Naruto: People are in Konoha, the system arrived 20 years earlier Chapter 053

The moment the battle ended, it was as if time itself had frozen. The instantaneous victory and defeat left the onlookers dumbfounded, unable to believe what had just transpired before their eyes.

“Everyone, be careful! His speed is incredibly fast, and he’s skilled in long-range ninjutsu that can be activated without hand seals,” Minghui urgently publicized his knowledge of Hayato, attempting to rouse his companions’ vigilance.

Upon hearing this, expressions of sudden realization appeared on everyone’s faces, though not without a hint of tension and unease.

“Um, Hayato, right? If you want the scroll, you can participate in the upcoming match,” a male ninja in a dark blue top bravely stepped forward, attempting to communicate with Hayato and seek a peaceful resolution.

Hayato merely swept his gaze across them, his eyes as sharp as a hawk’s, yet he offered no response. A playful smile tugged at the corner of his lips, as if everything was under his control.

Immediately after, he lightly raised his right hand, and a kunai sliced through the air, heading straight for the male ninja.

“Damn it, can’t you just listen to what people say?!” The male ninja’s face changed drastically, and he shifted his body, attempting to evade the sudden attack.

“Careful, his Body Flicker Jutsu is fast!” Minghui reminded him from the side.

But it was too late. Hayato appeared in front of the man with a Flying Thunder God, his body soaring into the air.

“Flying Thunder God: Second Step!”

“Rasengan!”

Following that, a Rasengan brimming with immense energy howled forth, instantly knocking the opponent to the ground.

“Six left,” Hayato said, his tone flat, yet his eyes swept over the surrounding people like a hawk surveying its prey.

“What exactly do you want?” A Konoha genin stepped forward, kunai in hand, his expression stern as he stared directly at Hayato.

“Idiot! He wants to take us all out!” Kōichi shouted anxiously from the side, his tone filled with dissatisfaction at his companion’s slowness.

Can’t he see the situation clearly now? I don’t know how he’s even lasted this long.

“I had a bad feeling about this, I didn’t expect it to be him… Minghui, what should we do?”

Kōichi unconsciously moved closer to Minghui and Kenta. The three stood back-to-back, ready for battle.

“As it stands, the only option is to unite and fight him together,” Minghui said with a grave expression, recalling their disastrous three-on-one defeat last time, a mix of emotions swirling within him. “This time, with six of us against one, we should at least have a chance.”

He then turned to the others present and called out, “Everyone, listen to me. This person is very strong. We must work together, otherwise all our scrolls will be for naught.”

“Given the situation, that’s all we can do. No matter how strong he is, I refuse to believe we can’t defeat him if we work together!” someone responded.

“Let’s go, together!”

At the command, the remaining few quickly adjusted their positions, surrounding Hayato.

Shuriken rained down on Hayato, but he seemed to be at ease, effortlessly dodging attacks from all directions.

“Wind Style: Violent Whirlwind Palm!”

A Konoha genin wearing half-rimmed glasses clapped his hands together, and a fierce gust of wind surged towards Hayato.

“Water Style: Wild Water Wave!”

Another Konoha genin with spiky blue hair was not to be outdone, activating his ninjutsu, and water surged forth.

“Secret Technique: Shadow Gathering Jutsu!” Minghui, meanwhile, used the surrounding shadows, transforming them into sharp blades that shot towards Hayato, intending to restrict his movements.

All sorts of ninjutsu emerged one after another, assailing Hayato.

“Looks like you’re still quite spirited, to be able to unleash so many ninjutsu,” Hayato’s lips curved upwards, and his figure vanished again, easily avoiding all attacks using the Flying Thunder God Jutsu.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Konoha temporary squad’s attacks missed, exploding on the ground, kicking up dust and smoke.

“Did it work? This guy isn’t so impressive after all,” the half-rimmed glasses guy wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead, a hint of relief on his face.

However, Hayato’s voice suddenly rang out beside his ear: “Unfortunately, I’ve disappointed you.”

“What?!” The half-rimmed glasses guy was greatly alarmed, but it was too late.

Hayato’s fluid taijutsu combo instantly knocked him unconscious. Then, his figure flashed again, and the blue-haired ninja also fell to the ground.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the three of Minghui, a cold smile playing on his lips.

“It seems your last experience didn’t break you. You recovered so quickly. Looks like I still need to practice.”

Facing Hayato at full strength, the three’s expressions grew even more solemn.

“Minghui, what should we do?” Kenta asked in a low voice.

“I don’t know. This guy is practically invincible,” Minghui said, gritting his teeth in frustration.

“Everything should end now. You’ve fought for so long, it’s time for you to rest,” Hayato said calmly, then his figure darted like a ghost, effortlessly defeating the three of them.

After the battle, Hayato let out a long breath, his gaze turning to the last person present—Shu.

He had not participated in the encirclement at all, nor had he even appeared in the previous arena match.

Hayato couldn’t help but become interested in him.

And Shu, likewise, held a strong interest in Hayato, slowly clapping his hands.

“Truly a magnificent battle, Hayato-kun,” Shu’s voice was low and chilling.

“However, this farce ends here,” he continued.

Hayato raised an eyebrow slightly: “Oh? You seem quite confident.”

Shu smiled faintly: “What, do you want to spar with me?”

“Why not?” Hayato gripped his kunai tightly, his entire body tensed.

For some reason, the other party gave him a very dangerous feeling.

Shu’s smile grew even more bizarre, and he licked his lips, his eyes glinting with a chilling light.

“Interesting.”

Sensing the dangerous aura emanating from the other party, Hayato unhesitatingly threw three kunai, simultaneously activating the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, instantly appearing in front of Shu.

“Eight-Level: Twenty-Four Forms!”

Fists rained down like a storm, but Shu easily diffused them.

“Your taijutsu foundation is decent,” Shu commented, his tone full of nonchalance.

Seeing that taijutsu was ineffective, Hayato quickly distanced himself, his hands rapidly forming hand seals.

“Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Jutsu!”

Three fire dragons roared as they charged towards Shu, who deftly dodged them by shifting his body.

Hayato seemed to have anticipated this, drawing three shuriken and three kunai from his ninja pouch and throwing them all.

Clang, clang, clang!

Shu drew his ninja blade with a backhand, and with a flash of light, he struck down the incoming shuriken one by one.

Using the Flying Thunder God formula on the kunai, Hayato reappeared beside Shu, and a Rasengan howled forth.

“Rasengan!”

Shu reacted quickly, using the Body Flicker Jutsu to evade, standing five steps away, forming a single hand seal.

“Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!”

A sudden gust of wind erupted, directly facing Hayato.

Hayato narrowly avoided it, his heart filled with shock.

Just now, that was a one-handed hand seal. Who exactly is this guy?

And he’s very strong. Someone like this, and he’s still a genin? What kind of international joke is this?

“Who exactly are you?”

Shu merely smiled without answering, again gathering three shuriken in his hand and throwing them at Hayato, then forming hand seals.

“Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu!”

A more intense confrontation was about to begin…