Surprised by the sudden attack from Qingming's blade slicing toward him from the right, Murakami Yu was alarmed. He immediately redirected the kunai in his hand, initially aimed for a strike, to block the attack.
However, the wound Qingming had left on his right arm earlier had compromised its agility.
Moreover, Qingming's strike was both abrupt and lightning-fast.
As a result, Murakami Yu failed to block it.
Slash!
The sound of sharp steel tearing through flesh rang out.
"Ah!"
A short cry of agony escaped Murakami Yu's lips.
Qingming's blade, laced with wind-style chakra compressed to its utmost, slashed clean through his right arm.
In the next moment, half of Murakami Yu's arm fell to the ground.
Blood gushed out in torrents, staining the earth beneath in a wide crimson pool.
Murakami Yu, gritting his teeth against the searing pain, leapt backward multiple times, trying to create distance between himself and Qingming.
However, Qingming was relentless.
The moment Murakami Yu retreated, Qingming unleashed his Instant Sword Technique once more, closing the gap at astonishing speed.
This time, though, an ambush awaited him.
The attacker was none other than another Mist Ninja.
The rapid events moments ago had left this Mist Jōnin unable to react in time.
Now, seizing an opportunity, they launched a flurry of shuriken at Qingming.
Sensing danger, Qingming quickly abandoned his intent to deliver the finishing blow and deftly sidestepped the incoming attack.
But the Mist Jōnin wasn't done. They followed up with a barrage of kunai aimed directly at Qingming.
Turning slightly, Qingming activated his Sharingan, fully utilizing its power of perception. In an instant, he noticed the trick hidden among the kunai.
One of them had an explosive tag wrapped around its handle, camouflaged so well that it could have easily been overlooked.
Had he treated it as a regular kunai, Qingming would have been gravely injured.
Fortunately, he had maintained constant vigilance.
Within moments, he discerned the trajectory of the trapped kunai.
Quickly retrieving a kunai from his pouch, he hurled it without hesitation.
The two kunai collided mid-air with a metallic clang, sending sparks flying.
Each deflected in opposite directions.
Boom!
A deafening explosion erupted, yet Qingming remained unharmed.
The remaining kunai were easily evaded.
Without pausing, Qingming activated his Instant Sword Technique again, pursuing the fleeing Murakami Yu.
At this point, Murakami Yu, while treating his grievously wounded arm, was desperately sprinting toward the coastline, clearly attempting to escape.
Even with the other Mist Jōnin's interference, Qingming effortlessly caught up to him.
Another battle broke out immediately.
It wasn't long before the other Mist Jōnin joined in.
This time, however, the fight was short-lived. Qingming swiftly overwhelmed the two.
Losing an arm was a devastating handicap for any ninja, and without Murakami Yu's strength to support, the remaining Mist Jōnin was no match for Qingming.
Within minutes, Qingming landed a devastating blow on the Mist Jōnin, leaving a deep wound that exposed bone.
Both Mist Jōnin were now heavily injured.
Huff… Huff…
The two panted heavily, glaring at Qingming as he steadily approached them. Exchanging glances, they shouted in unison, "Run!"
With that, two smoke bombs exploded at their feet.
Dark purple smoke, accompanied by a pungent odor, rapidly spread, covering a radius of over ten meters.
Caught in the smoke, Qingming felt a wave of discomfort. His sensory abilities were dulled, making it difficult to pinpoint the Mist Jōnin's locations.
Clearly, this smoke wasn't just for obscuring vision—it also disrupted perception.
Realizing this, Qingming wasted no time. Forming hand seals, he unleashed Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!
Whoosh!
A fierce gust erupted from his mouth, sweeping away the smoke in an instant.
Qingming's gaze swept across the area, and he immediately spotted Murakami Yu and the other Mist Jōnin.
There were seven or eight of them, however.
Half of them were Murakami Yu's clones, and the other half were the Mist Jōnin's.
It was clear they had used the Shadow Clone Technique to confuse him.
Wait—Murakami Yu had just lost an arm.
Unless he had trained extensively for one-handed seals, there was no way he could perform the Shadow Clone Technique with only one hand.
This meant all the clones belonged to the other Mist Jōnin, some disguised as Murakami Yu.
"Tch, such loyalty! Even now, still helping your comrade. What a waste," Qingming muttered.
Without hesitation, he formed the "Ram" hand seal, casting his own Shadow Clone Technique.
In an instant, an equal number of Qingming clones materialized, each targeting one of the Mist Jōnin's clones.
Simultaneously, Qingming cast the Synchronization Technique, linking his consciousness to all his clones.
With this setup, the moment one of his clones identified the real enemy, all would know and respond accordingly.
As expected, using Shadow Clone Technique to escape wasn't foolproof, especially against someone with ample chakra reserves.
Once Qingming matched their numbers with clones of his own, the result was inevitable.
It didn't take long for the real Murakami Yu and Mist Jōnin to be exposed.
The rest was straightforward.
Qingming commanded one of his clones to pin down the severely weakened Murakami Yu while he swiftly dispatched the other Mist Jōnin.
Then, he returned to finish off Murakami Yu.
At last, the two adversaries who had hounded him for so long were slain.
Only now did Qingming have the chance to reflect on the perfection he had achieved with his Instant Sword Technique.
Indeed, his technique had reached mastery the moment he severed Murakami Yu's arm, though he hadn't had the time to savor the breakthrough then.
Now, he could fully immerse himself in its insights.
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