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Chapter 209 - land Of Snow #8

Land of Snow:

Battlefield :

Clang!

Clang!

Kakashi parried an enemy samurai's sword aside with a sharp deflection. The White Fang swept low, tracing a dangerous arc near the ground to catch a sneaking Jonin attempting a low sweep around his shins.

( ...hmm , A Samurai who Fights head on ...a Sneaky Rat and finally Roga with Ninjutsu )

With the immediate threat neutralized, Kakashi's visible eye flicked across the chaotic Battlefield , instantly locking onto Nadare Rouga, who was already wrapping up the hand seals for a heavy jutsu.

"Ice Release: Wolf Fang Technique!"

The snow around Rouga churned violently. Channeling maximum shape transformation and supercharging his chakra armor, he rapidly sculpted the surrounding Snow while mixing it with his chakra & ice into a ferocious, howling pack of charging snow wolves.

Seeing the wolves lunging to encircle him from five distinct angles while a veteran Snow Jonin moved in from his blind spot, Kakashi tightened his grip on the White Fang blade.

Flooding it with dense chakra, he spun on his heel and slashed outward.

"White Line!" X 12

A volley of sharp, blindingly white lines erupted from the edge of the White Fang Blade . These weren't standard physical slashes; much like the Land Of Iron's General Mifune's sword art, they were concentrated, high-velocity flying blades using chakra and wind Release .

Unlike Mifune's techniques, however, Kakashi's slashes manifested as razor-thin white threads of extreme compression, heavily reinforced with wind-nature chakra. Twirling his body in a lethal pirouette, Kakashi flung dozens of these compressed white lines in a 360-degree radius.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

The dense barrage of white lines sheared clean through the charging ice wolves and the falling snow , turning them into powdery mist while continuing their trajectory toward the surrounding Jonin.

"...Damn my wolves!"

"Fuck!"

"What the—?!"

Splurt!

"Ahhh!"

Rouga had kept his distance, allowing him to leap clear of the spread. The surviving samurai was positioned at mid-range, and thanks to his chakra armor, he managed to scramble out of the primary kill zone without any Injury .

But the sneaky old Snow Jonin, who had closed in to press the advantage, wasn't so lucky.

Greed came with a steep price. Caught dead center in the descending web of white slashes, the Jonin lacked the special chakra reinforcement to shrug off the pressure. Even with his elite combat prowess, the compressed wind blades swept across his torso and shoulder.

*Slash*

*Splurt*

Blood painted the snow as the man was carved open , A Bone deep wound on torso and on Left Hand which he put to defend in panic .

( I am fast .......and agility is not their forte either )

Without missing a beat, Kakashi accelerated, closing the distance to finish the wounded target before the other two commanders could regroup.

Only to be intercepted by

" Ice Release: Tearing Dragon Fierce Tiger "

ROga Shapes a pre-existing ice into a giant, freezing tiger that dashes toward Kakashi , Forcing Him to withdraw.

Kakashi was cut short But he was still able to cut open the Tiger when syuddenly

*Clang*

The Jonin Samurai joined in as he intercepted him however, suddenly at this Moment Kakashi's attention was drawn by a booming, familiar laugh echoing from above.

"--Long time no see, little Koyuki... HAHAHAHA!"

As Doto's arrogant laughter reverberated across the snowy cliffs, Kakashi's eyes didn't flick upward for even a fraction of a second. He knew his student too well, and he also understood the Operational range of Naruto's sensory network .

Clang!

Clang!

The surviving Snow Samurai charged in close again, desperately parrying Kakashi's blade to buy his wounded companion breathing room , Both Him and ROga were trying to force Kakashi back again and again so which their third companion can get on his feet fast .

Ninjutsu 

Taijutsu 

and also making Killing blows in the Middle .

( ........Naruto should be fine )

But Kakashi's mind was already several steps ahead & also somewhere else as He knew Naruto had already locked onto the airborne Daimyo, meaning any surprise aerial assassination attempts were off the table—effectively cutting Doto's immediate threat level in half.

