redvbooks Chapter 443 Ambush in the Forest
Chapter 443 Ambush in the Forest
The way the daily din was calm to the point of being cold-blooded.
Ignoring the harassment from the flanks, Byakugan had already calculated the landing points of all the shuriken.
He simply extended his left hand, as easily as brushing away willow catkins, and deflected several deadly shuriken.
At the same time, his right hand met the kunai of the Sand Ninja who was launching a frontal assault.
It's not a head-on collision.
Instead, he used an extremely clever technique, twisting his wrist so that the chakra of Gentle Fist could wrap around the opponent's arm and ascend.
The Sand Ninja felt a numbness in his arm, as if countless fine needles were piercing his meridians. He could no longer hold onto his kunai, and it flew out of his hand.
"What?!"
He was terrified.
But Rissho no longer gave him any more chances.
"Gentle Fist Technique: Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!"
The figure of the man approached in an instant, the afterimages of his hands moving so fast that they were dazzling.
"two!"
"Four!"
"..."
"Sixty-four palm strikes!"
The dense, continuous sound of the blows was like a sudden downpour pounding on banana leaves.
When the final palm strike landed, all 64 chakra points on the Sand Ninja's body were sealed off.
He collapsed stiffly to the ground, his chakra completely sealed, his life force rapidly draining away. He couldn't even move a finger, and could only watch helplessly as Hyuga Hizashi's figure walked past him and pounced on his next target.
Such scenes unfold at every point along the mountain road.
Just as a Sand Ninja was forming a few hand seals, preparing to unleash a Wind Release ninjutsu, a figure approached like a ghost, slashing his wrist with a chop, instantly interrupting his technique. Immediately following, a precise palm strike hit his heart.
Another Sand Ninja brandished a kunai, attempting to engage a Hyuga ninja in close combat, but was rendered dizzy by the opponent's maneuvers.
Each attack seemed light and airy, yet it always managed to strike his joints and vital points, rendering him powerless.
Every counterattack from the Sand Ninja was anticipated and easily neutralized by those all-seeing Byakugan eyes.
This was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.
A precise, surgical-like cleanup.
Hiashi Hyuga moved swiftly across the battlefield, his pure white eyes calmly observing the entire scene.
His 360-degree unobstructed view allowed him to be fully aware of every detail on the battlefield.
Suddenly, he stopped.
In his field of vision, a Sand Ninja took advantage of the chaos to fall behind a rock, quickly forming hand seals.
That was an Earth Release ninjutsu.
"Earth Release: Decapitation Technique of the Heart"
The Sand Ninja's body sank silently into the ground, leaving only a patch of inconspicuous loose soil.
His target is a Hyuga clansman who is pursuing an enemy.
Hiashi Hyuga's face remained unchanged.
Just as the young clansman was about to step into the trap, Rizu's voice rang out softly.
"Qinghui, three steps to the left rear, underground."
The young ninja named Qinghui paused instinctively, and without any hesitation, immediately obeyed the order, taking three steps back to the left and rear, while simultaneously assuming the starting stance of Gentle Fist.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the ground beneath his feet, but he grasped at nothing.
Immediately afterwards, the head of a Sand Ninja emerged from the ground, his face full of astonishment.
He couldn't understand how his well-concealed attack had been discovered.
What awaited him was Qinghui's soft fist, which was already prepared and contained rage.
"……die!"
"Peng—"
The chaos subsided completely within half a minute.
On the mountain road, the corpses of twelve Sand Village ninjas lay scattered on the ground, each with the lingering horror and bewilderment of their dying moments on their faces.
There was no fierce battle, no dazzling clash of ninjutsu.
Only extreme efficiency and a chilling silence.
Japanese football player stood in the center of the chaotic battlefield, his pure white pupils scanning the entire field.
There were twelve corpses, and not one of them survived.
He issued a second order.
"Clean up the site, pack supplies, and prepare to evacuate."
His voice was as calm as ever, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.
The Hyuga clan members immediately sprang into action, working in pairs. One person took out a blank sealing scroll and sealed the scattered puppet remains of the Sand Ninja, while the other person was responsible for collecting the sealing scroll.
Hiashi Hyuga, who had been observing with his Byakugan, suddenly froze without warning.
He suddenly turned his head to a certain direction in the southwest!
At the edge of Hiashi Hyuga's field of vision, in a dense jungle, a powerful and chilling chakra reaction was rapidly approaching their area.
Those were neither ninjas from Sunagakure nor ninjas from Iwagakure.
Their chakra was cold and condensed, carrying the dampness and desolation unique to the Land of Rain.
The leading chakra contained an enormous amount of chakra, which was cold, icy, and extremely corrosive. Just sensing it from a distance caused Hiashi's skin to break out in a fine layer of goosebumps.
Hyuga Hizashi noticed his brother's unusual behavior almost simultaneously.
"Brother?"
Hiashi Hyuga did not reply.
His rolled eyes stretched his vision to its limit, piercing through layers of trees and mountains.
He saw it.
I spotted a Rain Ninja squad.
Each of them wore a distinctive breathing mask as they moved silently through the forest.
At the very front of the group was a person who was not particularly tall.
The man was also wearing a huge breathing mask, and his exposed skin had an unhealthy paleness.
On his back, a huge chain sickle was slung diagonally, its blade reflecting a chilling aura in the dim light filtering through the forest.
Although they have never fought, that iconic attire could only belong to one person in the ninja world.
The leader of Amegakure.
The man hailed as a demigod.
Sansho fish, half-cooked.