ch-7

I could see the caravan; it wasn't huge but quite enough to transport without carrying a ruckus.

 All the ninjas had disguised themselves as merchants, which was technically common practice among them. Simply said, it was one of the oldest tricks in the book...however it works.

The chances of there being no sensor in the group were always high after all.

Fortunately for us, we had Daiki. 

I could see one of them, a chunin, with a cap made of dark blue cloth on his head. His body seemed flexible and completely on guard. His hands inched towards the tree beside him...sneakily putting a mark on it.

'It's their first time using the route.'. 

'This was good information; we could just report this back, and we would be good.'.

Of course, what goods they are transporting matters as well, but that is out of my pay grade.

However, suddenly all of them stopped. The same chunin with the blue cap suddenly started knitting hand signs for a large-scale jutsu. 

'Wind style, wallower of blades'

A B-rank jutsu that sends small wind slashes with razor-sharp edges...getting hit with it means simple fatality.

However, the scale of it depends on the chakra outputted by the user.

'Fuck, we have been found out.'. I thought as my hand slowly moved towards my sword.

The jutsu itself would not have been so dangerous had it not cut the horde of trees surrounding us.

"It's unnecessary to hide yourselves," he looked towards us as he spoke, "Come out, Shinobis.". 

' Dangerous ' 

Since none of us made a move to come out, their supposed captain ordered his ninjas to search for us, their formation making any surprise attack difficult to execute.

"Sir, there, I see white hair." One of them quickly spoke. 

'Fuck you, Kakashi.' 

Seeing as our leader had been found out, we made our way out of hiding.

"Attack!!!" the leading chunin shouted. 

With that, a horde of ninjas rushed straight at us. 

My feet had already taken off and came in front of my first opponent. 

Looked a bit younger than me, with a guard uniform, his grip firm on his kunai, "Today I will show you the might of Suna, yo—".

'Quick slash' 

A fight was no place for words...my sword descended on the genin, his reaction a bit slow. 

"Fucking bitch," I muttered; all I wanted right now was to rest in the safety of the camp, yet I had to fight.

"Aaahhh." A scream rang out. His lack of focus and my surprisingly fast initiative led him to lose his dominant hand.

'Had he not brought it in that way, I would have got his neck,' I thought with a sigh.

However, he didn't have much time left.

My sword descended once again, to which he responded haphazardly with his left hand.

I could feel the impact I was making, because another simple parry later my sword was in his throat.

"Ugh," he could barely make a sound as his blood gurgled out, his eyes wide open in a shocked manner.

(White Fang system-2.46)

(Experience points -20)

(Experience points needed: 45)

I looked towards my teammates, seeing which one of them needed my help. 

Kakashi and Daiki were fighting against the three chunin. 

Obito and Rin against two short genins while the Inuzuka brothers against another three. 

'Shun shin no jutsu'

 I quickly flickered right behind the genin that Rin was fighting. 

'Quick slash.'. 

Before he could even respond, his head had already been decapitated. 

'The ability to be aware of one's environment is far too important in a group battle.'.

Had I not been as fast and unpredictable as I was, he could have blocked my stride.

(White Fang System-2.46)

(Experience points: 25)

(Experience points required: 45)

The other genin was busy fighting Obito, who was clearly struggling for life, so I joined the fight with another quick slash. 

This time though, he dodged the slash with a quick step back. 

"You, how are you here? ... " His eyes looked livid at the realization of the loss of his teammate.

'Seen it too many times, however. Once the numbers shift, it's very difficult to change the tide of the battle.'

I responded with another quick slash, which he again dodged... I started pressing on the guy with sword strikes, parrying his blows and mounting pressure.

'He is keeping up.' 

He looked to be around thirteen years old, and with this sort of physicality, it was clear he was talented.

Obito had understood the situation at this point and went to join the Inuzuka brothers' fight.

"You are the strongest genin here, aren't you?" He questioned me while trying to strike his kunai in my heart. 

"Regardless," he changed its course with a parry, which was expected on his part, without the added back kick, of course, which pushed me back a meter...my ribs ached.

"You will be dead today, fucker.". He suddenly started knitting hand signs.

"Fuck" escaped my lips as I quickly shunned backwards. 

'Wind style, wind cutter.'

A C-rank singular slashing jutsu. 

I quickly crouched down and let the jutsu pass; however, the next second, a kick descended on the flat side of my blade. 

'That kick was dangerous.'. 

"You think you are the only one who knows chakra flow.". He added, "Yours isn't bad; however, mine is just better.". 

"You talk too much.". 

I quickly approached him with another quick slash that he dodged. Seeing a kick approaching me, I slashed at it only for it to change into a liver kick. 

Fuck." " Saliva escaped my mouth as another back descended on my solar plexus. 

I could see his smirking face and steeled my eyes.

"You're f-fucked," I spoke through shaky breaths. 

In reality, I was fucked, and I knew that; I basically just learned quick slash. A quick parry, on the other hand, is something that I haven't even got a feel for. 

Sakumo's sword kata consisted of 5 skills. 

Quick slash—the one that I have learned.

Quick parry—another chakra flow technique. 

Fast jab—it's supposed to be paired with parry and strike as a jab with the sword.

Fast strike—it's supposed to make the sword sharper by a bit and faster at slashing.

The last was a special technique, though.

In all of this, clearly I had learned nothing that could defeat this guy. 

I could see him approaching, but the pain in my liver had me fixed to the root.

"That's the problem with you leaf shinobi; you think you are superior," he continued after another chakra-enhanced front kick that I barely blocked. "That is until you meet me.". 

"Huff, huff." I was panting, and my hand was shaking.

I probably had a hairline fracture in my ribs.

He took his kunai in his hand, his face morphing into a disgusting, gleeful look.

'Fuck this,' 

'Quick parry'

I remembered the technique that Sakumo kept doing...my chakra flowed through the channels, rushing like the flow of a river. It reached my fist, then quickly climbed up to my biceps. 

What it produced was a parry so quick and powerful, it knocked the kunai out of his hand. 

"Argh," my muscles were probably stretched, "fuck you.". 

'Fast jab'

The chakra flowed once more through my channels, tearing through many of them, flowing outwards, coating my sword in a crude way.

However it worked, before he could raise his leg, my sword was in his heart. 

(White Fang system—3.75)

(Experience points -30)

(Experience points needed: -45)

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