There were a lot of them.
About a company, thirty-something people, more than three times the size of Kakashi's squad.
And they weren't weak.
At least, they were around the average level of the other members in Kakashi's squad.
Moreover, there were several figures with strong auras in the Hidden Mist's team, obviously not pushovers.
But...that was all.
The Hidden Mist was moving quickly.
They were expected to arrive in less than ten minutes.
Qingchuan maintained a smile, watching the unsuspecting squad members, inwardly calculating.
In this situation, tactical retreat was the first option here.
But his Senbonzakura was already hungry and impatient...
He couldn't run.
Then he would fight!
He would make up for those few cannon fodder he lost, all at once!
Qingchuan immediately became excited, but his smile remained. An audacious plan suddenly appeared in his mind...
"Kakashi-senpai, excuse me."
"I'll be right back."
Qingchuan greeted Kakashi and walked towards the Hidden Mist group, holding his sword.
"Don't go too...far?"
Kakashi's instructions were only halfway through when Qingchuan used a Shunshin and disappeared.
Kakashi was confused.
But soon, that confusion turned into worry.
"Captain, though I understand your feelings, as someone who's been there, I still want to remind you..."
The older Anbu walked over and winked at Kakashi.
"Girls need a little space..."
"Space?" Kakashi was even more confused. "What space? What did I do wrong?"
"Hehe!" The older Anbu chuckled and arched his back to the air, winking.
"Little Haruko is still young... There are some things she needs to solve alone!"
"Ya know?"
Kakashi: "..........."
.......
The Shunpo started one after another, Qingchuan easily evaded the squad members responsible for guarding the perimeter, and returned to the Hidden Mist.
On a big tree.
Qingchuan stopped, roughly estimating the time and distance.
The Hidden Mist was getting closer.
"Twenty seconds...?"
"That's about right."
Holding his breath.
Qingchuan took a deep breath, adjusting his spiritual power.
"Ye Lord!"
"Mask of blood and flesh, all things, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man!"
"Truth and temperance, let but walls of dreams lightly encase!"
The soaring chant, in the most even tone, bloomed from Qingchuan's mouth.
Two fingers pointed forward.
As the Hidden Mist entered the range, Qingchuan's spiritual power suddenly erupted!
Hadō #33: Sōkatsui!
The concentrated white blast, like thunder, rushed forward in a linear fashion.
BOOM!!!!
A massive explosion rang out, the blast crushing countless trees. When it reached the Hidden Mist, it bloomed!
The power of the explosion made the entire forest tremble!
Qingchuan roughly calculated the location of the Hidden Mist survivors.
Shunpo activated again, and he arrived at the remaining Hidden Mist.
The smile on his face was more brilliant than ever...
"Is anyone there?"
"Delivery's here!"
Senbonzakura left its scabbard.
The small figure, with the long ponytail, flashed non-stop...
The cautious Qingchuan treated every enemy as if they were Orochimaru.
Every strike was a full-force slash!
Several cannon fodder who had not recovered from the sudden blast fell to the ground.
The remaining Hidden Mist quickly grabbed their weapons and rushed towards Qingchuan without a word!
This was the battle of a ninja.
Silently, everything happened in the flash of swords.
If the huge scar hadn't been too obvious, this forest would have been a magnificent ninja sword performance.
After nearly a year of sparring with Orochimaru, Qingchuan's strength was far beyond the average cannon fodder.
The Sharingan was flashing, and Senbonzakura's strikes were simple but effective.
With the Shunpo, his body always appeared in the best position.
Then...reaping souls!
After about half a minute.
Qingchuan stopped using Shunpo and stopped slashing, slightly panting as he calmed the blood surging within him, and calmed his heart.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was littered with corpses!
A little exciting...
The Bankai proficiency had finally gone up a little.
Qingchuan frowned.
"Just cannon fodder..."
"Damn..."
He worked hard for half a day. More than ten souls died under Senbonzakura, but he only got less than 0.1%!
If he wanted to complete Bankai, wouldn't that mean he had to kill more than 10,000 people?
The Third Raikage didn't even beat that many Iwagakure to death!
"Actually...cough! At such a distance...he launched the attack..."
"Underestimated you Konoha...ah..."
At that moment.
A weak voice sounded, mixed with constant coughs, attracting Qingchuan's attention.
"A fish that got away?"
Qingchuan raised an eyebrow.
At this close range, Soul Perception couldn't ignore it.
It was only because the guy was almost dead that it happened.
Qingchuan raised Senbonzakura, pointing it at the Hidden Mist.
"In the next life, please try to train harder."
"Huh?"
Just as Qingchuan was about to strike, he suddenly noticed the difference in that person's right eye.
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