Chapitre 15: Chapter 15: Fight
Observing the five Genin before him, leader of mercenaries, a samurai-like individual, stood firm, wielding a samurai sword while adorned in lacquered hardwood armor. His countenance exuded a fierce intensity.
Two towering figures, resembling bears, each measuring two meters in height, caught the eye. One brandished a large metal stick, while the other gripped a machete. However, their intimidating presence seemed more like a facade, as their prowess in ninjutsu appeared lacking.
A masked female ninja garbed in purple stood alongside a ninja with a distinctive pineapple-shaped hairstyle, who wielded a long staff resembling a bamboo pole.
Although these individuals lacked great Chakra strength, their experiences as battle-hardened mercenaries endowed them with an indomitable spirit far surpassing the lackluster performance of the timid girl accompanying Orochimaru.
"Dispatch them swiftly!" Orochimaru flung his long staff, proclaiming, "Shadow Clone Technique: Shuriken!"
"What?!" Several opponents found themselves in a state of urgency when they witnessed the abundance of projectiles coming their way.
Orochimaru charged directly at the young samurai-clad boy, his clawed hand aiming for the boy's face.
The samurai boy retaliated, slashing at Orochimaru with his knife.
Orochimaru deftly evaded, allowing the blade to slice through the air close to his face. The samurai was taken aback by Orochimaru's casual evasion. Seizing the opportunity, Orochimaru swiftly struck, his hand contorting at an odd angle as it pierced through the samurai's hand holding the sword, immobilizing him by grasping his neck.
The samurai struggled in horror, only to be forcefully slammed onto the ground by Orochimaru. With a crushing force, Orochimaru crushed the samurai's throat, resulting in a dreadful "click" sound.
"What?!" The remaining ninjas were startled. Despite being fellow ninjas, they were defeated within seconds!
"Observe the extraordinary power I have recently acquired!" Tsunade declared, unwilling to be outdone. She launched a powerful punch towards one of the brawny men wielding a large stick.
With a resounding "bang," the brawny man broke into a cold sweat, his stick knocked out of his hands by a single punch.
Another punch followed, causing the brawny man to drop to one knee.
"Go to hell!" exclaimed the brawny man with the machete, slashing towards Tsunade.
Tsunade's eyes turned cold as she abruptly raised one leg. The brawny man with the machete received a powerful kick to the chin, resulting in a spray of blood and teeth. With the force of the impact, his two or three-hundred-pound body was sent flying like a discarded rag.
After a few more punches, both brawny men lay defeated at Tsunade's feet.
"Hey, you're all a bunch of weaklings!" Tsunade sneered disdainfully.
Meanwhile, Jiraiya had effectively subdued the ninja with the pineapple hairstyle, tightly restraining him with his own hair. Witnessing the blood-drenched, convulsing figure lying on the ground, Jiraiya couldn't help but feel a twinge of remorse.
"Illusion: Immobilization!" The masked ninja in purple felt her heart sink. She unleashed an illusion intended to leave Jiraiya momentarily disoriented, but he quickly recovered and swiftly advanced towards the timid girl, Dian'an.
"Hmph!" Orochimaru regarded the ninja coldly, causing her to feel as if her head had been struck by a sledgehammer. She stumbled and screamed in distress. Orochimaru then flung a handful of his long staff, piercing her heart with a resounding thud.
Blood spattered, and the ninja emitted a raspy cough before collapsing, unwilling to meet her demise.
Within a mere minute, the five ninjas had been eliminated. Orochimaru remained unfazed; his opponents were far too feeble.
Dianan found herself drenched in blood from the fallen ninja. Overwhelmed by horror and paleness, she let out a piercing scream before covering her mouth.
"How could such a person be a ninja?" Orochimaru didn't even spare a glance at the blood-covered girl.
On the other side, the battle between the two mercenary leaders and the Chunin from Konoha was far from optimistic.
Nanmu found himself in an extremely precarious situation. The enemy possessed overwhelming physical strength, rendering his water-based techniques ineffective. He had been relentlessly pursued and attacked, unable to unleash more potent ninjutsu due to his depleted chakra reserves.
