On the hill.
An Anbu ninja wearing a fox mask, who was crouching, said, "Lord Sakumo, they've split their forces. Two four-man squads have gone towards Asuma!"
Hatake Sakumo drew his sword and said, "Let two squads go, and let's finish this quickly!"
The two Anbu ninjas nodded in unison.
There were three of them against twenty-two enemies; it was impossible to stop everyone.
Therefore, letting a portion of them go and quickly eliminating the rest was the optimal choice.
Soon.
The twenty-two enemies charged.
Hatake Sakumo leaped forward, transforming into a streak of white lightning that cut through the night.
Poof, poof, poof!
Blood splattered.
In an instant, three people were killed by Hatake Sakumo.
"Careful, it's Konoha's White Fang!"
"Scatter!"
"Damn it, hold him off!"
Rumble!
Screams, roars, the clash of ninjutsu, and the sound of the earth shaking and exploding mixed together, echoing far into the distance.
In the darkness, the white lightning was dazzling and unstoppable.
Furthermore, with the cooperation of the Anbu ninjas wearing fox masks, they constantly altered the terrain and divided the enemies, preventing them from surrounding Hatake Sakumo and making him even more formidable.
However.
There were only three of them in the end.
Eight of the twenty-two enemies still managed to bypass the battlefield and pursue Yūhi Kurenai and the others.
At the same time.
In another direction, Sarutobi Asuma, who had donned a fox mask using the Transformation Technique, stopped and turned around, then blew out a breath.
A strong wind howled and swept back in the direction they had come from.
Soon, he sensed the enemies.
"Eight people!"
"Judging by their chakra intensity, four are Jonin, and the rest are mostly seasoned Chunin."
Beneath the mask, Sarutobi Asuma frowned and thought for a moment, then took out two smoke bombs from his ninja pouch.
After waiting for a moment, he tossed the smoke bombs.
Thick purple smoke immediately billowed out, covering the surroundings.
At this moment, the eight pursuing enemies had closed in to less than a hundred meters.
"Scatter!"
With a loud shout, the eight people split into two teams, scattering in a "八" formation, and their leaders simultaneously performed hand seals and unleashed ninjutsu.
Boom!
The air churned, forming two gales that rolled towards the billowing smoke bombs.
But at this moment, Sarutobi Asuma, wearing a fox mask, appeared. He blew out a breath, and with a roar, a storm erupted, forcefully dispersing the incoming storm, and its residual force continued to sweep towards the eight enemies.
Wherever the strong wind passed, it left marks on the ground, as if scraped by a knife.
This technique was not just Wind Style: Great Breakthrough, but also Wind Style: Wind Cutting Technique!
One was a Level 6 ninjutsu, and the other was a Level 4 ninjutsu. The former had a large range and strong winds, while the latter condensed wind into blades.
However, the enemies reacted extremely quickly. Seeing their ninjutsu broken, their defensive ninjutsu was immediately activated.
Or rather, before their ninjutsu was broken, the hand seals for the defensive ninjutsu had actually been completed, and they were in a state ready to be activated at any moment.
An earth wall rose from the ground, blocking all the residual power of Sarutobi Asuma's Wind Style ninjutsu.
It was at this moment.
A sharp, piercing sound rang out.
The swirling smoke churned.
Sarutobi Asuma's true body, carrying the Wind Style: Rasenshuriken, leaped into the sky, emerging from the area covered by the smoke bombs. A blinding white light illuminated the night sky.
"Go!"
With a flick of his arm, the giant windmill descended from the sky, falling diagonally and soaring over the two earth walls.
"Scatter!"
The enemy's roars and screams echoed, but were quickly drowned out by the sound of the Wind Style: Rasenshuriken.
The sphere of light expanded, illuminating the surroundings and engulfing figures one by one.
Then, with a violent roar, a storm swept out in all directions, and the smoke vanished instantly.
Sarutobi Asuma had already dispelled the Shadow Clone he used to cast Wind Style. His main body, using the Wind Body Flicker, merged into the storm created by the Wind Style: Rasenshuriken's explosion and rapidly retreated.
A moment later, the storm ended.
Bodies were scattered throughout the large crater.
At the edge, three figures stared at the crater and their fallen comrades within, momentarily stunned.
Such a terrifying Wind Style ninjutsu was truly unlike anything they had ever seen.
One jutsu had nearly annihilated them.
Suppressing their inner fear, one of the Jonin said, "This kind of Wind Style ninjutsu is likely the one developed by Sarutobi Asuma, the Second Son of Konoha's Third Hokage!"
