*Ding~*
Seimei swung his sword, blocking an attack from an Iwa-nin Jonin.
Before he could make his next move, another Iwa-nin Jonin swung his unique weapon, a scythe-like tool, making it difficult to block, especially with no opportunity to do so.
Seimei pushed off the ground, leaping into the air as the scythe swept past his feet with a whoosh.
He sheathed his short sword, landing two or three meters away.
Before he could steady himself, several more whistling sounds filled the air.
Seimei turned sharply, the tomoe in his Sharingan spinning rapidly. He instantly saw the flight paths of several incoming kunai.
With a flicker, he narrowly avoided the kunai thrown by the third Iwa-nin Jonin.
At that moment, a figure appeared before him, thrusting a kunai directly at his throat.
It was the first Iwa-nin Jonin he had blocked, attacking again.
Seimei, without taking a breath, swung his sword, blocking the attack.
The Iwa-nin Jonin persisted, continuing his assault with the kunai.
However, with the Sharingan's keen insight and his Lv5 Swordsmanship, Seimei blocked every attack with precision.
Soon, the Iwa-nin Jonin began to tire.
Seeing this, Seimei prepared to counterattack.
But then, the Iwa-nin with the scythe approached, joining the attack.
Seimei had no choice but to continue defending.
This was the three Iwa-nin Jonin's tactic: through continuous attacks, force him to reveal an opening and then kill him.
Seimei could sense that these three had clearly trained together.
The ones with the kunai and scythe were the main attackers, while the one who had thrown the kunai from a distance filled in the gaps.
Their roles were clear, their movements skilled. They had obviously cooperated many times and had a good chance of success against ordinary Jonin.
But Seimei was different; he was not an ordinary Jonin.
Although the three cooperated well, there were flaws, at least in his eyes, they were not perfect.
Just like now...
Seimei dodged the kunai thrust from the Iwa-nin in front of him. Although the scythe-wielding Iwa-nin immediately stepped in to fill the gap, it still gave him time to react.
And that was enough for him to launch a counterattack.
With a thought, Seimei instantly activated the Sharingan's hypnotic ability.
The scythe-wielding Iwa-nin, relying on his companion, had never avoided Seimei's gaze and was immediately caught in the genjutsu, freezing in place, briefly losing focus.
"Dairo!"
The kunai-wielding Iwa-nin noticed the abnormality and, with a low shout, flashed in front of Sugimura Dairo, blocking Seimei's short sword for him.
Before Seimei could launch a second attack, the Iwa-nin Jonin in the distance, acting as a backup, had already thrown several shuriken, aiming at Seimei's vital points.
Hearing the subtle whistling sound, Seimei smiled slightly, pushed off the ground, and suddenly retreated, avoiding the incoming shuriken.
Then, he flipped his hand, and several shuriken appeared in his palm.
Seimei glanced at the distant Iwa-nin Jonin, instantly judged his movement, and then threw the shuriken in his hand.
Then, regardless of the result, he made a few more backward leaps, once again creating some distance between himself and the two Iwa-nin Jonin in front of him.
At this time, Sugimura Dairo had just recovered from his daze.
However, what greeted his eyes was a giant fireball.
It turned out that during his retreat, Seimei had already completed the hand seals and unleashed the signature ninjutsu of the Uchiha clan - Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique.
Moreover, this time he used 300 chakra points, creating a fireball nearly three meters in diameter with an extremely high temperature.
Even from a distance, Sugimura Dairo could feel the intense heat emanating from it.
Seeing that he was about to be engulfed by the fireball, Sugimura Dairo didn't show much fear on his face.
It wasn't that he wasn't afraid of death, but in front of him, the kunai-wielding Iwa-nin Jonin had already responded.
He saw him quickly complete the hand seals with both hands and then slap the ground, using the ninjutsu - Earth Style: Earth Shore Return!
The ground in front of them flipped, and a stone slab about two meters long suddenly stood up, blocking the two of them.
*Boom~*
The fireball hit the stone slab, causing a violent explosion.
Immediately afterward, flames surged from the edges of the stone slab, bringing a terrifying heat that made the two people behind it feel a burning pain on their cheeks.
*Crack~*
Suddenly, the sound of something cracking came.
The two Iwa-nin looked in the direction of the sound and saw a thin crack appear on the stone slab in front of them.
*Crack, crack~*
Two more cracks appeared.
Seeing this, the two of them changed their expressions and jumped back together.
At the moment they left, the stone slab exploded, turning into countless stones, carrying blazing flames, and smashing in all directions.
Sugimura Dairo and the other Iwa-nin flickered, avoiding the flying stones.
However, their clothes were burned with several large holes, making them look somewhat disheveled.
Seimei looked at the two of them, raised his hands, and was about to press his advantage and continue attacking.
But at this moment, a slight tremor came from under his feet. Seimei didn't even think, immediately jumping backward.
The next moment, a sharp rock spike, a full one and a half meters long, suddenly emerged from the place where he had been standing.
"Earth Spear?!"
Seimei instantly recognized this signature ninjutsu of Iwagakure.
Then he glanced around and saw the Iwa-nin Jonin in the distance.
At this time, the opponent's hands were pressing on the ground, his eyes fixed on him.
Obviously, this "Earth Style: Earth Spear" technique was cast by him.
'If that's the case, then there's definitely more than just this one.'
Seimei was thinking this when the familiar tremor came from under his feet again.
He immediately retreated, and another rock spike, almost identical to the previous one, emerged from the ground, piercing through the spot where he had just been standing.
And this was just the beginning.
In the next few breaths, Seimei continuously flickered, avoiding nearly a hundred rock spikes.
The later these rock spikes appeared, the faster they emerged, and the less noticeable the prior movement was.
If Seimei didn't have the Three-Tomoe Sharingan with its amazing insight, he might not have been able to avoid them so easily.
Feeling the movement underground disappear, Seimei murmured, "Is it over?"
He glanced around, and the original forest had turned into a stone forest, with sharp rock spikes everywhere, making one's scalp tingle.
Looking at the Iwa-nin Jonin in the distance, his face looked a bit unsightly.
Obviously, he wasn't very satisfied with the result.
(End of Chapter)