Naruto: Uchiha Survivor Forced to Save the Shinobi World

Through the thin sea fog, Haku, speeding across the surging waves, saw the blurry figure standing on the shore!

"Demon!"

Haku's expression grew serious.

Although he couldn't see the figure clearly, anyone appearing on this remote island at this moment clearly wasn't normal.

"Remember, there are only four days left for the shinobi world!"

At that moment, Shinji's reminder before departure echoed in his mind.

Now, less than an hour remained until those four days were up!

"The shinobi world must not be destroyed in my hands!"

He closed his eyes.

When he reopened them, all his hesitation, confusion, and concerns were gone. His eyes now held nothing but resolve—a resolute determination to press forward, no matter the cost.

Thus, without holding anything back, he instantly activated the "Rapid Speed" shinobi technique he had taken and converted from the demon.

Whoosh!

In a flash, Haku, who was already sprinting across the sea, accelerated even more, creating shockwaves that parted the turbulent waters and pierced through the dense sea fog.

On the island.

The stern-faced swordsman saw Haku racing across the sea, and slowly drew the long sword from his waist, exhaling a mouthful of mist.

If Shinji were here, he would recognize the swordsman standing quietly by the shore. It was none other than Giyu Tomioka, the Water Hashira of the Demon Slayer Corps!

Facing the approaching Haku, his expression was almost arrogantly indifferent.

Boom.

He then kicked off the ground, his body shooting forward like a cannonball, hurtling towards Haku with a dull thud.

His speed was so great that the ground beneath his feet only began to crack and split after he had already left, extending over ten meters.

On the fishing boat.

The crew watched in stunned silence as the two incredibly fast figures were about to collide. Their mouths hung open, unable to utter a sound.

It wasn't just the ordinary crew members; even the Hidden Mist shinobi disguised as fishermen exchanged disbelieving glances.

Even Kisame Hoshigaki, who had earlier praised Haku's talent, was now speechless.

Haku's speed was simply too fast. He thought to himself that even if he pushed himself to the limit, his speed would only be on par with this.

And Haku was only nine years old, still attending the Hidden Leaf's shinobi academy.

This young boy, who wasn't even a genin, was showing such terrifying speed. With this alone, Kisame could confirm that Haku was a genius!

Mei Terumi's gaze was fixed on the figure charging towards Haku from the island.

Although the thin sea fog hindered her vision, she could still make out the figure's attire—a young warrior wielding a long sword.

"Is this the test that the Akatsuki set for Haku? How can his speed be this fast? Did he use some kind of shinobi technique that I don't know of?"

Mei Terumi was secretly shocked.

For shinobi, speed often determined victory!

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the two figures clashed on the sea, generating a tremendous wave with the impact.

Splash...

The surging seawater rose into the air, then quickly turned into rain, falling down.

In the midst of the downpour, neither side exchanged a word. They both engaged fiercely, attacking each other without hesitation.

Clang, clang, clang!

In the shallow waters along the island's edge, a series of high-pitched metallic clashes echoed continuously.

There was no probing phase in this battle.

It was as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button—the fight was intense from the very beginning.

"Isn't this supposed to be a test?"

The Hidden Mist shinobi on the boat all looked puzzled, including Mei Terumi and Kisame.

In their view, since this was a test, there should have been some exchange of words, a confirmation of the test's content, followed by the assessment itself.

However, the two combatants before them seemed to be in a bloodthirsty rage.

There was no conversation, no hesitation—it was as if they were mortal enemies, using all their strength in a desperate struggle!

Mei Terumi glanced at Kisame. "What's going on here?"

Kisame shook his head first, then instructed the nearby Hidden Mist jōnin, "You all go ashore from different directions and scout out the situation on the island."

"Yes!"

The Hidden Mist jōnin accompanying them responded, then disappeared from the deck with a series of shuffling sounds.

The Hidden Mist jōnin participating in this mission were all elite members of the Hidden Mist assassination unit, skilled in reconnaissance, camouflage, and assassination. They were confident in their ability to gather intelligence from the island without alerting others.

Just then, Mei Terumi said, "Look!"

Kisame quickly looked over and saw that the battle in the distance had undergone a new change.

Ice, emitting cold air, appeared in sheets across the sea. In just a few breaths, the shallow waters near the island had turned into a frozen expanse.

Yet, the swordsman seemed undeterred by the ice.

Each slash of his long sword sent forth radiant waves of water. These waves seemed to have a life of their own, swirling around him, shattering the approaching ice.

Though they fought on the tumultuous sea, neither combatant seemed affected at all.

In such harsh conditions, where even surviving was difficult for an average person, the two fought as if they were in their own element.

Roar!

Suddenly, an ice dragon rose from the sea, letting out a roar as it charged towards the swordsman with overwhelming momentum.

Seeing the ice dragon, Mei Terumi narrowed her eyes. "The Ice Release of the Yuki clan hasn't died out; they have successors!"

Kisame also sighed, "That kid..."

The level of Ice Release displayed here was flawless, even to shinobi like Mei Terumi and Kisame, both elite jōnin and masters of ninjutsu.

One could say that a shinobi capable of wielding Ice Release to such an extent would undoubtedly become a renowned force in the shinobi world, as long as they survived!

At this moment, the swordsman somersaulted, and a dragon formed of waves surged from his long sword, meeting the incoming ice dragon head-on.

Boom, boom, boom...

Soon, the two dragons tangled on the sea, producing thunderous sounds that momentarily drowned out even the crashing waves.

The cold air of the ice dragon gradually affected the water dragon, making it move more slowly. Meanwhile, the impact of the water dragon caused shards of ice to splinter off the ice dragon, suggesting an imminent collapse!

"Is this how battles between shinobi lords are?"

"So terrifying!"

"He's just a boy, yet he's this powerful!"

The crew members on the fishing boat were shocked.

Kisame smirked. "An ordinary shinobi wouldn't be capable of this!"