Super War God in the City

As his voice fell, a black figure appeared out of the empty air—it was the heavyweight participant of this final raid, a Jonin Realm Ninja!

In the ninja hierarchy, strict adherence to rank and rules was upheld, and this Lord Jonin was only responsible for taking action; the task of command and arrangement was undertaken by Higashimura Daisuke, who would not overstep his authority!

Therefore, even under the circumstances of so many Chunin falling earlier, he did not act!

If there were to be any accountability from the higher-ups, it would be unrelated to him, and Higashimura Daisuke, the commander, would be the one responsible!

When this Lord Jonin revealed himself, the people around were startled once again!

Everyone but the Chinese people looked at this mysterious Lord Jonin with eyes full of anticipation.

It should be noted that Higashimura Daisuke did not exhibit such a humble demeanor when facing those ninjas earlier but instead spoke with a tone of direct command!

This indicated that the status of the Jonin at present was truly extraordinary!

"Hmph, after losing so many men, only now do you think to call upon me. Wait till we return to face the punishment from the higher-ups!" the Lord Jonin, shrouded in black, said in a hoarse voice.

Upon hearing this, Higashimura Daisuke immediately trembled, filled with panic. He had not anticipated that matters would escalate to this extent.

But in just a moment's hesitation and shock, it was already too late to reconsider!

After a cold snort, the Lord Jonin no longer paid attention to Higashimura Daisuke and instead gazed intently at Ling Fan, the Huaxia person before him!

After a few seconds of silence, without another word, he suddenly made his move!

"Shuriken—Shadow Windmill!" the black-clad Jonin shouted angrily, and his hands immediately waved through the air, flinging out windmill-shaped shurikens in rapid succession.

More than a dozen shurikens spun rapidly as they flew through the air, like phantom windmills whirling ferociously!

Ling Fan, with Divine Sense, perceived that these flying shurikens were infused with strands of the Wind Element's force.

He was somewhat familiar with this technique; it was a Ninjutsu only Jonin from the Snow Country could perform, a technique that used to give him quite the headache in the past.

The onlookers from a distance were all stunned; the dozens of shurikens, transformed into 'Shadow Windmills,' were seen easily piercing and severing the stone sculptures and columns at the entrance of the Sakura Association!

And they flew about like fluttering butterflies, seemingly guided by an invisible force, incredibly agile!

At that moment, more than a dozen 'Shadow Windmills' had already surrounded Ling Fan and closed in on him rapidly.

Ling Fan's gaze sharpened, and he immediately expanded his Protective Gang Qi.

"Zzz~"

A piercing screeching sound filled the air as a 'Shadow Windmill' struck the Protective Gang Qi in front of Ling Fan!

Amidst the tense anticipation on everyone's face, the 'Shadow Windmill' actually sliced through Ling Fan's Protective Gang Qi and penetrated inside.

Ling Fan's brows furrowed as he quickly took out 'Duan Yuan' for defense, and his figure abruptly retreated.

"To be able to break through my Protective Gang Qi, this Jonin ninjutsu does indeed have some tricks up its sleeve!" Ling Fan muttered to himself, somewhat surprised.

Indeed, it wasn't difficult to understand; although conventional firearms couldn't affect Protective Gang Qi, that was simply because the energy of regular firearms wasn't sufficient!

Whether it was the attacks of martial artists or firearms, in reality, both involved control and utilization of energy.

Martial artists develop the body's innate potential to manipulate energy, while the technology of the Secular World controls and harnesses energy through other means!

The most successful of these is the technology of nuclear fission, a high-tech weapon dangerous enough to threaten Innate Strong Practitioners!

However, these ordinary people were unaware of this, and they finally saw the Chinese person retreating, which greatly bolstered their morale and confidence!

You should know that ever since Ling Fan, this Huaxia person, appeared, what everyone heard were his exploits and the aura of him trampling over the Snow Country Martial Arts World.

Just moments ago, with the appearance of the Koizumi Family and even the entrance of the Koga Clan, all suffered heavy losses, each defeated!

It wasn't until this awesome Lord Jonin made his move that he demonstrated astonishing strength, forcing this arrogant Huaxia boy to retreat!

"Lord Jonin is mighty, slay this thief and elevate the prestige of our Snow Country!" someone couldn't contain their excitement and shouted out loud.

With this shout, the pent-up frustration in the hearts of the People of Snow Country erupted, and everyone began to shout in unison!

"Lord Jonin, slay this thief and elevate the prestige of our Snow Country! Elevate the prestige of our Snow Country!" Suddenly a roar as loud as a tidal wave reverberated in front of the Sakura Association.

Yukieko's face turned deathly pale, her delicate jade hands clenched into fists, her heart racing up to her throat!

Higashimura Daisuke took a deep breath, finally revealing a hint of relief and excitement in his eyes. Ling Fan had killed so many Ninjas, not slaying this villain today would mean even if he returned to be executed by the Clan Leader, he would die with his eyes still open!

The Lord Jonin, upon seeing his own attack take effect, flashed a hint of disdain and a bloodthirsty chill in his eyes, and with that, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

Vanishing along with him was the entire figure of the Lord Jonin.

The cheering crowd grew even more excited, believing that when Lord Jonin reappeared, it would surely be the moment when the head of this Huaxia man would roll!

At that moment, all that could be seen was Ling Fan maneuvering Duan Yuan in his hand, successively blocking and destroying several Shurikens transformed into 'Shadow Windmills'.

It was just that there were quite a few of these things, and they weren't disposed of in a short amount of time. Ling Fan's attention was not entirely on the 'Shadow Windmill' but mostly on that Jonin Realm Ninja.

Unlike ordinary Martial Saint Realm strong practitioners, within the same realm, Ninjas are the most troublesome to deal with. To put it unpleasantly, they are irritating as hell, with all kinds of sneak attacks, hiding, and treacherous plots beyond counting.

There's a saying that a hooligan isn't scary, what is scary is a hooligan who is educated!

This saying describes Ninjas perfectly.

At this time, the hidden Jonin was rapidly closing the distance to Ling Fan while also controlling the remaining 'Shadow Windmills' to fully disrupt Ling Fan's visuals and hearing.

He was using the 'Shadow Windmill' to create openings in Ling Fan's defense, creating the perfect opportunity for an attack, a prime chance for a killing blow!

Official Ling was entangled with the 'Shadow Windmill,' while his Divine Sense was stealthily sensing the movement of this hidden Ninja brother!

After sensing for a moment and seemingly catching on to the intentions of this Ninja brother, 'Duan Yuan' in his hand flew and blocked another 'Shadow Windmill,' then Ling Fan's body shifted, intentionally revealing a gap in his defense.

The hidden Jonin's eyes suddenly brightened, and without any hesitation, his figure launched forward, heading straight for the opening in Ling Fan's defense!

At that instant, the Dead Servant lurking in the distance also showed an intense change in expression and, with a flicker, surged forward.

However, the next moment, a glint of cold light flashed in Ling Fan's eyes, and he executed the Gui Xu Dance to its limit, his 'Duan Yuan' swiping through the air at an unbelievable angle to create a streak of Sword Light!

"Swish!"

"Thud!"

"Slay this thief and raise our..." The cheering crowd's voice suddenly came to an abrupt halt as if their throats had been squeezed.

In the void, a head rolled down, followed by a headless corpse that also became visible, crashing to the ground with a 'thump.'

The entire place was shocked, their eyes wide open, in disbelief!

Higashimura Daisuke's heart trembled violently as he looked at the decapitated body of Lord Jonin, his thoughts in disarray.

"The intel was... wrong..." Higashimura Daisuke gulped, stammering out.