Konoha: This Uchiha is extremely sneaky

Chapter 458 Going into Battle (6000 words today)

"It's almost time!"

His gaze swept across the fierce battlefield, watching the ninjas fighting each other, before finally settling on Chubeimaru.

After wreaking havoc on the battlefield for a while, a dark red figure appeared opposite it.

The Fourth Mizukage, Yagura Karatachi!

"Looks like I've changed a lot!"

At this point, Toshiro was no longer the cowardly brat who had just become a ninja and was afraid to kill anyone when facing enemies.

Even on the battlefield, surrounded by the constant cries of his comrades or enemies before their deaths, his heart remained undisturbed.

On the contrary... I felt a surge of excitement.

"Send the signal, everyone move in, launch the full operation!"

After giving orders to the commanders behind him, Toshiro continued.

"Ye Juan, the command from now on is in your hands!"

Standing on the high ground, having memorized the battlefield situation, Toshiro gave a briefing to Mimura Yomi, who had returned from the battlefield, before jumping off the high ground where he was standing.

"Hokage-sama..."

Mimura Yoru opened her mouth, intending to persuade the Hokage not to personally lead the battle, but after looking at the Fourth Mizukage opposite her, she ultimately didn't utter her words of advice.

Step by step, Toshiro quickened his pace, holding his family's Flame Fan in his left hand and the Kusanagi Sword he had snatched from Orochimaru in his right. Clad in a white flame-patterned sacred robe, he transformed into an arrow, pointing straight at the center of the battlefield.

900 meters... 700 meters...

As his pace quickened and his breathing became more rhythmic, his chakra surged to its peak.

"Be careful!"

A Kirigakure ninja who had just killed a Konoha ninja caught a glimpse of Toshiro rapidly approaching out of the corner of his eye.

For some reason, he couldn't help but swallow hard, gripping the kunai in his hand, while large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Momentum is a very mysterious thing.

Just like the dance king in the original work, he single-handedly charged into a ninja alliance of ten thousand men, but in terms of momentum, he alone overwhelmed the ten thousand men.

Toshiro doesn't have the extensive killing experience of his own Dancing King, nor does he possess his formidable power; he's just an ordinary Mist Ninja.

Facing his charge, I instantly felt an adrenaline surge and my mouth go dry.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Toshiro finished off the Mist Ninja blocking his path. His eyes gleamed crimson, darting from side to side in their sockets, while his feet continued to move.

With a shift in his figure, he appeared behind a Mist Ninja once again, effortlessly plunging the Kusanagi Sword into the opponent's chest.

Toshiro had a strange feeling.

As his Sharingan swept across the area, the next move of the Mist Ninja seemed to be exactly what he expected.

How these people resisted and countered his attacks, and their next move, were all in his mind.

He only needed to get close to them, and then easily take their lives with the Kusanagi sword in his hand; he didn't need to expend much effort at all.

With a nimble step back, she dodged the attack from behind, and with a gentle flick of her flame fan, she blocked the kunai flying from the flank.

These kunai shot off in the direction it had come from.

With his longsword pointed back, the Mist Ninja who had just attacked Toshiro was about to step forward and swing his sword, as if they had planned it in advance.

Then his Kusanagi sword appeared right at his heart, and he delivered his heart to the blade of the Kusanagi sword as if it were a home delivery.

Everything was so natural and so smooth.

"You bastard, don't underestimate the Mist Ninja!"

Another sword strike easily pierced the chest of a Mist Ninja, whose ninja sword emitted a dazzling blue light.

Seeing Toshiro slaughtering his comrades so recklessly, he forced back the Konoha ninja opposite him with a single slash, brandished his ninja sword, and charged towards Toshiro.

"Useless effort!"

He glanced around and saw a Kirigakure Jonin, but this kind of enemy posed no real threat to him.

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll send you on your way!"

His target wasn't the Mist Ninja fighting here, but the Fourth Mizukage who was entangled with Chuheimaru in the distance.

However, since this person had charged forward on his own, he didn't mind sending him to his death.

"I won't let you succeed!!"

Just as Toshiro was about to pull the Kusanagi Sword from the body of the Kirigakure ninja who had been pierced through the heart, in front of him.

This Mist Ninja, who was on the verge of death, suddenly unleashed his last bit of life force, clenched his hands together, and with a burst of chakra, trapped Toshiro's weapon against himself.

Even with mouthfuls of blood spilling from his mouth, this Mist Ninja mustered his last strength and roared:

"Light, kill him to avenge me!"

"Impressive willpower!"

With a casual tug, he failed to pull out the Kusanagi Sword, but Toshiro was not alarmed. Instead, he praised the willpower of this Mist Ninja.

"However... this level of attack poses no threat to me!"

