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The sun was already high in the sky when Jiraiya approached Chen again. "Boy, if you want to learn real swordsmanship, you should learn from Sakumo-san."

Chen followed Jiraiya's gaze, his eyes landing on a serious-looking ninja a few meters away. Sakumo Hatake stood alone, his long silver hair tied in a ponytail that gently waved in the breeze.

"Sakumo Hatake?" he murmured.

In his mind, the image of Sakumo's tragic future overlapped with that of the man before him. Despite knowing his fate, he felt no compassion. To him, Sakumo's suicide due to others' accusations was a sign of weakness.

Jiraiya noticed his disdainful look and frowned. "Hey!" he exclaimed.

"Why are you looking at him like that? You're too arrogant, you know? Sakumo-san is the second strongest in Konoha. His skill with the sword makes even ninjas from the three great villages tremble. Only the Hokage surpasses him in strength."

Jiraiya's tone was full of admiration and respect, showing that Sakumo was clearly his idol. Chen's attitude deeply bothered him.

However, Chen remained impassive. "Don't talk nonsense," he replied, gently pushing Jiraiya away. "Let's go."

As they walked away, Jiraiya muttered disappointedly: "Kids these days really don't appreciate things."

...

The battlefield stretched out before them, a vast plain dotted with scattered rocks and trees.

The sky, a leaden gray, seemed to reflect the tension that hung in the air. The armies of Konoha and the alliance of Amegakure, Sunagakure, and Iwagakure faced each other, separated by just a few hundred meters.

Hiruzen, the Hokage, stepped forward. "Why do you start this war and invade my Land of Fire?" His voice echoed across the field.

"Ha! You dare to ask that, Hiruzen? If you hadn't invaded my Land of Rain first, do you think Amegakure would have joined this war?" Facing him, Hanzō of the Salamander let out a bitter laugh.

Hiruzen clenched his fists, momentarily speechless at the accusation.

Ōnoki, the leader of Iwagakure, intervened. "In war, there is no good or evil, each fights for their own interests. There's no need for more words. Let the battle begin!" His voice, despite his small stature, resonated strongly.

His eyes shone with an old grudge, remembering how he and his master had been humiliated by Madara Uchiha years ago. Now, with Madara dead, his hatred had been redirected towards Konoha.

Between Iwagakure and Konoha, it can be considered a dispute.

Konoha had been constantly defeated before, and their momentum was extremely low.

Despite being outnumbered - 7,000 ninjas against the alliance's 15,000 - the Hokage's presence had raised morale. However, the enemy's confidence was palpable.

With a determined look, Hiruzen raised his voice: "Fire Style ninjas, to the front! Wind Style ninjas, support! Use combined ninjutsu!"

Instantly, the air filled with heat and the roar of flames. A massive torrent of fire, fueled by the wind, rushed towards the enemy lines.

Hanzō reacted quickly: "Use Water Style to counter the flames!"

Simultaneously, Ōnoki shouted: "Earth Style: Stone Wall! Protect our lines!"

The Sunagakure ninjas, specialized in Wind Style, remained in reserve, waiting for the right moment to intervene.

The clash of elements created an explosion of steam and debris, momentarily obscuring the battlefield.

The war had begun...

Chen contemplated the scene. His eyes shone, reflecting the flames and flashes of chakra that illuminated the field. A twisted smile formed on his lips as he clicked his tongue, appreciating the magnificence of the battle.

"Look at that!" Tsunade's voice resonated behind him. "Don't be arrogant in the future."

Chen turned to her, his expression oscillating between amusement and defiance. "Tsk! What are you saying?"

"I can eliminate more than half of these ninjas with a single move."

Tsunade arched an eyebrow, skeptical but intrigued.

Without waiting for a response, Chen unsheathed Ryūjin Jakka. The blade shone with a supernatural glow, as if yearning to taste the enemy's blood.

"Let me give them a chance too!" he exclaimed with excitement and unsettling coldness. "I've never seen blood since I got my sword!"

Before anyone could stop him, he lunged forward. His figure became blurry with speed, leaving behind only a trail of burning energy.

"Fuck Slash!" his voice resonated over the chaos of the battle.

Ryūjin Jakka cut through the air with a terrifying whistle. A wave of sword energy, visible as an arc of blinding light, shot towards the enemy lines.

The sword's pressure was so intense that the air itself seemed to split in its wake.

The attack pierced through the enemy's earth wall as if it were paper, leaving behind a perfect line of destruction. Ninjas who had the misfortune of being in its path were cleanly cut in two, without even time to scream.

A sepulchral silence fell over the battlefield, broken only by the sound of some ninjas nervously swallowing.

The clean cut was like a scar on the earth.

Sakumo, known for his own mastery with the sword, watched in amazement. "What great sword handling," he muttered to himself. "I'm not as good as him." His eyes followed the line of destruction, mentally evaluating the technique and power behind the attack.

Jiraiya, with eyes wide open. "This kid is really strong," he exclaimed in surprise. "And I thought he was pretending!"

In contrast, Orochimaru remained calm. His eyes fixed on Chen's figure. For him, this only confirmed his initial suspicions about his potential.

Hiruzen observed the scene with a complex expression. In any other circumstance, such a display of power would have been cause for celebration for Konoha. However, coming from Chen, whom Hiruzen had identified as an unstable element, the demonstration only intensified his concerns.

Chen, oblivious to the looks and thoughts surrounding him, focused on an internal sensation.

Ryūjin Jakka vibrated in his hand, as if it were alive and excited by the battle. A smile of pure joy formed on his face, not for the destruction caused, but for the connection he felt with his weapon.

Noticing the change in Chen's expression, Tsunade approached. "What's wrong?"

"Eh?" Chen, struggling to contain his excitement, shook his head. "Nothing," he replied, but his eyes shone with a secret knowledge.

In his mind, a question resonated: "Does Ryūjin Jakka need to kill to release the Shikai?"

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