Aokawa looked down at the enemies running toward the high wall, his expression indifferent, devoid of joy or sorrow.
A cluster of scorching flames wrapped around the Spirit Bow and Chakra Arrow in his hands, and the hand pulling the bowstring suddenly let go.
"Fire Release: Holy Arrow: Scatter!"
The front of the Spirit Bow suddenly emitted an incomparably dazzling and scorching light, like a sun in the dark night.
Following the light, countless red Chakra Arrows wrapped in flames shot out like a swarm of locusts.
Swish swish swish swish!
Countless Chakra Arrows burning with fierce flames fell like a doomsday meteor fire shower.
After pouring out from Aokawa's red Spirit Bow and spreading out, they instantly filled the entire sky, forming an arc-shaped curtain of arrows covering the entire Battlefield!
The firelight reflected the dim Battlefield in a crimson hue!
"This, this..." The Sharingan in Uchiha Hachidai's eyes were reflected even redder by the scorching firelight.
He looked up at this grand scene like Tenken, his throat involuntarily swallowing.
A moment ago, looking at the enemy army's charge, he was still burning with anxiety.
A large part of why the defensive line could hold for so long was because of Aokawa's asymmetric abilities, which greatly magnified the advantage of the high wall.
Otherwise, once they fell into close-quarters combat, no matter how strong they were, they would be submerged by human wave tactics.
So when he saw Aokawa leap out of the high wall, his heart almost jumped into his throat.
If even he couldn't withstand this intensity, then the subsequent defense would be almost hopeless.
However, when the flaming Chakra Arrows that burned through the night sky were scattered all over the sky, he felt a current of electricity rush from his spine straight to his crown.
His excited mood made him clench his fists tightly, his eyes full of the ecstasy of finding life in a desperate situation.
Shirakumo Hayama's breathing also became somewhat hurried: "This kid, just how many things is he still hiding."
Footwork, swordsmanship talent, and the wide-range Lightning Release from just now.
Now, it's this sky full of flaming arrow rain.
Every time he brought out something new, it made Shirakumo Hayama feel that the Genius of the new era had already grown up.
The higher-dimensional combat methods he possessed would produce an immeasurable dimensional reduction strike on the Battlefield.
A decayed product of the old era like himself was not far from being eliminated.
The charging Cloud Ninjas looked up at the flaming Chakra Arrows pouring down toward them from all over the sky.
Faces reflected in bright red instantly froze, their pupils trembling, full of terror.
"What, what is this!!"
"Run, run quickly!"
"My body can't move..."
Boom!
The Chakra Arrows reached the ground!
Even the Cloud Ninjas who adopted a dispersed formation were pierced through by the Chakra Arrows falling from the sky under this saturated attack.
The Chakra Arrows that missed did not stop after hitting the ground, but exploded with a "bang."
The flames were like touching strong liquor, quickly moving along the ground and spreading to the surroundings.
Red scorching Chakra Arrows continued to fall from the sky, turning into patches of fire upon hitting the ground.
These quickly spread and connected, forming a whole sea of scorching fire.
"Ah! My leg!"
"Quick, take off your clothes!"
"It hurts! Someone save me!"
"..."
For a moment, firelight rose everywhere on the Battlefield, and screams were continuous. Countless Ninjas rolled and wailed in the flames, like a purgatory sea of fire.
"Water Release! Use Water Release to put out the fire quickly!" Yoshikawa Iwa's eyes were nearly splitting, and he hissed out orders.
At the same time, he suddenly looked up, staring fixedly at the figure falling in the air with nowhere to gain leverage, extreme killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Everyone who can't use Water Release! Concentrate your Ninjutsu! Knock him out of the sky for me!"
As he spoke, he himself quickly formed hand signs.
"Lightning Release: Lightning Dragon!"
The two teams of Ninjas behind him who hadn't had time to enter the Battlefield yet, carrying endless hatred, attacked one after another.
"Wind Release: Pressure Damage!"
"Lightning Release: Lightning Ball!"
"..."
They poured all their power toward the falling demon in mid-air.
Various Ninjutsu wove into a net, containing endless killing intent as they pounced toward Aokawa from all angles.
"Aokawa!" Everyone on the high wall had their hearts in their throats.
With this level of combined Ninjutsu, once Aokawa in the center was touched, he would undoubtedly be shredded into pieces.
However!
Aokawa, who was in mid-air with nowhere to gain leverage, had the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.
The next instant!
At the moment the Ninjutsu were about to hit him, his figure blurred.
Immediately following, it turned into a curve, extending to the high wall, and he returned to his original place with a very elegant posture.
In mid-air.
Those interwoven Ninjutsu collided after losing their target, bursting into a violent explosion in the night sky.
Everyone looked at Aokawa, who had returned lightly to the high wall without a scratch, and were all dumbfounded.
Uchiha Inabi's eyes were even wider.
If staring and shock could stimulate the Sharingan, he would have already evolved to Three Tomoe tonight.
He looked at the enemies struggling in the sea of fire below, his eyes full of disbelief.
This way of fighting was really too ridiculous, completely beyond his cognition.
Before tonight, he felt that the Uchiha was the strongest clan.
Legends of winning against many with few among their ancestors were everywhere.
But the "winning against many with few" in his mind was using super Taijutsu and the dynamic ability of the Sharingan to kill seven in and seven out among the enemy crowd.
Combined with super Ninjutsu assistance to achieve the goal of killing.
But tonight, Aokawa told him about a completely different way of fighting.
There was absolutely no need to contact the enemy; one only needed to continuously draw the bow and fire arrows.
From single-target sniping to area-of-effect attacks, Aokawa was now a proper war machine.
With this kind of lethality, even the Shinigami would have to move to second place on the list overnight.
The shock in Hinata Iruha's heart also couldn't be calmed for a long time.
He thought he was the one who knew this clansman best on the scene.
But he only realized how little he actually knew after seeing the powerful Chakra erupting from Aokawa's Spirit Bow with his Byakugan just now.
That overwhelming wave of Chakra wildly vented his power.
The style was a complete opposite to the fine control of the Gentle Fist.
An indescribable sense of strangeness arose in his heart. Could the Hyuga also take another path?
"Shit!" Below, Yoshikawa Iwa saw Aokawa return to the high wall in an instant and suddenly felt like a punch had landed on cotton.
Where did this monster kid come from? He had never heard of such a person in Konoha before.
He could even move while having nowhere to gain leverage in mid-air.
His combat style was even more ridiculous.
Three hundred and fifty people attacking an Outpost Base were forcefully blocked here by this kid, unable to move an inch.
Seeing his subordinates either struggling in the sea of fire or saving people, the anger in Yoshikawa Iwa's heart burned hotter and hotter.
It was just that damned high wall that left his heart full of anger with nowhere to vent.
He turned to see Saga standing quietly beside him and kicked out: "Fuck you, my people are struggling, and you're just standing here motionless."
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