughts of the viewers standing in front of their television screens.

"Yeah, this Lin Fan is too arrogant."

"That's five hundred people!"

"No, it should be six hundred."

"Dude, are your eyes a calculator? You counted the number of people in just two seconds?"

"..."

No one was optimistic about Lin Fan, because in the legends of ninjas, even the First Hokage, the God of Shinobi, and Madara Uchiha, the Asura of Shinobi, were only shown to be powerful in history. Neither of them ever fought hundreds of people on the battlefield.

The Third Raikage, who appears later in the original story, will be revealed when he is resurrected through Edo Tensei and battles against ninjas from various countries.

The Third Raikage's claim of being able to defeat ten thousand ninjas alone could absolutely not have been against ten thousand ninjas whose average strength was that of a Chunin.

For example, when the 80,000 ninjas of the Fourth Shinobi World War finished the first half of the war and arrived at the Ten-Tails' battlefield, the remaining 10,000 to 20,000 ninjas, when they joined forces, were able to use the Cement Sealing Tentacle Monster Technique on the Ten-Tails, Madara Uchiha, and Obito Uchiha. Such a combined ninjutsu would be unstoppable and unavoidable for any Kage. Even the Third Raikage, if hit by it, would not be able to break the seal as easily as the Ten-Tails. When the seal was broken, there would be a series of ninjutsu attacks, like a human playing whack-a-mole.

Therefore, more than 500 ninjas are already a force capable of supporting a main offensive line in a normal battlefield.

"stop!"

Koharu's voice rang out from the dormitory.

She was wearing combat gear, standing on a rooftop, and raised her hand.

Behind her stood members of the Utatane, Mitomon, and Sarutobi clans, as well as several scattered members of the Inuzuka, Hyuga, and Aburame clans, and some ordinary Konoha ninjas.

The line stretched out in a row, filling the rooftops and the street.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes, even those without Sharingan, all stared at him, filled with intense fighting spirit and killing intent.

Chakra flowed out from the bodies of hundreds of people, ready for battle at any moment.

This high-pressure atmosphere seemed to plunge the space into a state of oxygen deprivation and a sense of mental turmoil.

But in front of this group of people, there was only one person.

"Lin Fan, you're really courting death." Koharu Utatane was also surprised. Even Jiraiya needed to summon the three great toads to deal with the Uchiha clan, and Orochimaru needed Sakumo Hatake to deal with the Hyuga clan. Both of these so-called great ninjas relied on the power of their comrades. But Lin Fan didn't rely on anyone's power at all.

"Looking for death? Death is still a bit too far removed from me... Pre-dorm advisor." Lin Fan replied with a smile.

Upon hearing the word "former advisor," both Koharu Utatane and Homura Mitokado began to breathe rapidly, their eyes almost filled with anger.

"You're courting death! Charge! Deal with Lin Fan, life or death is no object!!" Mitomon En shouted the order to all the troops behind and beside him.

Hundreds of soldiers, in perfect unison, leaped to Lin Fan's position, surrounding him in coordinated movements.

At that moment, Lin Fan didn't look at them. Instead, he closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes seemed to flash with a red-black lightning bolt: "I will not pity the weak... I will not fear the strong... This is... my will!"

"Aura Evolution +3": "Your aura has undergone a change. From this moment on, your aura can become an active skill, instantly stunning some weaker creatures."

—Lin Fan, a few days ago: "Slug, how come you swallowed all the natural energy I absorbed over the past few days?"

—The slug replied: "There's no way around it. You didn't make the natural energy flow according to your will. You have to imagine the natural energy as a kind of gas, then condense it together, fuse it with chakra, and bring these sage chakra under your control. Only then can you form the so-called Sage Mode."

—Lin Fan thought to himself: Damn it! What you're saying is like farting. What do you mean by condensing natural energy into one place? I absorb as much as you extract, how long will it take to condense it into one place? ...Wait, if I directly evolve into Qi, will that work?

[Aura: 1]

—Does the concept of "qi" only refer to aura? Let's try strengthening it. It shouldn't be something like muscles or hair that you strengthen but don't really feel strengthened.

At this moment, Lin Fan snapped out of his reverie and opened his eyes with the powerful aura of a domineering will.

A force resembling red and black lightning emerged from around him.

This aura was like a gentle breeze, sweeping across the hundreds of Konoha ninja from the "coup d'état faction" who were leaping toward him from all sides.

A gentle breeze swept over each of the "weak" ninjas, as if they had been subjected to some kind of mental attack. The chakra enhancement on their bodies dissipated, and they fell from mid-air in an instant.

Before the surrounding "powerful" ninjas could react, one after another, the Konoha ninjas from the "coup side" fell from mid-air like dumplings being dropped into a pot.