This was a decision Yuto Souta made with absolute rationality.
Send the other two away and face the battle alone!
He calculated the terrain's effects on both sides.
A wide, surging river wasn't exactly friendly to him, given his high proficiency in Fire Style, but it wasn't much better for the Iwa ninja, who specialized in Earth Style…
He also weighed the pros and cons of the combat space.
With the enemy's superior numbers, as long as he maintained the initiative and kept attacking, the pressure he'd face would actually be limited.
He had considered every factor clearly.
Compared to the three of them fighting together, he could perform better alone!
His eyes gleamed crimson, a single tomoe hovering in his pupils. Sensing that the other two had been swept a safe distance away, Yuto Souta finally dropped the Water Wall, his gaze sweeping the battlefield.
A total of… one hundred sixteen Iwa ninja.
Their numbers were large, but their strength seemed uneven.
The turbulence on the water's surface from his earlier Water Dragon Bullet had given Yuto Souta plenty of data.
First, there were about four or five Iwa ninja—including the one who'd dared to speak to the fake "White Fang"—whose clothes weren't particularly wet.
These were likely jonin, worth keeping an eye on.
Then there were the majority, soaked through most of their bodies… probably chunin-level.
From a rough analysis, this seemed to be a hastily assembled Iwa battalion.
Led by six jonin, with most of its strength made up of chunin.
As for genin… there were hardly any.
Their target was the White Fang of Konoha, a powerhouse nearly on par with a Hokage!
In front of him, what difference was there between a genin and an ordinary person?
The lead Iwa ninja glanced at the two who'd been swept away by the water dragon, then shifted his gaze to the kid in front of him, dressed in Iwa clothing.
"Sharingan… You're from Konoha."
The Iwa ninja's voice was icy.
His name was Kuraken, an Iwa jonin with no family name—just a given name.
His family name… for certain reasons, he'd erased it himself.
And that reason stemmed from a night not long ago, when he'd led a team no smaller or weaker than the one behind him now, only to be utterly crushed by a single man!
That man… was the White Fang of Konoha this kid had just shouted about.
No one could understand the state he was in when he heard that name again!
Fear? Excitement?
Perhaps a bit of both.
But more than anything, it was the resolve to take back what he'd lost to that man!
In that battle, he'd lost nearly everything, including his pride as an Iwa ninja…
So when that name resurfaced on the battlefield, his emotions were imaginable!
"Are you mocking Iwa?!"
Iwa Jonin Kuraken's voice dropped to a frigid extreme!
Yuto Souta raised an eyebrow.
He suddenly felt like a naughty kid caught in the act by an adult…
It was kind of strange.
"I didn't expect Uncle Hatake's name to get such a big reaction out of you."
"If I scared you, I can apologize."
Yuto Souta replied calmly.
It sounded pretty sincere…
Though the effect wasn't exactly great.
Every word Yuto Souta spoke jabbed at Kuraken's nerves, and this Iwa ninja, who'd sworn revenge, finally reached his limit!
"Repent with your life, brat!"
"You'll face Iwa's cruelest torture. Your eyes will be gouged out, and you'll spend the rest of your days in darkness!"
Iwa's Kuraken roared, nearly unhinged.
The Iwa ninja behind him exchanged hesitant glances…
They couldn't help it.
Without orders, they didn't dare act.
Even if the one standing before them was just a damn Konoha kid…
Honestly, aside from Kuraken, their battalion commander, the rest of the Iwa ninja had set out with some trepidation.
This was the White Fang of Konoha!
The man who'd once slaughtered an entire Sunagakure legion!
Only their commander could stay so bold after hearing that name…
Sigh… Damn kid.
At this age, showing up here—he must've snuck out of Konoha, right?
Daring to throw around that man's name to scare people…
You had to admit, Konoha kids had some guts!
And beyond their boldness, this kid's strength and resolve also made the Iwa ninja see him in a new light.
Mastering Water Style of this caliber at such a young age…
And staying behind to cover his teammates' escape in a situation like this…
"Captain, we've been out here… a little too long."
At that moment, an Iwa ninja leaned close to Kuraken's ear and whispered a few words.
They were a unit tasked with guarding Iwa's main camp.
If the enemy were the real White Fang of Konoha, they could stay out here for a year without issue.
But just some Konoha kid who probably snuck out of his village? There was no need for that…
Still, this trip wasn't entirely fruitless.
That kid's Sharingan… it had some value.
Kuraken didn't respond.
Instead, he shot a hateful glare at the Konoha brat and waved a hand at his subordinates beside him.
He had his pride and disdained attacking a mere kid himself.
A few Iwa ninja, whom Yuto Souta had mentally tagged as chunin, immediately understood. Their gazes toward Yuto Souta now carried cruelty and mockery.
On the other hand, Yuto Souta.
He gave a quick glance at the few Iwa ninja tasked with taking him down.
As if he could see "Chunin Tags" written on their faces, Yuto Souta's brow furrowed inexplicably.
They were underestimating him…
His ten fingers suddenly twitched!
In an instant, a set of hand signs he'd neglected for a while but was most familiar with was complete!
"Nitrogen Style! Water Dragon Nitrogen!"
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