"The Sharingan. From the Uchiha Clan."
The Seven Swords immediately recognized Anya's identity. Kisaragi Hozuki remarked with amusement, "I've heard people from the Uchiha Clan are strong. Today's a perfect chance to see for ourselves."
"What's the point in talking so much? I'll go cut him down first." Biwa Juzo, wielding the Cleaver Sword, charged forward first, targeting Anya.
"Wait—dammit! What a reckless fool." Kisaragi Hozuki, unable to stop him in time, rushed in as well.
"Opportunity." Anya's eyes flashed. [Phantom Sword Art!] His blade shimmered as he darted forward, crossing paths with Biwa Juzo in a flash.
A strange chill ran down Biwa Juzo's spine. The Cleaver Sword sliced through empty air just above Anya's head. His whole body was suddenly soaked from head to toe in cold water. He stepped back, displeased, and shouted, "Kisaragi, what the hell? Didn't you see I almost got him?"
"Stop shouting, Biwa Juzo. If Kisaragi hadn't jumped in to help you, you'd already be dead." Fuguki Suikazan, watching from behind, saw everything clearly. His initial look of contempt turned to one of murder. This infiltrator wasn't simple at all.
Biwa Juzo suddenly felt a cold sweat break out on his neck. He reached up and touched it—blood. When did that guy wound me? Thinking back, if Kisaragi hadn't saved him, he would've been dead.
Biwa Juzo was drenched in cold sweat, looking at Anya now with a gaze filled with terror.
Anya let out a quiet sigh. Too bad. In battles where outnumbered, he always believed it was better to sever one finger than injure ten. Yet unexpectedly, Kisaragi Hozuki, who had already witnessed the Phantom Sword Art before, had become cautious. To make matters worse, his Hydrification Technique was especially troublesome. In a one-on-one duel, he could definitely wear him down quickly, but now such an opportunity seemed unlikely.
Sure enough, the expressions of several others who had seen Anya's sword skill changed completely. Not a trace of disdain remained.
One of the seven coldly remarked, "Let's go together. Don't waste time. If he's infiltrated this deeply, he might even have accomplices."
Saying that, a few of them began forming hand seals, preparing to actively launch a ninjutsu attack.
But in the next moment, a shadow flashed at extreme speed. A brilliant blade of swordlight surged forth with an earth-splitting, sky-collapsing force, roaring and crackling with thunderous sonic booms.
The group forming hand seals raised their swords in shock to block, jumping backward in retreat.
Anya surged forward along with the blade's momentum, rushing straight into the midst of the group and slashing a wide arc, drawing all seven into direct combat.
Anya was clear-eyed about this battle—he absolutely couldn't allow them the luxury of calmly executing ninjutsu. Once they seized the initiative, he would immediately fall into disadvantage and be overwhelmed to death.
He cast aside all thoughts of ninjutsu, genjutsu, or sealing techniques—his only hope lay in his sword art.
After just a few brief exchanges, he keenly identified their weaknesses. Though they were hailed as the Seven Swords of the Bloody Mist, their sword techniques, like Nocturne's, had long abandoned orthodox swordsmanship, instead using their blades to enhance their jutsu. In a one-on-one fight, he was confident he could Instant Kill all of them—except for Kisaragi Hozuki.
Only with sword skills far superior to theirs could he fight his way out of this desperate situation.
At this moment, he recalled the day he first learned swordsmanship. His teacher's teachings remained vivid in his mind—transcendent speed, precise killing techniques, and an unyielding belief ready to face death. Today was exactly the time to put them to the test.
Clang!
His ninja blade rang sharply as he unleashed the Dance of the Blade with full force, forcefully suppressing all seven opponents. Anya's bladework always struck from unexpected angles, her terrifying insight combined with flawless technique drawing the group into her rhythm.
The Dance of the Blade had never been a sword art primarily for defense; its core lay in rhythm. Mastery over rhythm enabled instant identification of opportunities to achieve the desired outcome—just like when she defeated Killer Bee.
The Seven Swords of the Bloody Mist were now completely out of sync. Every time they launched an attack, a blade light came rushing toward them. Though they clearly held a 7-on-1 advantage, it felt like fighting one-on-one—like drowning in a swamp, unable to mount any effective offense.
The moment arrived. The figure of Anya at the center suddenly stopped, her sword technique shifting from extreme speed to complete stillness, as if absorbing all chaotic blade arcs inward, transforming disorder into order, making previously unpredictable slashes readable.
One among the seven blurted out, "Anya can't hold on anymore."
Swish!
The slowing blade light resembled a rising full moon. Scenes of his master demonstrating seven strikes per second appeared in his mind. The crimson-and-black Sharingan spun rapidly with three tomoe marks, its gaze burning like true flame.
"Fall back—now!"
Hozuki Kisaragi sensed an aura of death immediately. Instantly, his body turned into a puddle of water, completely covering the remaining members. The other six instantly felt immense danger alarms ringing simultaneously and retreated backward together.
In a flash, the blade light passed through. Those six wrapped within the Hydrification Technique collapsed outward like receding waves, spreading out in a fan shape onto the ground. Endless shockwaves and blade auras rippled outward in continuous waves.
Such was the might of that single slash—terrifying beyond measure.
The fallen six bore expressions of utter horror and fear, with Biwa Juzo murmuring, "Impossible... How could he be so strong? He's practically still a kid!"
Meanwhile, Master Gen and Mei Terumi, who had hurriedly arrived on the scene, bore witness to this exact moment through the Water Mirror Technique.
Shock filled Master Gen's eyes while bitter laughter tugged at his lips. "This must be the funniest joke I've heard this year—that guy claiming himself a medical ninja."
Mei Terumi also hadn't expected her husband—who once seemed so frail he couldn't walk straight—to be powerful enough to confront head-on the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist and actually gain the upper hand.
Even Hozuki Kisaragi, having released the Hydrification Technique, stood equally stunned. That last slash had seemingly pierced right through every flaw in their swordsmanship. If not for years of combat sharpening their instincts to near-beast levels, someone likely would've died under that single blow.
Spotting Anya standing motionless for an extended period, he recovered awareness first: "Don't panic. For such a devastating attack, there must've been a heavy cost. How many times can he unleash the Dance of the Blade like that? Since he didn't follow up with another strike, it's probably because he's exhausted."
Upon hearing this reminder, the six quickly got back to their feet, encircling Anya once again.
As Hozuki Kisaragi had said, this [Life-Risking Strike Technique] nearly consumed half of Anya's physical strength. Unfortunately, her sword art was still just a hair short—That single hair's difference often decided the outcome of a battle. Her sword art still hadn't reached her master's level. Although she held the advantage, the tide of battle had already started to turn.
The wounded grew more savage. As for Anya, this was her final chance to gamble her life.
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