In Mo Yu's plan, it would be ideal to kill the opponent with a single strike.
Even if he didn't manage to kill him, it didn't matter. He still had backup plans.
The current situation was one of the best possible outcomes.
What he had to do next was to keep the Yama family's Jonin tightly entangled and give him no chance to recover or breathe.
Moreover, he had to delay, letting the Jonin's injuries worsen so that he could eventually kill him.
Judging by the size of the wound and the speed of bleeding he left on his neck, as long as he could hold out for ten more minutes, the Yama family's Jonin would enter shock due to blood loss.
Mo Yu didn't waste any more words. His hands formed a series of seals.
"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"
A massive, searing fireball erupted from his mouth, heading straight toward the Yama family Jonin.
The Jonin's eyes widened in joy.
"Haha, so you're just a Chunin? You're dead! A mere Chunin thinking of killing me? You're asking for death!"
He temporarily gave up suppressing his injuries and decided to go all out and kill Mo Yu, then he would treat his wounds afterward. After all, in his mind, killing a mere Chunin was child's play.
This was the Jonin's first mistake!
"I'll show you just how big the gap between a Chunin and a Jonin is!"
The Yama family's Jonin started to form seals, much faster than Mo Yu. Although he started a moment later, he finished almost at the same time.
"Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet Jutsu!"
Coincidentally, like Asai Chizaki, he also used a C-level water jutsu, but the difference in power was night and day.
The water dragon that Asai Chizaki summoned was only about ten meters long, while this water dragon was twice the size, reaching six or seven meters, and was incredibly fierce.
The water dragon swallowed the fireball, causing countless water vapors to rise and engulf the house and both Mo Yu and the Jonin.
The next moment, the water dragon reappeared, slightly smaller, and charged directly at Mo Yu.
"Too strong!" Mo Yu's pupils shrank. The water dragon moved too fast, and he couldn't dodge in time. It collided with his chest.
Boom!
Mo Yu felt as if his organs were crushed. His body uncontrollably flew backward and crashed through the wall, landing outside the house.
"Heh, I don't believe you can survive this. A mere Chunin doesn't know when to quit."
The Yama family Jonin mocked.
However, a hand reached out from the collapsed wall, followed by another hand, a head, and then his neck... Moments later, Mo Yu stood proudly among the ruins, looking quite disheveled with tiny cuts all over his body, but his injuries didn't seem too severe.
"Uh…"
The Yama family's Jonin was stunned.
A Chunin, who had taken his jutsu head-on, survived?
"Are you a Taijutsu specialist?"
Mo Yu tilted his head. "A Taijutsu specialist? Well, I suppose you could say that."
Thanks to the Water Thunder Body Forging Technique and Zhilong Strengthening Ointment, Mo Yu's physical strength had been boosted by several levels in just half a month. His physical endurance was already comparable to that of Taijutsu-based Chunins who had trained since childhood, and he might even surpass them in terms of resilience.
But this test attack also made Mo Yu realize just how far he was from the Jonin's level.
He couldn't win by relying on ninjutsu.
"System, exchange for the Third and Fourth Gates of the Eight Gates Formation."
"Exchange successful. Consumed 60 gold coins. Your remaining balance is: 140 gold coins."
Without time to regret spending the coins, Mo Yu instantly absorbed all the information about the Life Gate and Wound Gate of the Eight Gates Formation and immediately mastered them.
"Open the gate, open!"
As the first gate opened, Mo Yu's brain power limitation was lifted, and waves of strength flooded his body.
This gate allowed him to fully unleash his physical potential.
"Rest Gate, open!"
Boom! Mo Yu's heart trembled, and blood surged like a dragon, flooding his body.
The second gate opened, instantly restoring his physical strength and clearing away all fatigue. Though his injuries remained, they no longer affected his movements.
But that wasn't enough.
"Life Gate, open!"
Mo Yu's skin began to redden as blood rushed beneath it. Green energy radiated from his body.
