Chapter -13: 1 vs 100 (part-2)

Chapter 13: 1 vs 100 (Part 2)

After getting hit by a D-rank Earth Bullet Jutsu, I stumbled back, feeling a sharp pain rip through my chest. Blood trickled from my mouth, but I couldn't afford to be slowed down.

"So, you want to play with Jutsu, huh?" I spat out, teasingly. My body ached, but I forced a smirk. "Let me show you what real Jutsu is."

I quickly formed the necessary hand signs, my chakra surging through me like a raging torrent. With a deep breath, I unleashed the Great Fireball Jutsu. The massive 4-meter-wide inferno shot forward like a fiery beast unleashed from the depths of hell.

Boom! The fireball collided with the ninja who had dared to attack me, erupting into a violent explosion. The intense heat incinerated him instantly, along with three others caught in the blast radius. Flames licked the air, leaving behind charred remains and agonized screams.

[9/100]

But there was no time to savor the victory. The remaining shinobi, their eyes wide with a mixture of fear and determination, charged at me from all sides. Their blades flashed in the dim light, reflecting their desperation to bring me down.

The first one lunged at me, but I sidestepped his attack and drove a kunai deep into his stomach. Blood spurted from the wound as I twisted the blade, then pulled it out with a swift jerk. Another shinobi came at me from the left, slashing at my chest. I felt the sting of the blade as it grazed me, but I ignored the pain, retaliating with another fireball that engulfed two more enemies in its fiery wrath.

Seeing that I was outnumbered, I quickly devised a plan. I formed the hand signs for both Fireball and Waterball Jutsu, creating a thick cloud of steam that enveloped the battlefield. The mist, combined with the steam, turned the area into a blinding haze.

But I could see through it all. With my newly evolved Eagle Eyes, I had a distinct advantage. My enemies, however, were left blind and disoriented, their movements sluggish and uncertain.

I took full advantage of the chaos. Five shinobi fell to my shuriken, their bodies crumpling to the ground without a sound. I dashed through the steam, my movements a blur as I unleashed my hidden weapons. Kunai, shuriken, and razor-sharp wires sliced through the air, striking down six more shinobi before they even knew what hit them.

But the numbers kept coming. I was getting tired, my breath coming in ragged gasps. My chakra reserves were nearly depleted, and my stamina was almost gone. But I couldn't stop—not yet.

[30/100]

As I cut down another wave of attackers, I noticed a group of shinobi in the distance. Their hands were glowing with an ominous energy, their eyes filled with a deadly resolve. They were preparing a life-explosion Jutsu, sacrificing their own life-force to create a massive blast powerful enough to kill an elite jonin.

Panic gripped me, but I quickly shoved it aside. I couldn't afford to lose focus now. With a roar, I charged at them, my kunai flashing in the dim light. I slashed through the first shinobi, his body crumpling to the ground as I kicked off his chest and lunged at the next one. My blade found its mark, slicing through his throat in a single, fluid motion.

But more shinobi were closing in. I ducked under a sword swing, spinning around to slash at the attacker's legs, bringing him down with a cry of pain. Another shinobi tried to sneak up on me from behind, but I felt his presence and spun around just in time, driving my kunai into his heart.

Suddenly, a massive Earth Dragon Jutsu roared to life, barreling towards me with the force of an avalanche. I had no time to dodge—only to brace myself for impact.

Boom! The ground shook violently as the earth dragon slammed into me, the force of the attack sending me flying across the battlefield. I crashed into the ground, hard, feeling the breath knocked out of me. Dust and debris filled the air, obscuring everything in sight

Did I died, nah I'd live.

When the dust finally settled, I was on my knees, gasping for air. My body was battered and bruised, blood trickling from multiple wounds. I could barely see straight, but I wasn't dead—not yet.

Around me, I could see the battlefield littered with bodies—shinobi who had sacrificed themselves in that massive attack. A deep crater, nearly 30 meters wide, marred the landscape, a testament to the destruction they had wrought.

At the center of the crater, I stood, barely clinging to consciousness. My ninja mask was torn, my clothes in tatters, but I was still alive. And something inside me had changed.

The air around me began to vibrate, a deep, resonating hum filling the space. A red aura began to seep from my body, swirling around me like a living entity. The ground beneath me cracked, unable to withstand the pressure of the energy I was now emitting.

A devilish smirk spread across my face as I looked up at the remaining shinobi, their eyes wide with fear.

"Let's finish this," I growled, my voice laced with deadly intent.