Konoha: Starting the Game as Yoriichi

"Your territory?"

As if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world, Kusuo immediately sneered with disdain. He took a step forward and scanned the crowd. "Your so-called territory... does that refer to secretly colluding with missing-nin, then setting a trap for our Konoha's envoy? You never had any intention of paying the compensation."

Kusuo's counter-question made the originally angry expressions of Baki and the council of elders instantly turn pale. They were stunned. They were all stunned.

This... how is this possible? Our secret plot... how did this brat find out about it?

Dammit. Could it be that the Akatsuki has been bought by Konoha? Missing-nin were missing-nin, after all. In the face of benefits, what integrity was there to speak of? But they would never know, not even if they died, that the artistic duo sent by the Akatsuki had already been slain by Kusuo on his way here.

"Nonsense! I don't know what you're talking about, old man!" The elder leaning on the cane had an ugly expression, his face grim and uncertain as he spoke to Kusuo. Although being exposed like this was extremely unpleasant, no matter what, they could not let the commoners of the village know that they had colluded with a missing-nin organization.

Whether it was the Earth Village or the Cloud Village, their cooperation with a missing-nin organization like the Akatsuki was well-known. Even so, the common people did not know. They still regarded their country and their village as the umbrella that protected their peaceful lives. They had zero tolerance for these evil forces, these infamous missing-nin.

Therefore, the Sand Village absolutely could not admit it.

He secretly gave a look to the person beside him. A trusted ninja in the rear immediately began to organize his men, dispersing the many spectating villagers to evacuate. One reason was to prevent public opinion from being affected; their Sand Village was still the victim here. The second reason was that the person before them was, without a doubt, a Kage-level powerhouse. If they fought, the commotion would certainly be huge, and it was very likely that innocent civilians would be harmed. After all, this was their own village. They, the Sand ninja, could not afford such losses.

Kusuo was not in a hurry, as if everything was under his control. He had no mood to play any "who's right and who's wrong" games. The reason he had come to flatten the Sand Village this time was not purely for Tsunade or for Konoha. From beginning to end, he had only one goal: to increase his Yoriichi Tsugikuni role-play percentage. As for the subsequent diplomacy and all the other political issues, he could just leave it all to Tsunade.

He didn't make a move. This made the three elders and Baki all breathe a sigh of relief. But just in case, he still decided to try to stabilize the young man before him with words first.

"Your actions today, sir, are a bit too rampant. Breaking into our Sand ANBU, insulting our reputation... I wonder if all the talent cultivated by Konoha is such a villain of poor character?" Even now, he still wanted to win back some face with words.

However, Kusuo was not moved by it. He didn't even lift an eyelid, just calmly looking at the man without any extra expression.

This is bad! The elders and Chiyo all cried out in their hearts. They hadn't expected this brat to be completely impervious. He wasn't moved at all. It seemed that wanting to provoke Kusuo into making a mistake with words was almost impossible.

The most fatal thing was his indifference. Holding his sword in his arms, it was as if with it, he could easily flatten everything with a calm and leisurely air. Kusuo's composure... made their hearts pound with unease.

Finally, a ninja quietly came up from behind and whispered a few words in the ears of the elders. Immediately, their auras became violent. Chakra surged, and they held their weapons, ready for battle at any time.

BOOM!

A howling wind. The aura fluctuations of several elite jonin and even Kage-level powerhouses made the very earth tremble slightly. Powerful. Incomparably powerful. The fluctuations, in just a few breaths, spread to the genin and chunin crowd watching from a distance.

"Great! We have so many powerhouses moving out together, this brat is doomed!"

"Yes!"

"That's right!"

"I've never seen such an arrogant person! It's time to teach him a harsh lesson!"

"We have to let the world know the might and power of our Sand Village! Konoha is nothing!"

"Kill him! Avenge our people!"

...

The excited voices from nearby reached the front of the ANBU building. Kusuo, seeming impatient, glanced lightly in their direction. Just one look...

Hiss!

The entire scene fell silent. Being stared at by that one gaze, it was as if they had fallen into an ice cave in the middle of winter, their whole bodies turning cold. That fear that came from the soul instantly silenced everyone. One look had suppressed the entire crowd.

"Hmph! Brat, it seems you have no intention of giving us an explanation," an elder said, seeing the situation was not good. He immediately stepped forward to interrupt the pressure Kusuo was putting on the other ninja in the village. "In that case, let this old man see for himself if the sword in your hand is really as sharp as the rumors say!"

He crossed his hands. A swift hand sign. Seal, clasp.

"Wind Style! Vacuum Bullets!"

Choo! Choo!

At that moment, dozens of chess-piece-sized wind bullets spewed from his mouth, carrying a whirlwind as they howled over. The power was on par with what Danzo had used before.

Useless.

Kusuo didn't even look at it. He casually raised the sword in his hand and swung it forward.

SWISH!

The slash shot out. A crimson ribbon of sword aura turned into a long rainbow and cut down everything. In full view of everyone, the wind bullets that could pierce stone and shatter gold were thus cut down.

"Wind Style! Wind Killing Formation!" Another elder stepped out, his hand seals even more complex. Countless amounts of chakra were injected into the airflow, and a violent wind was kicked up on the spot.

CRASHHH—

A wild wind howled, forming a murderous formation filled with killing intent. Every tiny wind blade would kick up the sand and gravel from the ground. Accompanied by a tornado-like airflow, it howled towards Kusuo.

At the same time, Chiyo had also summoned her Ten Chikamatsu Puppets. Baki and the other elders and ANBU captains jointly used a powerful A-rank ninjutsu.

"Wind Style! Tornado Hurricane!"