(...Not to mention the Hiraishin )

Furthermore, Kakashi remembered that the blonde had left three shadow clones anchored directly around Koyuki with Barrier , primed to trigger an instantaneous teleportation escape at the first sign of disaster.

Cutting another Ninjutsu , Parrying another blade , Dispersing another Genjutsu , Kakashi rolled as he dodged a shuriken as he gazed at his enemies again .

(........A shame I haven't had enough time to practice & truly master this sword style )

Glancing at the struggling, huffing samurai and the heavily bleeding Snow Jonin, Kakashi's gaze hardened 

(Well, considering the circumstances...... it's not like I have a choice.)

Outnumbered, heavily pressured, and fighting to keep his Rookie genin squad alive in a hostile war zone with 100 Enemies , Kakashi realized the tactical reality of the situation.

And what It meant was That he had Only one objective on this field:

Clear the board.

In other words, take out every high-level threat on the field as fast as humanly possible so he could pivot back to protecting his students.

( Naruto would be ok ......but Sasuke and Sakura )

remembering both of His students , Both of Kakashi's eyes sharpened. They had been dead serious from the start, but now they burned with the singular, terrifying focus of a Beast .

(....Time to get serious.)

Kakashi lifted the White Fang blade in a reverse grip, bringing the flat of the steel level with his eye. The legendary blade hummed viciously, emitting a high-pitched, singing vibration that instantly vaporized every falling snowflake within a foot of the metal.

The short sword glowed a blinding, pristine white, slick with the arterial Bloody spray of the recent skirmish. In fact, between the slaughter of the Genin and Chunin vanguards, Kakashi himself was splattered with frozen blood from head to toe.

Rouga and the remaining samurai braced themselves, recognizing that the Copy Ninja had finally shifted into a completely different gear. But things took a truly horrifying turn when Kakashi fully unleashed the technique:

It wasn't just the blade or his blood-soaked clothes. Both of Kakashi's eyes began emitting a faint, luminous white light. The ethereal white aura wreathing his body thickened violently, and a dense, glowing white mist began pouring off the humming blade.

Seeing Kakashi standing there, a deep, primal shiver crawled down the spines of the three remaining Snow Jonins.

THe Man looked less like a human and more like a blood-drenched Beast whose sole purpose on earth was

Pure Slaughter 

[ IMAGE ]

*Gulp*

( Damn )

( ....is this the true prowess of the White Fang ?? )

Shaking off the terror threatening to freeze their joints, Nadare Rouga and his two battered companions lunged forward. The veteran in the chakra armor slammed his gauntlets together to project a thick, shimmering barrier of blue chakra.

while the second veteran drew his secondary katana—forced to fight one-handed after losing his main weapon, knowing that trying to weave hand seals now would only get him killed faster.

(...Damn it, I didn't sign up to fight This Kind of Beast ) the one-handed Jonin thought, his sweaty palms slipping slightly on the hilt as he stared down the terrifying white menace.

"You're out of options, Hatake!" Nadare sneered, fighting down the panic clawing at his throat. His chakra armor hummed loudly as he channeled every ounce of energy from its core.

"Without that sharingan of yours to copy our techniques, you're just a washed-up Leaf ninja playing with his daddy's broken knife!"

Kakashi didn't waste breath on a reply. He took a single, measured breath, drawing the sub-zero mountain air deep into his lungs.

(........Washed up? Maybe. But you idiots forgot why my father was feared across five nations—and it didn't take a Sharingan to do it.)

WHOOSH.

Kakashi vanished.

It wasn't a standard Body Flicker. It wasn't an ordinary burst of linear speed. The dense white aura encasing his body violently compressed, collapsing inward until he was encased in a razor-thin needle of pure, concentrated kinetic energy.

This was the true legacy of the White Fang Sword Technique.