"The one who used the jutsu just now must be this brat!"
Another immediately added, "I heard he's following Konoha's White Fang. Are we going up against Konoha's White Fang?"
The third person stood up, clutching his left arm, and said, "If Konoha's White Fang were here, we'd already be dead!"
"Konoha's White Fang must be over there. What we're chasing here is likely bait!"
"However, if we can't catch the target, capturing or eliminating Sarutobi Asuma could still make up for our losses!"
The Jonin who spoke first nodded and gave chase, saying, "Such a powerful jutsu must consume a lot of chakra. That brat is said to be only nine years old; he can't have much chakra left. Hurry, chase him!"
Meanwhile.
When the Wind Style: Rasenshuriken detonated, both Hatake Sakumo and the other two Anbu ninjas noticed it.
The commotion was too great, and it was in the dead of night. The blinding white light emitted when the jutsu exploded was too dazzling.
Hatake Sakumo's heart felt as if it had been set down.
Soon.
All the enemies were dealt with.
Hatake Sakumo spoke to the Anbu ninja wearing a fox mask, "You guys go to Asuma's location!"
The Anbu ninja wearing a fox mask shook his head, "No, I trust Asuma!"
Hatake Sakumo hesitated for a moment, then nodded and chased in the direction Yūhi Kurenai and the others had left.
The two Anbu ninjas immediately followed closely.
At the same time.
Sarutobi Asuma's main body caught up with his four Shadow Clones and stopped.
Only three enemies remained; he could fight them!
The Shadow Clones were dispelled, and the distributed chakra returned. Sarutobi Asuma drew his Chakra Blade and used the Transformation Technique, changing into the appearance of Hatake Sakumo.
Soon, the three enemies caught up.
Zzzt!
White electric arcs appeared all over Sarutobi Asuma's body, engulfing him in white lightning.
"Konoha's White Fang!"
The three enemies cried out in alarm, exchanged glances, and without hesitation turned to flee.
"Tsk tsk!"
Sarutobi Asuma clicked his tongue and then blew out a breath.
Boom!
A strong wind erupted.
The electric light on his body dissipated, and he immediately merged into the gust.
The three fleeing enemies were swept up by the strong wind, and Sarutobi Asuma followed closely behind.
Blue light flashed, and heads separated from bodies. Blood scattered like raindrops in the howling wind.
"Tsk tsk, a mere Transformation Technique scared you all like this. You're such cowards!"
Sarutobi Asuma's mocking laughter reached the ears of the other two.
They had been tricked!
The two Jonin were startled. One of them sensed danger and instinctively swung his blade.
The next moment, accompanied by the clang of metal, the long sword was split in two. Sarutobi Asuma appeared, and the Chakra Short Sword in his hand, after cutting through the enemy's long sword, plunged forward with a swish. The incredibly sharp blade sliced diagonally from the enemy's shoulder down to his waist.
"Ah!"
The enemy let out a piercing scream, blood gushing out, but his feet instinctively moved him backward at high speed.
At the same time, another Jonin instantly appeared beside Sarutobi Asuma and swung his blade down.
The Rasengan collided with the blade, just like Sarutobi Asuma's left hand, and then exploded with a bang.
The enemy was blown away, and Sarutobi Asuma took the opportunity to retreat. Before he even landed, he opened his mouth and spat out consecutively.
Fire Style: Flame Bullet!
Two orange flame bullets attacked two enemies respectively.
The enemy who had been cut this time could not dodge such a rapid attack and was directly hit. With a bang, his body was blown to pieces, turning into balls of fire that fell to the ground.
Sarutobi Asuma's casting speed was too fast. The other person had no time to respond with Ninjutsu, nor could they dodge. With a roar, he raised his hand and cut the flame bullet in half, but immediately let out a piercing scream.
The flame bullet, cut in two, grazed his side. The terrifying high temperature instantly turned the clothes on his arms and shoulders to ash, and the flesh on his upper arms and shoulders ripped open in mere moments.
Such pain and injuries almost rendered this person's arms useless in battle.
Sarutobi Asuma didn't stop for a moment. In the blink of an eye, he arrived and his Chakra Blade, covered in blue light, slashed down again, easily cutting the enemy's sword in half before diagonally slicing through his face.
He sheathed his blade.
Sarutobi Asuma didn't stop, his figure heading towards the southeast.
Behind him, the enemy's stiff body suddenly had its head split in two.
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