An explosion was detected in the center of the city.
Simu frowned.
"This is intense. Looks like the Kingdom of Ashes was well-prepared for tonight."
Simu glanced at the seven Jōnin in front of him, his expression nonchalant and carefree.
All of the Jōnin stared at him—this man who hadn't taken them seriously the whole time—and finally snapped.
"Everyone, attack together!"
shouted the roughest-looking Jōnin.
He quickly formed a seal and slammed his hands to the ground.
"Earth Style: Coyote Roar!"
The ground in front of him cracked open, and six massive boulders burst out.
Each one transformed mid-air into a ferocious wolf's head the size of a house.
Just one of them could crush a human body with ease.
The wolf heads bared their fangs in the air, viciously snapping at their target.
The other Jōnin didn't just stand around either.
"Earth Style: Quagmire Swamp!"
The ground beneath Simu's feet turned viscous and sticky, gripping him in place.
Above, the six massive wolf heads came crashing down.
"This is insane... as expected of Jōnin."
Simu calmly withdrew one hand and extended a single finger.
A blinding golden flash burst forth from his fingertip, sharp as a greatsword.
The six enormous wolf heads were instantly sliced clean in half.
They crashed into the swamp below, shaking the earth.
Simu remained standing where he was. Not a speck of mud touched him—somehow, even the splashes curved around his body.
"How... how is that possible?"
"This is my signature move."
The burly Jōnin clenched his teeth and charged at Simu, swinging a massive machete.
The others quickly supported him.
"Wind Style: Great Gale Force!"
A powerful gust swept across the battlefield, blowing directly at Simu.
The wind suppressed his movement while propelling the charging Jōnin forward.
A clever coordination.
"Earth Style: Stone Grasp!"
Two gigantic hands shot up from the muddy ground beneath Simu, trying to trap him from both sides.
"Water Style: Water Current Whip!"
Multiple jets of water lashed through the air, sealing off any potential escape routes.
The violent wind made Simu's justice cloak flutter wildly.
He calmly retracted his finger and adjusted his glasses.
"Ever consider... maybe I don't need to dodge?"
The Earth Style Jōnin laughed at that.
Don't need to dodge?
Did this guy even understand the crushing power of his technique?
The two giant stone hands closed in, ready to squish him like a bug.
Simu raised both arms casually and placed his palms against the incoming stone.
The ninja performing the jutsu furrowed his brow and poured more chakra into the seal.
But Simu didn't budge.
The other Jōnin exchanged glances.
Was this guy even human?
The Earth Style user gritted his teeth and pushed even harder—veins bulging on his forehead.
But the ten-meter-tall stone hands couldn't crush him at all.
At that moment, the burly Jōnin finally reached Simu.
"Just hold him still—I'll finish off this cocky bastard!"
With both hands gripping his blade, he swung down hard.
"That's a scary-looking sword..."
Simu activated Armament Haki on his fingers and grabbed one of the giant stone hands.
Cracks spread from where his fingers touched the stone.
In an instant—
The two enormous stone hands shattered into a rain of gravel!
Simu stepped aside casually, and the massive blade missed, gouging a deep trench in the muddy ground.
"Phew... close call."
The burly Jōnin was fuming now, his rage turning into sheer brute strength.
"Die, damn you!"
He slashed furiously—dozens of strikes within seconds.
Simu dodged with effortless, almost playful agility.
To the Jōnin's frustration, every attack looked like it should have hit... but missed by a hair every time.
Just one good strike and that arrogant bastard would be dead!
"Careful, Mr. Jōnin,"
Simu said with mock concern.
That smug tone pushed the Jōnin over the edge.
He let loose another full-force strike.
Simu ducked at the last second, unintentionally—or maybe not—ending up directly in front of him.
"I should warn you,"
Simu said coolly, raising one long leg.
A blinding flash split the night sky.
Like a tiger executing a death sentence—his kick came down at light speed.
BOOM!
The ground beneath Simu's feet shattered into countless fragments.
The burly Jōnin was sent flying, bouncing hard off the ground.
Scarlet blood gushed from all seven orifices as the shock overwhelmed him.
And in the next instant, his entire body was swallowed by the earth—buried deep within the boundless crater!
Just one kick.
And it created a pit nearly 100 meters wide!
It was like a miniature earthquake had hit.
The surrounding Genin couldn't even stand steadily.
"Damn it... how could this be happening?!"
The remaining Jōnin looked grave.
"At this point, we've got no choice but to go all in—together!"
"Wind Style: Shuriken of the Gale!"