"Wind Style! Wind Blade!"

The Wind Blade on Baki's hand was not entirely the same as Asuma's. What was wrapped around his shuriken was a sharp airflow, not wind-attribute cutting chakra. But one thing could be confirmed. This was also an A-rank ninjutsu of considerable power.

"So strong."

"Just looking from afar makes me shiver."

"A scene like this... is a once-in-a-lifetime sight!"

"With several elders and the powerful ANBU captains and Lord Baki, as well as Lady Chiyo, so many people attacking together... for this brat to have this kind of treatment, it's worth it even if he dies."

"Hmph! This brat is doomed!"

"So many high-level ninjutsu, sealing off all directions. He has no way to run!"

"To come to our Sand Village and be so arrogant, not knowing the immensity of heaven and earth. He deserves to die."

Seeing this scene, everyone chattered amongst themselves, all shocked by the sight of their own powerhouses attacking together. Many took a sharp breath in. A battle scene of this world-shaking level... who in the entire ninja world could do it? Even in the Second and Third Great Ninja Wars, the Sand ninja had never had such a luxurious lineup. Because the powerhouses needed to be stationed at various fortresses, guarding strategic points. When would they have the chance to attack together?

Heh. So, with so many powerhouses using ninjutsu together, its power was terrifyingly great. It would be difficult for this brat not to die.

"Brat, for our Sand Village to treat you like this, even in death, you will not have died in vain," the elder leaning on the cane said, maintaining his jutsu while sneering at Kusuo.

"Heh." What responded to him was a cold laugh. In fact, Kusuo couldn't even be bothered to reply.

This group of people looked like a powerful lineup, but in reality, there wasn't a single truly strong Kage-level powerhouse among them. They were all show and no substance. A disorganized mob gathered together. No matter how strong they were, they were still a disorganized mob. Nothing more.

The world of a ninja didn't believe in "three cobblers with their wits combined equal one Zhuge Liang."

His gaze suddenly turned cold. Kusuo's aura abruptly changed. He gripped the hilt of his sword and softly recited, "Wind Breathing, Seventh Form! Gale—Tengu Wind!"

SWISH!

He slashed with his sword. Several tornado-shaped, spiral-like giant blades were quickly formed under this one slash.

To the horror of Baki, Chiyo, and the others, the wind blades cut out by Kusuo crushed their Wind Style ninjutsu with the force of splitting bamboo. Along the way, the vacuum bullets, puppets, wind blades, vacuum killing formation, and so on, were all cut to pieces. For them, who were born and raised in the Land of Wind as wind-attribute ninja, to be crushed by a boy from Konoha in Wind Style...

Shock. A deep shock was written on their faces.

And they were horrified to find that the wind blades the other party had cut out were not only huge in range, covering all of them, but were also sharp to the extreme. It could be said that he had displayed the cutting transformation of the wind attribute to its fullest.

Schlick! Schlick!

The sound of several wind blades cutting through human bodies was heard. Several of the former Kage-level powerhouses, now aged elders, couldn't dodge in time and were directly cut in half at the waist. The scarlet blood from their severed limbs splattered the ground, and the scene was filled with the nauseating smell of blood.

The genin watching from afar were completely stunned, their brains having shut down. Their hearts were like a raging sea. Many opened their mouths wide, wanting to shout, but were too scared for a long time to say anything.

The higher-ups of the Sand Village, their pillars, had been killed in the first exchange of the battle. It was too fast. Is this a dream?

"Well? My wind-attribute sword aura is not bad, right?" The boy's voice came at this time. Looking at his harmless smile, everyone's heart turned cold.

To kill and then to mock the heart. Absolutely killing and mocking the heart. He not only wanted to kill us, but he even wanted to humiliate us with his swordsmanship. Baki and the ANBU captain both realized this at the same time. Their faces turned ugly to the extreme. Their strength was not much greater than the several elders. The reason they had been able to dodge that slash just now was purely a testament to an old saying: you don't need to run faster than the tiger; you just need to run faster than the last person.

The reaction speed of the several elders had lagged behind theirs. The result was a tragic death.

So then... what about the next slash? They had plenty of intelligence showing that this Asura from Konoha could casually swing out a sword aura that cut to the heavens.

Finally, the ANBU captain who had been arranging the plan from the very beginning roared in a certain direction, "Quickly, get Gaara for me!" This roar used all his strength, making the ANBU captain's neck turn red.

In the current Sand Village, only the One-Tail inside Gaara could match him. Last time Shukaku was thrashed by this person, it was because there was no one like them to assist. Now, with so many elite jonin-level powerhouses to help, they could definitely defeat this brat.

The unconscious Gaara was in a ritual vessel; it was a divine artifact the Sand Village used to restrain the Tailed Beast. At this moment, Kankuro was carrying him on his back. He and Temari heard this tragic roar, and their hearts were startled. Their faces were filled with horror.

There... what happened? Aren't there so many jonin and elders there?

Not caring about the worry on their faces, they gritted their teeth and ran with all their might. Finally, the two arrived at the scene. But what met their eyes was a scene of blood. The corpses of several elders had been cut in two, lying tragically on the ground. The other ANBU captains, squad leaders, and the acting Kazekage, Lord Baki, were all looking nervously at the boy opposite them.

They had seen him. They recognized that boy. The sword-wielding monster of Konoha, the man stronger than a Tailed Beast. Hatake Kusuo.

"Bring him over!" the ANBU captain shouted urgently, directly pulling the jar containing Gaara over. He quickly formed hand seals. A deep light suddenly shot into the sky. The seal on the jar was undone.

At the same time, a sharp tanuki sound rose in response.

"AAGHHH! I'm finally out again!"

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