The corner of the black-robed Jounin's mouth was filled with a cold light. The shuriken was only a few centimeters away from Swirl Kyocina's neck.
However, at this moment, the movements of the Jounin in Black came to a complete stop.
His expression changed drastically. He lowered his head and realized that a slender arm had grabbed his arm, preventing him from moving forward no matter how hard he tried.
"It's alright now." A tender voice rang out, and Iori Cangdou smiled warmly at Vortex Kyocina.
He was clearly just a child about the same age as her, but he gave off a sense of peace.
Vortex Kushina, who was already determined to die, widened her eyes, and the will to live burned in her heart.
"Who are you? If you don't want to die, get lost!”The black-robed man, Jounin, who had his arm grabbed, gave up on the whirlpool as his target. He waved his shuriken with all his might, wanting to finish off the little ghost beside him.
"Trash, die."
Eight Gods Cang Dou moved his body agilely, dodging the Shuriken and opening the sixth door. Jingmen·Chao Peacock was instantly enveloped by a sea of chakras, and he immediately withdrew his sword and fell.
"Ah!"
The black-clothed Jounin screamed. His wrist, which was holding the shuriken, was cut off from the root. The pain almost made him faint.
When the remaining ninjas saw their boss being injured, they immediately gave up on the target in front of them and rushed towards Eight Gods Cang.
Eight God Cang Dou remained motionless as he punched out with one hand.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The rapid fist rubbed against the air, causing sparks to fly and sonic booms.
The nameless black robed Chuunin did not have time to react and died on the spot.
Everyone's chest was pierced through, and no one could catch the fist that had activated the Eight Gods Sky Fight against Peacock.
The Kinoha Jounin, who had thought that he would die for sure, was stunned.
He did not expect that the person who saved him was actually a familiar face.
"Cang Dou, why are you here?" Koba Jounin blurted out in shock.
Everyone thought that there was something wrong with Eight God Cang Dou, who had become an orphan because his parents had died in battle. He stayed by the river all day fishing. How could he appear here?
What was that?
" Y-you're Jounin?!" It was only then that Koba Jounin reacted.
Killing five black-robed Chuunins with a single punch was definitely an ability that only Jounins could possess.
Moreover, it was not an ordinary Jounin!
"Uncle Ichiro, we'll talk about other things later. Now is not the time to reminisce.”Eight God Cang Dou smiled and looked around.
Having just transmigrated, Eight Gods Cang Dou had no relatives or friends.
Only his father's former comrades, Ninja Koba and Ichiro Miura, had been helping him.
Eight Gods Cang Dou would never forget this kindness.
"Who exactly are you? Today's matter has nothing to do with you. Do you have to fight to the death?”
The black-robed Jounin, whose arm had been cut off, struggled to break free from Iori Cangdou's foot that was stepping on his head.
"Life and death? Are you even worthy?"
Eight Gods Cang Dou chuckled and exerted some force in his feet.
Boom! Crack!
A crisp sound like a watermelon exploding rang out. The black-clothed Jounin twitched all over his body, and then he stopped breathing.
Seeing their boss's head being crushed by someone, the remaining two black-clothed ninjas were so furious that their eyes were about to pop out.
"Water Evasion-Water Dragon Wave!"
"Water Escape-Water Prison Technique!"
One of them chose to control Eight Gods Cang Dou's movements. From their observations, Eight Gods Cang Dou's most powerful skill seemed to be physical skills.
Physical Ninjas were indeed much stronger than Ninjutsu Ninjas of the same level, but as long as they could control their movements, they were like fish on a sticky board.
"Die!"
Seeing that Eight Gods Cang Dou had been successfully controlled by him, the black-robed Jounin smiled cruelly and used the Blink Technique. The shuriken in his hand could not wait to drink blood.
The water prison spell was successfully formed, trapping Eight God Cang Dou within. The water dragon wave also successfully sent Eight God Cang Dou flying. The Shuriken of the black-robed Jounin landed with a sinister smile.
Suddenly, an arm reached out from the water prison and grabbed the shuriken.
"Kacha."
With a crisp sound, the shurikens were shattered by the slight force exerted by his fingers.
Faced with this sudden scene, the black-clothed Jounin was frightened. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead as he quickly retreated and shouted in horror,""This is impossible, you! How did you break through the Water Prison Technique?”
Eight Gods Cang Dou could not be bothered with him. He stepped lightly on the ground and the water prison technique instantly collapsed.
Eight Gods Cang Dou, who was hit by the water dragon wave, was completely unharmed. He caught up to the black-clothed Jounin in an instant.
"Spare..."
The black-robed Jounin begged for mercy in horror. Before he could say the word 'life', his throat was completely filled with blood. He could not speak at all.
His chest had been pierced through and he fell into a pool of blood. It seemed that he would not survive.
Miura Ichiro was stunned. He had wanted to take the fatal blow for Iori Aoki even at the risk of being seriously injured. He never expected that the Water Prison Water, which could trap ordinary Jounin, would be completely useless.
Vortex Kyusina's eyes shone with an unprecedented light. Strong, too powerful!
The last black-robed Jounin looked around with an ugly expression before fleeing without hesitation.
"Water clone!"
Using the pattering rain around him, the Jounin in Black summoned a large number of water clones to escape in all directions in an attempt to confuse Eight Gods Cang Dou.
Unfortunately, he chose the wrong person.
He activated White Eyes and found the real black-robed Jounin based on the chakra's flow pattern.
With a light step, mud splashed everywhere.
The Jounin in black had just run a hundred meters when he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He felt as if the world was spinning in his eyes. What greeted his eyes was a headless corpse that was constantly spewing blood.
The headless corpse's clothing was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it at the moment.
Soon, his world turned dark. His head rolled to the ground and was crushed into pieces by Eight Gods Cang Dou.
This was the first time Eight Gods Cang Dou had killed someone, but he was not affected at all.
The Naruto World was cruel, and it was not an exaggeration to say that life was like grass.
Since he had come to this world, Eight Gods Cang Dou was naturally mentally prepared.
"Are you alright?" Iori Iori Aoki asked after returning to the side of Kushina and Ichiro Miura.
"Cang Dou, you…" The shock in Miura Ichiro's eyes was not concealed at all.
When did the skinny and weak Eight Gods Cang Dou become so powerful?
One punch, one Jounin. He was only nine years old!
This was no longer a genius, but a monster!
"Anyway, that's it." Eight Gods Cang Dou shrugged. There were some things that he couldn't and couldn't explain.
Even though Ichiro Miura was the person he trusted the most, there were too many magical abilities in this world. Reading memories was a piece of cake.
He didn't want to keep a low profile, but he didn't want to expose himself too early.
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