Unlike a simple ninjutsu, it wasn't a single attack with a singular purpose. Much like the Flying Thunder God technique, it was a comprehensive, multi-layered system requiring specialized chakra-sensing, spatial-awareness training, precise tactical conditioning, and fluid movement kata plus the Teleporting Mechanism .

You couldn't just cast it by throwing hand seals; it was a complex synergy where every component multiplied the output, turning a standard 1+1 equation into an exponential devastation.

And just like Hiraishin, the Spirit Transformation, or even the Impure Reincarnation arts, the White Fang style possessed its own specialized components and gear that locked together into a seamless whole:

White Flow Blade : A unique wind-nature chakra flow that sharpened the edge of the blade far beyond normal steel & Other Chakra Flow Jutsus.

White Blade Art : A precise, brutal kata system about how to swing the sword , specifically designed to maximize the momentum and cutting vector of the flow-blade in Battle .

White Steps : A specialized, erratic Body Flicker movement designed to disrupt an opponent's spatial tracking together with the sheer speed unlike other Body Flickers , used in conjunction with the blade arts.

White Senses : A unique chakra-reinforcement technique targeting the user's sensory nerves , dramatically heightening dynamic vision, auditory tracking, and spatial awareness.

White Guard : A protective layer of white chakra forming a basic armor around the body. While it didn't boast the sheer defensive density of the Raikage's lightning shroud, it easily deflected stray shuriken and kunai.

More importantly, its primary design counteracted psychological genjutsu and sensory interference—mirroring the dampening properties of the Snow ninja's chakra walls.

Why was Hatake Sakumo once remembered as an Nightmare for Suna's elite corps and puppet masters?

Because his White Senses let him read invisible chakra threads in the dark; his White Cover protected him from the poisoned senbon, hidden shuriken, and subtle genjutsu laced into puppet battlefields;

His White Steps gave him the ghost-like mobility to navigate crowded front lines untouched; and his White Flow Blade gave him the terrifying power to carve through armor and puppets alike as if they were wet paper.

And When all This came Together

They struck fear into the hearts of nations under A single, legendary moniker .

The White Fang

*Whoosh*

Kakashi disappered as he noticed Roga's Next move.

[ Ice Release : Snow Dragon Bullet ]

Kakashi vanished as the snow dragon Bulletslammed in his previous position , Making every Jonin Nervous with Cold sweat from the Beast's disapperance .

"Left!" the Armored Jonin barked, desperately raising his massive gauntlets to interpose his defensive wall.

But He was wrong & Slow .

Kakashi materialized directly in his guard's dead spot—not to the left, but directly beneath his center of gravity with pure speed , slanting upward like a striking cobra. The White Fang blade didn't collide with the heavy armor; it flowed along the microscopic seams where the chakra plates met the chest piece.

[ White Fang Style: Crescent Fang]

A blinding arc of silver-white light split the freezing air. The heavy-armored Jonin didn't even have time to register the failure of his suit's defensive barrier. The white chakra blade sheared cleanly through the dense alloy, the chest plate, and the spine beneath it in a single fluid stroke.

SPURT!

Before the bisected body of the first Jonin could even hit the snow, the second veteran swung his two-handed chakra katana in a broad, brutal horizontal arc aimed straight at Kakashi's neck.

CLANG—!

The collision of metal shook the frost off the surrounding crags. Kakashi hadn't dodged. He had caught the massive two-handed blade on the narrow spine of his own short sword, angling his wrist by a fraction of a degree to redirect the immense downward momentum straight into the icy ground.

*BOOM*

The veteran's eyes widened in disbelief as his heavy strike buried itself deep into the solid permafrost.

"What kind of—?!"

"You rely too much on the suit's output," Kakashi's cold, low voice whispered inches from his ear. "It makes your footwork Stiif "

Kakashi pivoted on his heel, using the veteran's own trapped blade as a fulcrum. Releasing his grip on the White Fang blade for a microsecond, he flipped the short sword mid-air, caught it in a reverse grip, and drove it downward through the exposed neck guard of the second Jonin.

