"He's coming down!"
"Take out this brat!"
The Sunagakure Ninja, eyes red with bloodlust, roared as they raised their Kunai and longswords, lunging towards Shiratori Rin.
"Wind Release: Wind Thousand Blades!"
Behind Shiratori Rin, a Sand Ninja formed hand seals, and a dense volley of wind blades shot fiercely towards Shiratori Rin.
A longsword grazed over Shiratori Rin's head, and Shiratori Rin's figure appeared before the Sand Ninja in the blink of an eye, his fist already landing on the Sand Ninja's chest.
A heavy force pressed against his chest, causing the Sand Ninja to stumble back two steps. He rubbed his chest, a cold sneer flashing in his eyes.
Just a brat, his punches were soft, as if he had no strength.
The Sand Ninja re-gripped his sword. Just then, he heard a loud bang from his chest.
Bang—
His heart was a bloody mess, an invisible force exploding.
Blood gushed out, and he staggered two steps.
Shiratori Rin's figure swiftly moved among the Sand Ninja, his feet precisely kicking two Sand Ninja, who uncontrollably stumbled towards the oncoming wind blades.
A Kunai missed Shiratori Rin's neck, while Shiratori Rin's fist, wreathed in black lightning, landed on the neck of the Sand Ninja in front of him.
The Sand Ninja's body flew backward, blood dripping through the air.
"Kill this brat!"
"No matter the cost!"
"…"
The roars of the Sand Ninja reached Shiratori Rin's ears.
[Ding!]
[System detected Sand Ninja A's Battle Intent value +4000]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sand Ninja B's Battle Intent value +4000]
…
[Currently collected Battle Intent value 80000. Your Cursed Spirit Ryomen Sukuna's Rank has increased to 79.2%]
Bang—
A massive longsword sliced down close to Shiratori Rin's back, deeply embedding itself into the yellow sand, kicking up a large cloud of dust.
At the same time, several Kunai and Senbon also stabbed towards Shiratori Rin's left, right, and front, blocking all possible escape routes.
Mercury, flowing like liquid, suddenly shot out from him as its center, countless fine mercury needles flying towards the Sand Ninja.
The Sand Ninja immediately retracted their weapons to defend against the dense mercury needles.
However, the Sand Ninja closest to Shiratori Rin had no time to dodge, and mercury needles as fine as hair strands pierced their skin.
Screams instantly erupted in Shiratori Rin's ears.
The mercury that entered the Sand Ninja's bodies rapidly spread through their blood.
The Sand Ninja's legs buckled, and they stiffly collapsed to the ground, their vision blurring.
"That thing is poisonous!"
"Don't touch it!"
The Sand Ninja who had dodged shouted to their companions.
The brat in front of them, who could move so freely while surrounded by so many Chunin and Genin, was undoubtedly a Genius.
If he were allowed to grow up, wouldn't he become a second Hanzou!
They absolutely could not give the brat in front of them a chance to grow!
Even if it meant sacrificing their lives, they had to nip this risk in the bud.
"Charge!"
The Sand Ninja once again converged on Shiratori Rin.
[Ding!]
[System detected Sand Ninja A's Battle Intent value +2000]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sand Ninja B's Battle Intent value +2000]
…
[Currently collected Battle Intent value 20000. Your Cursed Spirit Ryomen Sukuna's Rank has increased to 81.2%]
Shiratori Rin's breathing was rapid, his figure weaving through the numerous Sand Ninja, his body performing various attacks as if by reflex, blood boiling within him, clamoring for battle.
Shiratori Rin rolled, creating distance between himself and the Sand Ninja.
Battle Intent burned in his pupils.
His Heavenly Restriction Physique made him more excited the more he fought.
Shiratori Rin looked at the Sand Ninja in front of him. There wasn't a single Jonin, so even if he fought to his heart's content, there wouldn't be any danger, right?
Looking at the group of Sand Ninja before him, Shiratori Rin's figure flashed, and the longsword on his back was unsheathed.
The moment his footsteps paused, the longsword in his hand also whistled towards them.
The Sand Ninja's body in front of Shiratori Rin was segmented by a technique, and a weakness forcibly defined by rules was reflected in Shiratori Rin's eyes.
He swung the longsword in his hand, accurately striking the weakness.
Bang—
The Sand Ninja's body fell to the ground with a dull thud.
The longsword in Shiratori Rin's hand did not tremor in the slightest, blood dripped from the blade, and he aimed at the next target without any pause.
His movements were as fluid as flowing water.
The continuous severe injuries or deaths of their companions further enraged the group of Sand Ninja.
The Sand Ninja converged recklessly, various attacks surrounding Shiratori Rin.
A Sand Ninja wielding a long-handled war scythe, with whistling whirlwinds wrapped around the scythe, raised his scythe high and brought it down on Shiratori Rin's head with astonishing Aura.
Behind Shiratori Rin, a Sand Ninja skilled in Earth Release clapped his hands on the ground: "Earth Release: Earth Spikes!"
Several sharp rock spears broke through the yellow sand, suddenly thrusting out from beneath Shiratori Rin's feet and behind him.
Countless flashes of blades were reflected in Shiratori Rin's eyes.
Impenetrable.
Shiratori Rin's eyes narrowed, an excited light piercing from his eyes. A smile curled on his lips, and he gripped the longsword in his hand tightly.
His reaction speed was astonishingly fast.
His figure was like a weightless ghost, drifting freely across the battlefield.
He slid half a step sideways, and the longsword in his hand shot out like lightning. The Ninja holding the war scythe let out a miserable cry and immediately fell.
Shiratori Rin's figure weaved through the long spears that had risen from the ground.
The longsword continuously swung, easily taking the lives of the Sand Ninja.
Strangely, his longsword clearly didn't strike vital points like the heart or neck, yet it rendered one Sand Ninja after another unable to stand.
They either lost their lives or their ability to move.
Shiratori Rin's strength increasingly exceeded the Sand Ninja's expectations.
Even more terrifying was that his Taijutsu seemed to be gradually strengthening.
A Sand Ninja's spear was precisely grabbed by the handle by Shiratori Rin.
The Sand Ninja froze, and the next second, a flash of blade passed before his eyes. His body slumped to the ground, all war now irrelevant to him.
"Wind Release: Sickle Weasel!"
A fan hummed in the Sand Ninja's hand.
Tearing winds violently fanned towards Shiratori Rin.
Shiratori Rin swung the longsword in his hand.
The strong winds suddenly dissipated when they reached him.
A gentle breeze brushed his bangs.
"How can this be?"
The Sand Ninja looked at the sword in Shiratori Rin's hand in shock.
This sword could actually cut wind?
How was that possible?
A sword, of course, cannot cut wind, but Warawara can.
Warawara can forcibly create weaknesses in anything, including attacks.
More and more Sand Ninja fell.
Shiratori Rin's speed became faster and faster.
The Sand Ninja only saw a flash of white light, then a sharp pain came from his chest. The longsword easily cut through his armor and chest, and hot blood splashed out.
He didn't even have time to scream before collapsing to the ground.
[Ding!]
[System detected Sand Ninja A's Fear value +2000]
[Ding!]
[System detected Sand Ninja B's Fear value +2000]
…
[Currently collected Fear value 12000. Your Cursed Spirit Hanami's Rank has increased to 56.7%]