Naruto condensed Chakra to the soles of his feet, firmly stepping on the ice. He shot out like an arrow from a bowstring, his wooden sword aid directly at Tsurugi Fubuki's vital points.
"Ice Release: Swallows Snowstorm!"
Seeing this, Tsurugi Fubuki imdiately ford hand signs, and countless ice crystals condensed in the air.
"Too slow."
Just as she completed the hand signs, a faint voice ca from behind her.
The wooden sword, imbued with Wind Release, easily severed her left arm and cut through the Chakra armor on her back.
Naruto raised an eyebrow slightly. The opponent had managed to dodge a fatal blow at the last second, a reaction speed that was unexpected.
If not for the Chakra armor blocking for a mont and giving her a little ti, Tsurugi Fubuki would have cosplayed Li Si directly.
"Ah!"
Tsurugi Fubuki, who thought she had dodged, belatedly realized her left arm had been severed. The excruciating pain made her eyes bulge.
"If you hadn't dodged just now, it wouldn't have been so painful."
Naruto maintained his smiling expression, as if comnting on the pleasant weather.
Naruto had no childhood filter for this guy. If it weren't for the weights he was wearing, and if his sword swing had been a bit faster, this guy would have died painlessly just now.
"You… you bastard…"
Tsurugi Fubuki was terrified by that seemingly harmless smile.
This boy in front of her was clearly much younger than Kakashi, so why did he possess such terrifying strength?
The continuous gushing blood from her severed arm made her feel the fear of death for the first ti.
"Fire Style: Dragon Fire Technique!"
Three scorching fire dragon heads roared as they flew towards Tsurugi Fubuki.
After safely escorting the crew mbers back to the ship, Sasuke imdiately returned to the battlefield to support Naruto.
At the sa ti, scorching flas began to swirl around the wooden sword in Naruto's hand.
He gripped the hilt with both hands and thrust forward fiercely!
"Vacuum Attack: Fierce Fla Rush!"
Tsurugi Fubuki, who had just barely dodged the Dragon Fire Technique, turned around to see a scorching pillar of fla rushing towards her.
Having lost an arm, she couldn't form hand signs and could only tumble backward clumsily to evade.
"Hmph, trying to escape?"
Sasuke's Sharingan suddenly opened, the three tomoe rapidly spinning in his crimson pupils.
"Genjutsu: Sharingan!"
Tsurugi Fubuki, who had narrowly avoided the flas, paused abruptly the mont her gaze t Sasuke's, and her consciousness imdiately plunged into darkness.
Naruto seized this fleeting opportunity, and his wooden sword, covered in sharp Wind Release Chakra, thrust out rapidly.
The blade precisely pierced the enemy's heart.
Enemy count, minus one!
After dealing with Tsurugi Fubuki, Naruto and Sasuke looked towards Kakashi.
Due to the special protection of the Chakra armor, Kakashi, although completely suppressing Tōma Tōu, was unable to deliver a fatal blow in a short amount of ti.
Just then, Naruto and Sasuke ford a pincer movent, one from the left and one from the right.
"Fūma Shuriken: Windmill of Shadows!"
Sasuke calmly threw two giant Fūma Shuriken, one cleverly hidden in the shadow of the other.
Kakashi understood imdiately, quickly forming hand signs as the roar of Chidori echoed on the snowy ground.
Tōma Tōu was caught in a three-pronged attack, all escape routes sealed.
He weighed his options and chose to prioritize dodging the Fūma Shuriken.
Although his Chakra armor could absorb Ninjutsu attacks, it would take full damage from physical blades.
Of two evils, choose the lesser.
Just as he dodged sideways, an unexpected change occurred.
The Fūma Shuriken that was about to fly far away suddenly turned into white smoke with a "bang," revealing Naruto's figure holding a wooden sword!
"Got him!"
Naruto flicked his wrist, and the wooden sword, imbued with Wind Release Chakra, flashed across Tōma Tōu's neck like lightning.
Although the Chakra armor absorbed so Chakra, it did not affect the sharpness attached to the wooden sword.
This Chakra armor, which had the highest defense, couldn't protect the neck. Thus, this guy with his ordinary collar pulled up high, had a comic book look but couldn't protect his neck.
It seems the investnt was misplaced.
The ordinary collar offered no resistance against the slash, and blood imdiately gushed out.
Triple Kill – Shocking the World!
"Amazing! Is this what battles between Ninja are like?"
The director, sitting on the ship's railing, was so excited he gesticulated wildly, almost falling off the railing.
He clutched his assistant tightly, his eyes fixed on the distant battlefield without blinking.
"This is a true visual feast! No special effects can even co close!"
In fairness, purely in terms of visual effects, the battle between Kakashi and Tōma Tōu was clearly superior, especially when Kakashi used Chidori; the trajectory of that brilliant electric light across the snow was simply miraculous.
But Naruto's fluid and decisive manner in killing enemies also possessed a unique aesthetic.
As for dead people?
That doesn't matter.
The Ninja World has no film censorship.
After all, how many years has this so-called peace lasted?
While the Five Great Nations are outwardly stable, friction between smaller nations has never ceased.
Battles of blood and fire have never been unfamiliar to the people of this world.
The director was incredibly excited now, wishing he could imdiately put all those thrilling battle scenes onto the silver screen.
After carefully sealing the bodies of the three Snow Ninja into scrolls, Naruto and the others silently returned to the ship.
"Sugoi!"
"As expected of Konoha's Ninja!"
The ship imdiately erupted in enthusiastic cheers and praise.
However, facing the crowd's complints, the four reacted differently.
Kakashi thoughtfully looked towards Fuji Fuuyuki.
He vaguely guessed the true identity of this actress; she should be Fuka Yukiyuki, the Snow Country princess he brought out of the Land of Snow ten years ago.
At the sa ti, Kakashi also suspected Asama Sandaifu, who had strongly pushed for this trip. Could the client for this mission be soone from the current Daimyo of the Land of Snow?
Naruto watched the cheering crowd with an expressionless face, not even willing to offer a polite smile.
Among these enthusiastic faces, many had privately whispered during the voyage.
Questioning their young age, doubting their abilities, and pointing fingers behind their backs.
When in a safe environnt, they brazenly expressed their distrust; now, having witnessed the Ninja's power firsthand, they began to lavish praise.
Sasuke, as always, maintained a stern expression, deaf to the surrounding commotion.
Only Sakura could maintain a polite, faint smile.
She sensed her companions' low spirits but also understood the need to maintain basic etiquette in such a situation.
"Mr. Kakashi, your battle just now was truly spectacular!"
The director quickly approached Kakashi, his face beaming with enthusiasm. After observing just now, he was convinced that this silver-haired Ninja wearing a mask was the leader of the team, and talking to him was the right move.
"Are you interested in making a movie? I guarantee it will be a huge hit!"
The director gestured excitedly, "I'll give you a very generous reward!"
Kakashi narrowed his eyes slightly, his peripheral vision sweeping over the crew mbers who had perked up their ears. He then lowered his voice:
"Let's discuss this inside the cabin, Mr. Director."
"Yes, yes, please, please!"
The director imdiately understood, quickly stepped aside, and made a gesturing motion to 'please co in'.
"Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, call Miss Yukie and Mr. San Tayu, then co together."
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