*Puchi!*

White chakra erupted from the back of the neck guard, severing the neck and nerves instantly. The second Jonin collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.

Two Jonin.

Four seconds.

A time-frame that didn't Nadare any interfarence , and watching all this Rouga's face drained of color. He scrambled backward, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.

"Impossible... The armor... the chakra density should easily stop those blades!"

"Not if my sword is sharp enough..." Kakashi said calmly, stepping over the fresh corpses. His silver bloodied hair whipped in the rising wind, his short sword dripping with neither blood nor rust—only coated in that terrifying, humming white aura.

"White chakra isn't just sharp, Nadare. It severs everything in its path, utilizing everything available to the host—whether it's senses, momentum, chakra, or raw strength. You snow people with Chakra armor seem to forget those basic fundamentals."

Seeing the gruesome scene and hearing Kakashi's deadpan words, Nadare roared in pure panic, pushing his chakra armor to its absolute maximum output.

"DIE!" Nadare screamed, slamming both hands violently into the snow.

"Ice Release: Ice Dragon Blizzard!"

A monstrous, roaring dragon forged of Snow & ice and supercooled wind erupted from the snowdrift, its jaws gaping wide enough to swallow a transport carriage whole. The sheer pressure of the jutsu cracked the surrounding Ground and Snow alike .

Seeing the scale of his attack, Rouga smirked—until he saw Kakashi move.

Kakashi didn't weave a single hand seal. He didn't drop into a defensive stance.

He simply lowered his center of mass, extended the White Fang blade horizontally at his hip, and stepped directly into the mouth of the Ice dragon.

[White Fang Style: Execution]

A sound like a shattering mirror echoed across the entire canyon.

A single, continuous line of blinding white light cut clean through the center of the ice dragon. The ice shattered into millions of harmless, powdery crystals that rained down over the snowbanks.

Nadare froze mid-seal, his eyes wide, staring down at his own chest.

Across the center of his top-tier, maximum-output Chakra Armor, a hair-thin line of white smoke was rising. The core mechanism inside the suit was cut open , and so was his chest .

"You... how.... didn't you—*cough*—ran away ...last time...?" Nadare choked out, blood leaking from the corners of his mouth.

"I never had a reason to run from you," Kakashi replied softly, standing behind him with his back turned, slowly swinging the White Fang , splattering the blood on the blade in a semi-circle.

"Ten years ago, my mission was to protect the Princess. Today.... my mission is to clean up the past."

Saying his piece, the White Fang swung once more in a silent arc, letting Rouga's head fly through the freezing air and drop heavily into the snow.

Nadare Rouga's headless body fell forward, crashing into the snow, completely motionless.

With all three Jonin eliminated, the remaining Snow Chunin and Genin around halted in paralyzed terror.

The terrifying Copy Ninja hadn't just killed their elite leaders; he had Butchered them with a White Blade like a Beast .

Kakashi exhaled a long cloud of white steam, his eye shifting up toward the sky where Kazehana Doto hovered in mid-air, currently engaging with Naruto.

"Hmm...?" Kakashi whispered to himself, his voice echoing cold and clear over the chaotic battlefield. "Naruto is struggling...?"

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Author's notes :

At first I wanted to End the Snow arc with this chapter 

according to my plan , first 200-400 words , I will make Kakashi kill the Jonin and then the rest of chapter will focus On Naruto's fight or some sasuke and sakura side .

But then  , I remembered that my story is not just about Naruto but also about other characters too , and while Sasuke , Hinata , Ino and others have got their Charactr development .

Kakashi hasn't 

So I started writing ........I didn't know what came over as kept it going and going .

and this is the result , while not much of awesome fight or something ,This chapter main focus was on Kakashi's new abilities , his coping with absence of sharingan , his present with White fang sword 

and finally His prowess 

THnak you .

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