He gently twirled the flame fan in his hand, blocking the Mist Ninja's ninja sword. He glanced at the Mist Ninja, whose willpower was astonishing, and said indifferently.

Then, chakra surged in his hands, and a layer of blue-green chakra light covered the Kusanagi sword in his hand.

puff!

As his right arm retracted, bringing with it a spray of blood, his left arm exerted force, and the flaming fan in his hand vibrated, unleashing a counterforce.

"not good!"

The moment his blade struck the oddly shaped weapon in his opponent's hand, the Mist Ninja knew something was terribly wrong. Before he could even adjust his movements...

A tremendous force of recoil caused his right hand, which was gripping the knife, to rise uncontrollably. He instantly lost his balance, leaving himself wide open.

Then a flash of sword light appeared, and his world was quickly plunged into darkness.

……

brush!

A soft sound, like a sharp blade cutting through the air, could be heard.

"Damn it!"

With a turn, he dodged the blade in the hand of the Mist Ninja opposite him, and Baiyun Zaojian let out a cold snort.

Surrounded by three Mist Ninja, he felt no fear despite their hostile gazes.

This only fueled his determination to die.

So what if they have the numerical advantage? Bai Yunzao had long been prepared to sacrifice himself for Konoha.

"pity!"

Feeling the nearly depleted chakra within his body, he gripped the ninja sword in his hand, which had begun to dull.

"Is this where my limit is?"

Looking at the three well-coordinated Mist Ninja in front of him, Hayashi knew that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, his life might end here.

The only regret is that, in the final moments, he couldn't take all his enemies with him to the afterlife.

"Let's work together and take him down!"

One of the leading Jonin looked at the hand that Shirakumo had been holding a sword in the morning.

The hands that had reaped countless lives of Mist Ninja were now trembling uncontrollably from exhaustion.

"Water Release: Water Fang Bullet Technique"

Three whirlpools emerged from the puddle at his feet in the morning, then transformed into three spinning fangs that attacked his lower body.

This is not finished.

A series of whooshing sounds came from the air, and a large number of shuriken shot towards him from his side, but fortunately none of them were explosive tags.

This made me breathe a sigh of relief this morning.

Ding Ding Ding!

He jumped up in desperation, and just as he swung his sword to block the shuriken surrounding him, a bright flash of light appeared in front of him.

clang!

Ignoring the fact that several more shuriken were left unblocked, Zao directly swung his sword to block the opponent's powerful slash.

Puff puff!

A series of muffled thuds rang out as a shuriken pierced through a Jonin's vest.

Despite the excruciating pain, he twisted his body and adjusted his posture while suspended in mid-air in the morning.

He knew that the opponent's offensive would not be so easy to stop.

Sure enough, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the Mist Ninja who had just used ninjutsu and thrown the shuriken had quietly circled around to his back and below.

Prepare to deliver the fatal blow.

With his free left hand, he secretly gripped several explosive tags. He had already made up his mind that even if he died, he would take someone down with him.

Brush brush!

A bluish-green light flashed.

Bai Yun was preparing to perish together with the enemy when, before he could even react, a large patch of crimson blood appeared on the chest of the enemy in front of him.

He then collapsed to the ground, twitched twice, and died.

Not only the enemy attacking him at close range, but also the enemy behind and below, who was preparing to deliver the fatal blow, were now dead, lying in pools of blood.

"The Hokage... huh!"

His gaze fell upon the figure in front of him, who passed by with a gentle breeze, effortlessly slaying enemies one by one before continuing to advance.

Sensing the other party's unstoppable momentum, for some reason, he felt as if his blood, which had been gradually cooling due to his impending death, was slowly boiling again.

"Fighting alongside such a powerful figure... doesn't seem so bad!"

Feeling the chakra surging through his body, and his right hand regaining its stability.

In the morning, he swung his ninja sword and killed a Mist Ninja who was attacking his Konoha comrades. He then roared at his still somewhat dazed comrades.

"Kill...kill all these Mist Ninja!!"

Then, following Toshiro's back, they slowly headed towards the central battlefield where the most Kirigakure ninjas were gathered.

Normally, given his rather aloof nature, he wouldn't have made such an extra move, but watching the Hokage's departing figure stirred his emotions.

I simply can't control myself.

With such a leader who takes the lead, how could these ordinary Konoha ninjas slack off! They couldn't get involved in the battles around the Hokage, but they could handle these Mist Ninjas on their own.

It wasn't just Shirakumo Hayato; many Konoha ninjas unleashed strength far exceeding their previous levels, spontaneously following behind that flowing divine robe, launching a counter-charge against the Kirigakure, who had the numerical advantage.

One by one, they couldn't help but let out a series of impassioned roars.

(End of this chapter)