A dozen wind-infused shuriken shot toward Simu at high speed.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"
"Water Style: Water Dragon Bomb!"
"Earth Style: Earthquake Technique!"
For a moment, a barrage of elemental ninjutsu flew at Simu like they were pouring out chakra with no restraint.
The giant crater Simu had formed with just one kick was blasted even deeper by the onslaught.
A massive cloud of smoke rose from the impact.
All the ninjas stared into the pit with bated breath.
But what they saw wasn't Simu's corpse—
It was a blinding, golden flash erupting from the darkness!
"Watch out!"
The Earth Style Jōnin hurriedly raised an Earth Flow Wall.
But it was useless.
The defensive wall was torn apart in an instant by the flash of light.
"Use that technique,"
the Water Style Jōnin said grimly.
"...Alright."
The Earth Style Jōnin gave a solemn nod.
"Buy me time."
"Understood."
The remaining five Jōnin rushed forward.
Simu charged straight ahead the moment the earth wall crumbled.
One vs Five – up close and personal!
A slender, sharp ninja blade slashed toward him.
Simu's body froze momentarily—the blade skimmed just past the bridge of his nose.
He didn't have time to counter.
Another long blade, infused with chakra, stabbed at his back.
Simu twisted his body sideways, narrowly dodging the strike.
Then, leaping into the air, he landed squarely on the ninja's chest with a brutal stomp.
The others moved to back him up instantly.
"Water Style: Water Jet Slash!"
A cutting torrent of water surged toward Simu.
He dipped his head just in time—
Then launched himself into the air, stepping on the wind as if it were solid ground.
His justice cloak flapped wildly behind him.
He raised both hands and formed a square.
Raging golden light gathered between his palms.
"Yata Mirror: Mirror Slash!"
A blinding lightsaber burst forth.
"Get out of the way!"
Everyone could feel the crushing pressure behind Simu's technique.
They scattered quickly, avoiding the direct blow.
Simu stabbed the lightsaber into the ground—
But what no one expected was that the blade suddenly turned 90 degrees upon contact.
Now parallel to the ground, it swerved mid-thrust—targeting the nearest Jōnin from an impossible angle!
Caught completely off guard, the Fire Style Jōnin couldn't react.
By the time she sensed danger, the lightsaber had already pierced through her chest.
A fatal strike.
The remaining four Jōnin had just begun to relax—only to feel their blood run cold again.
The lightsaber didn't disappear after one kill.
It twisted again—this time rotating past 90 degrees—
And stabbed into another Jōnin from the side!
This one had been preparing a Wind Style shuriken attack.
Thinking the threat was over, he let his guard down.
Too late to react when the others cried out in warning.
He looked down—only to see the glowing blade shoot through his chest from behind.
Then the lightsaber continued forward, slicing the houses ahead cleanly in half!
"Tch... what a shame. I only managed to cut down two."
Simu landed softly and sighed, almost disappointed.
Seven Jōnin.
Only four remained!
And one of them—the Earth Style user—was still holding back his ultimate move.
The other three stared at Simu with wide, fearful eyes.
No more arrogance. No more confidence.
Only pure, animal panic.
The seed of fear had sprouted—and was consuming their hearts.
Just as they were about to break and flee, a voice called out from behind.
"...It's ready."
The Earth Style ninja bit down on his palm and slammed his bloody hand to the ground.
All of Huiren Village trembled.
The ground cracked, shook violently.
Massive chunks of earth began rising up around the Earth Style Jōnin's feet—
As if a mountain was forming beneath him.
Simu watched the scene with curiosity, hands casually in his pockets.
This... was a technique he had never seen before.
A flicker of anticipation lit up in the eyes of the three surviving Jōnin.
If it's this technique... maybe it can work!
They had to believe it.
A massive shadow loomed over Simu.
A towering figure—nearly 100 meters high—rose before him.
But this wasn't a mountain.
It was a Titan.
A colossal golem formed entirely from rock and packed earth!
The Earth Style Jōnin stood atop the titan's head, looking down at Simu from a godlike height.
The titan was armored in layered stone, its frame thick and sturdy.
Top-heavy and beastlike.
"Earth Style: Earth Spirit Titan!"
The moment the jutsu was completed, the Earth Style Jōnin's chakra was nearly drained.
He looked exhausted—like a husk of himself.
But it was worth it.
This was a secret technique passed down in the Land of Ash.
And he... was the only one who'd successfully mastered it in decades.
With this, he believed—even Konoha's Hokage might have to think twice before fighting him.
Of course... that was just what he believed.
Whether it would actually work—
Was a different matter entirely.
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