Chapter 227 : Fearful Crowd!!

Nara Yasuo, along with the eight Yamanaka clan members, who shared the most tacit understanding, assumed their respective positions without a word.

Immediately, they formed seals with their hands, chanting, "Mind Body Disturbance Technique!"

Kazuhiko sensed the Nara clan's secret technique, sparking curiosity about the effort required to break it.

For Kazuhiko, it wasn't about whether he could break free from such a technique, but rather, how much strength it demanded.

"Is that all? Quite feeble..." Kazuhiko mused, observing the flushed faces of the twelve Nara clan members. It was evident they had exerted themselves.

Yet to Kazuhiko, their efforts were akin to a few strands of hair binding an ordinary person's hands—easily undone with a little force.

Observing the gestures of the other eight individuals and the growing silhouette in the distance, Kazuhiko deduced their intentions.

"Ino–Shika–Chō Formation... Expansion Jutsu... Shadow Imitation Technique... And finally, the Mind Body Disturbance Technique... All set now!"

"Mind Body Disturbance Technique!"

As the eight silently recited, an invisible wave of impact crashed upon Kazuhiko.

However, this time, he had no interest in experiencing it further. Inner exploration was something he detested.

His heart harbored too many secrets. Even if the odds were one in ten thousand, he refused to let anyone uncover them.

"You court death!"

In an instant, Kazuhiko's eyes widened, and a potent Reiatsu surged forth, extinguishing all the Mind Body Disturbance Techniques in an instant.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

The Yamanaka clan members, with their eyes shut, felt crushed within moments.

Soon after, they all spat blood and collapsed to the ground.

"Expansion Jutsu!"

"Expansion Jutsu!"

The remaining Akamichi clan members sensed trouble and initiated Expansion Jutsu one after another, transforming into towering giants.

"Argh!"

They roared, swinging their colossal hands toward Kazuhiko.

"Die!"

But at that critical moment, Nara Yasuo's expression shifted, as if he had broken free from restraints. The shadows connecting them to Kazuhiko were abruptly severed by an immense force.

As if hearing an invisible crack.

His eyes ablaze, Nara Yasuo shouted, "Retreat!"

Immediately, blood gushed from their mouths, spraying out in large volumes, mirroring the other Nara clansmen. 

In that moment, it seemed as if they all heard a cracking sound, and Kazuhiko furrowed his brow slightly.

Following this, their shadows appeared to be ripped apart as if alive. The once entangled shadows, akin to encountering a natural foe, were abruptly severed. Only the coercion from Kazuhiko and the damage from the shattered shadows assaulted them.

Consequently, they collapsed one by one onto the ground, either lying there or gasping for breath, blood trickling from their mouths, noses, and ears.

They lay gasping heavily on the ground, unable to move for a while.

Kazuhiko, naturally, didn't wait for them to recover. Having already experienced the shadow imitation of the Nara clan, he initiated his own move.

Upon hearing the cry to "Retreat", Kazuhiko, amid the few Akimichi clansmen who rushed over, smiled faintly. "Retreat? It won't be so easy!"

"Shh..."

In the next moment, Kazuhiko vanished from his position, his Zanpakutō shimmering with golden light. In that instant, his Zanpakutō had extended to five or six meters in length.

With a swift movement, he stood before General Akamichi, "I've yet to take down a giant ninja, and today it'll be you!"

In an instant, he swung his Zanpakutō, slicing through General Akamichi's body effortlessly.

The Zanpakutō cleaved through as easily as slicing tofu, blood spurting like a fountain in its wake.

Before anyone could react, Kazuhiko had already shifted the battleground once more.

A streak of golden light, accompanied by the gleam of his sword, swept across the Akamichi clan members.

His speed was so incredible that nobody could track his movements, despite the considerable length of his sword.

Despite the length of his blade, his maneuvers seemed effortless and even more perilous.

"Pong! Pong! Pong!"

One by one, the giant figures vanished, leaving the Akamichi clan seeming less like giants and more like ordinary men.

When they sustained serious injuries, they instantly reverted to their original size, leaving behind only the blood and stumps as the price of their rash actions.

On the distant hills, Danzo stood silently, observing everything with composed eyes.

Only when under the command of Nara Yasuo did more than a dozen Nara clansmen successfully entangle their shadows around Kazuhiko, causing his expression to waver.

However, upon seeing Kazuhiko easily break free, his gaze regained its calmness once more.

Observing the carnage wrought by Kazuhiko from a distance, Danzo registered the grim reality of the situation. Despite the hundreds already fallen to his blade, Kazuhiko remained unscathed and formidable.

Even among the ninjas Danzo had meticulously chosen for this mission, fear gripped them in the presence of Kazuhiko, rendering them incapable of effective action.

As Danzo watched the shadows fall beneath Kazuhiko's relentless strikes, he couldn't shake the suspicion that these unfortunate souls were deliberately sent to their deaths by his own hand.

He understood all too well that an enemy like Kazuhiko couldn't be killed so easily.

Thus, those positioned at the forefront were merely pawns meant to draw out Kazuhiko's strength and expose his vulnerabilities for further analysis.

It was imperative to allow Kazuhiko to reveal the extent of his hidden power.

Observing the growing panic among his operatives, Danzo realized that decisive action was necessary. Failure to act swiftly would result in their demise at the hands of Kazuhiko and disrupt the carefully laid plans for the future.

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