"Come on, Konoha brat!" the leader jeered, his eyes filled with cruelty. However, when he turned around, he beheld the sight of his five subordinates lying motionless on the ground, with Konoha's Jounin approaching.
"These fools!" the leader shouted. "Crow, stop toying with them!"
Crow, the second-in-command, stood atop a tree, while Mucheng, Konoha's Chunin, found himself exhausted under the relentless onslaught of several illusory crows.
In Mucheng's eyes, he was besieged by a swarm of crows. He swung wildly, causing illusory crows to fall like rain. However, no matter how many he struck down, the illusionary crows seemed endless, trapping Mucheng, who gasped for breath like an overburdened ox, unable to escape.
Hearing the boss's command, Crow sneered coldly. "In that case, the game is over." He performed another seal, exclaiming, "Illusion: Evil Crow Storm!"
All the crows within Mucheng's sight emitted piercing screeches as they swooped down, assaulting him from every direction.
"Uh-oh!" The excruciating pain tore through his mind as the crows breached his defenses, piercing his body.
With each impact, Mucheng's gaze froze for a moment until he finally became immobile.
"To hell with you!" Crow flung a handful of his long staff, revealing an explosive talisman attached to it.
"Hair Needle!" Jiraiya bellowed, using his resilient hair to shield Mucheng in a desperate attempt.
"Boom!" Jiraiya's hair was torn apart, and the explosion sent him flying. Tsunade immediately rushed to his aid.
"Leave him to me!" Orochimaru licked his lips excitedly, his eyes fixed on Crow like a snake fixated on its prey.
"Be careful, kid!" Nanmu inwardly screamed. He had underestimated this group of individuals, and his status as a Konoha ninja had made him somewhat arrogant, causing him to underestimate their strength.
If he couldn't handle these three Jonin, he would need to escape, but the responsibility rested solely on his shoulders. The thought made Nanmu anxious, and a fresh wave of pain surged through his body.
"Don't worry, you'll all meet your end!" the leader sneered. He had intended to part ways with a few Jounin after completing this mission, but now, he had even saved on paying them.
The crow, feeling uncomfortable under Orochimaru's gaze, took the lead. "Dark Wind!"
A crow screeched and dove downward while several illusory crows materialized and flew in a spiral trajectory, attacking Orochimaru.
This marked Orochimaru's first encounter with an illusion-type ninja. In his perception, a vague spiritual force brushed against his mind. Yet, the Chakra of the Chunin proved feeble, dissipating upon colliding with Orochimaru's powerful mental strength.
Orochimaru had no intention of wasting any time. He dispatched the crow with a swift strike, turning it into a puff of smoke. Swiftly advancing, he deceived the remaining illusory crows, launching an instantaneous attack with his Shadow Snake Hands.
Caught off guard, the crow watched in horror as all of the illusory crows scattered, plummeting to the ground. Orochimaru moved with deadly precision, slaughtering the crows.
How is this possible? Illusions have no effect whatsoever!
Orochimaru swiftly closed in on the crow, who could feel the razor-sharpness of Orochimaru's hands.
Facing imminent death, the crow screamed, "Evil Crow, Roaring Darkness!"
This ninjutsu aimed to instill fear in the opponent, inducing panic. In the past, Crow had employed this technique to deal with close-quarters combat.
However, all he received in return was Orochimaru's unwavering expression and a precise stab!
"Pfft!" Following the strike, Crow's heart filled with despair. Was this kid immune to illusions?
Unexpectedly, he was slaughtered like a helpless chicken, falling to the ground in his final moments.
"Well done!" Nanmu repelled the leader, overjoyed at the turn of events.
I misjudged myself. This brat is likely more powerful than me. As long as he and the three Genin work together to surround the leader, success is practically guaranteed.
"Crow!" The leader couldn't believe it. His capable subordinates proved to be so vulnerable! Now, only the leader remained, eager to escape.
"Well done, Orochimaru!" Jiraiya stroked his now-blackened hair, expressing relief through a victorious fist pump.
Meanwhile, Mucheng lay sprawled on the ground, having been freed from Tsunade's intervention. Witnessing the scene, he felt an overwhelming sense of shame, gasping for breath.
Are Genin nowadays really this overpowering?
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