Chapter 69
Various ninjutsu,
from different directions,
converged toward the overwhelming presence of Tian Yu.
A dazzling barrage of chakra techniques of various elements illuminated the battlefield.
Tian Yu's figure was instantly engulfed by this multi-colored storm of ninjutsu.
At a distance, the Konoha Anbu squad members—Sunflower and the others—
immediately tensed.
Sunflower shouted, eyes wide with concern, his voice piercing the chaos:
"Captain Mingyu, be careful!"
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Chapter 72: The Sword Technique that Destroys Heaven and Earth
However, from within the explosion and converging ninjutsu,
a figure burst forth like a streak of light!
Tian Yu!
In his hand, a three-foot-long tachi appeared in a flash of light.
He drew the blade in one fluid motion and swung downward with immense force.
Hum!
On the blade of the Sun Wheel Katana,
a shimmering blue chakra—like flowing water—flared to life the instant it was unsheathed.
The pressure it released distorted the air around him.
Then—he slashed forward violently with the blade, chakra swirling like a storm.
"Breath of Water, Ninth Form – Water Splash Slash!"
Tian Yu's footwork shifted mid-air—agile, fluid, unpredictable.
The blue chakra along his blade condensed and surged,
molding into a sharp water current that flowed like a dragon's fangs.
In the next instant—
An explosive wave of sword energy erupted from his blade!
The leaves sliced from trees in the wake of the blade's path halted midair,
as if suspended by a force of nature.
A whirl of blue water spiraled outward—
and in the center, all the leaves were bisected cleanly,
split evenly at the molecular level by the blade's precision.
The invisible force of the water-style sword aura continued to surge!
The terrifying blue water blade,
infused with concentrated chakra and form manipulation,
unleashed its energy toward the street, crashing in all directions.
The enemy shinobi attempted to retreat, fleeing in panic.
But those closest to Tian Yu could not escape—
a crisp crack echoed through the air.
A fine blood line appeared across their throats—
—The next moment, their heads separated cleanly from their bodies.
Fountains of blood erupted from their severed arteries.
The sheer speed and destructive force of Tian Yu's technique was monstrous.
Only those with the reflexes of a seasoned special jōnin could barely react—
but even then, their expressions contorted in terror
as the crushing blue sword chakra surged toward them.
Agony pierced their minds in an instant.
Dozens of deep, jagged wounds tore through their armor and flesh.
Tian Yu's blade swept the battlefield in a single motion—
slaying over a dozen enemy ninjas, each of Chūnin level strength or higher!
The rest—special jōnin-level enemies—
suffered from torn clothing, lacerated limbs, and blood-soaked wounds.
Though not fatal, their injuries were substantial,
and their combat ability was significantly compromised.
In just that moment of sword release,
over twenty enemy shinobi had been incapacitated or killed.
All Chūnin-level enemies—
annihilated by Tian Yu!
In the distance,
Sunflower and the rest of the squad who moments ago feared for Tian Yu's life,
now stood stunned.
They had known Captain Mingyu was powerful.
They had heard the stories of him defeating Captain Yamato (Tenzo)—
but this was the first time they had seen him unleash his full power.
Only now did they truly comprehend—
Their Captain Mingyu was not just strong—
He was a force of nature!
To defeat over a dozen skilled Chūnin and injure special jōnin with a single technique…
This was not simply strength—
It was domination.
And yet—
Captain Ming Yu was only… twelve years old!
"Your captain… is unbelievably strong."
Even Shizune, who was tending to Ao's injuries, couldn't help but mutter in awe.
Tsunade, though still frozen by her acrophobia and sitting aside,
buried her face into her arms to avoid seeing the gruesome battlefield—
but even she couldn't ignore the overwhelming force unleashed.
The enemy ninja from the underground casino were likewise stunned,
their eyes widening in disbelief.
They hadn't taken the Konoha Anbu seriously at first—
especially not the seemingly youngest one among them.
But now they stared at Tian Yu—
the Anbu codenamed "Ming Yu,"
their expressions twisted in shock and terror.
"A captain at this age… with such strength…
When did such a monster emerge from Konoha?"
Many tried to glimpse beneath his mask,
wondering just what kind of terrifying prodigy was hiding behind that calm demeanor.
Even those who survived Tian Yu's slash now trembled.
They couldn't understand it—
—Why was his sword so fast?
No hand signs.
No windup.
Just a single slash—
and it tore the battlefield apart!
These weren't ordinary fighters—
They were experienced special jōnin-level mercenaries, hardened by years in the underworld.
They had stood their ground even against Tsunade of the Sannin before.
Now, regrouping quickly, they swallowed their fear.
They knew:
In the face of such an overwhelming foe—hesitation was death.
The moment the command was issued—
they moved.
"Suiton – Mizu Ranbuha! (Water Style – Water Chaos Waves!)"
In perfect unison, multiple enemy shinobi began forming hand seals—
Their chakra surged violently as the seals completed in sync.
The jutsu linked instantly, expanding in power as it fused into one.
A massive tidal wave rose into the sky—
water roaring like a tsunami,
casting a shadow across the land as it thundered forward.
"Suiton – Ō Mizu Ranbuha! (Water Style – Great Water Chaos Waves!)"
The scale of this water release—
comparable to the monstrous jutsu once used by Kisame Hoshigaki—
shook the battlefield with its pressure.
Mute's eyes widened as she gasped,
her instincts warning her of something far greater than mere mercenaries.
"These people… They're not just casino thugs!" she exclaimed.
Having spent years traveling with Tsunade,
Shizune's combat intuition and insight were sharp.
She could see it clearly:
—This was not a random gang of hired muscle.
—These were trained operatives,
—moving with military precision and cohesion.
An elite black-market force—powerful enough to threaten an entire nation.
Sunflower's previous excitement was replaced by dread.
Even if Tian Yu was strong…
Could he really block this level of attack?!
The massive wall of water surged forth,
the ground shaking as its shadow fell over everything.
Yet—
Tian Yu didn't flinch.
His eyes sharpened—cold and calm.
Gripping the hilt of the Sun Wheel Katana in reverse grip,
he launched himself skyward—his cloak fluttering in the wind.
Then—he slashed down once again!
BOOM!
The entire battlefield trembled.
From his blade exploded another surge of sword energy—
this time, shaped like spiraling water currents, glowing with chakra.
Dozens of blue sword waves, as thin as arms and as sharp as blades,
scattered outward, cutting the incoming tidal wave into fragmented torrents.
The sky split.
The monstrous wave—shattered.