With the third gate open, Mo Yu's strength and speed increased even further. This was the last safe zone of the Eight Gates Formation.
Mo Yu didn't immediately open the Fourth Gate. He decided to test if this level of power would be enough to pose a threat to the Yama family's Jonin.
Lifting his head, Mo Yu's Sharingan spun faster due to the enhancement of his physical abilities. In the end, it was nothing more than a blur.
The Yama family Jonin felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were being stared at by a vicious beast.
He swallowed nervously and said in a sharp voice, "The Eight Gates Formation. You're a Taijutsu user."
Boom!
Mo Yu shot forward like a cannonball, instantly appearing beside the Yama family Jonin.
Since ninjutsu couldn't beat him, he would make sure the Jonin couldn't use any ninjutsu.
"Leaf Whirlwind!"
Mo Yu swung a whip kick.
The Yama family's Jonin swallowed his words and tried to defend against Mo Yu's attack.
In the Eight Gates state, Mo Yu's physical capabilities were multiplied several times over, and with no restrictions on stamina, he could attack without holding back.
Mo Yu's eyes spun faster, and his insight was sharpened to the maximum.
In his vision, the Yama family Jonin's movements were broken down, and the trajectory was analyzed, allowing Mo Yu to anticipate and intercept them.
Clang!
The long sword unsheathed, and Mo Yu used both his hands and feet, every strike targeting vital points without hesitation.
The Yama family's Jonin was pushed to his limits, unable to handle Mo Yu's reckless attacks. He dared not block the strikes directly, only trying to defend as best he could.
Every time he tried to break free and create distance, Mo Yu would stick to him like glue, not allowing him a moment of escape.
The worst part was the wound on his neck. As he moved, blood flowed faster, and he could feel his body growing weaker, his head dizzy, and his vision flashing with stars.
The Yama family's Jonin realized that if he kept going like this, he would surely die.
"Damn, how could I, a Jonin, be killed by a Chunin? I'll fight you to the death!"
The Yama family Jonin gritted his teeth and began to get serious. He seized an opportunity, using a kunai to block Mo Yu's long sword and quickly retreated while rapidly forming hand seals.
"Wind Style: Gale Fist!"
This was a B-rank Wind Style jutsu, and the Yama family Jonin's trump card.
The chakra was concentrated on his fist. Though it was silent, the spinning wind contained immense destructive power.
The jutsu was unleashed, and he hurled the wind-charged fist forward.
Boom!
Mo Yu's chest was struck, leaving an imprint of a fist. His clothes were shredded from the blast.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with internal organ fragments.
His face turned pale instantly, and he knelt on the ground. Though it seemed like no major wounds were visible, Mo Yu knew that his internal organs had been shattered by that punch.
The green energy surrounding Mo Yu had become faint, and his Sharingan almost stopped spinning, with his pupils showing signs of expansion.
He bit his tongue, snapping his mind back to full alertness.
"Open the Fourth Gate of the Eight Gates Formation—the Wound Gate!"
The green energy, which had almost dissipated, surged back, roaring like fire.
The Fourth Gate—Wound Gate—meant Mo Yu was entering the dangerous zone of the Eight Gates Formation, fully unleashing its true power.
The boost from this gate was even higher than the first three combined.
Mo Yu stood up, feeling like his soul had left his body, moving with the precision of a god, controlling every aspect of his body.
The pain disappeared, and fatigue was gone. It felt like he had returned to his peak form.
But Mo Yu knew this was all an illusion.
If you looked closely, you could see his skin cracking like shattered porcelain, with veins and blue blood vessels visible.
Mo Yu's body was on the verge of collapse.
"Monster! You're a monster…"
The Yama family's Jonin looked at Mo Yu, who was walking toward him, paralyzed with fear.
Without thinking, he turned and ran.
This was his second mistake.
Whoosh!
Mo Yu instantly appeared behind the Yama family Jonin. The bandages around his arm unraveled and wrapped around the Jonin like a serpent, binding him tightly.
"Eight Gates Formation: Inner Lotus!"