Naruto: Perfect Copy System

Chapter 9

The battlefield was silent.

A lone silver-haired figure stood amidst the fading smoke, his posture relaxed yet unreadable. His Konoha headband, tilted at an angle, concealed one eye, leaving only a single cold gaze staring at the masked shinobi before him.

The Iwa leader narrowed his eyes. His instincts screamed at him—this man was dangerous.

"Who the hell…?" he muttered under his breath.

The figure hadn't been among the known threats of Konoha. His mind raced through the list of Konoha's elite but nothing related to the man before came in his mind.

Then who was he?

But now wasn't the time to think.

Their mission was already half successful—the capture of Torifu and all that was needed to be done was to kill everyone who had witnessed this happening.

"Kill him."

The command was cold. Absolute.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Glin!

The masked shinobi moved in unison, lunging toward him from all angles. Their blades gleamed under the sunlight, kunai slicing through the air.

But the silver-haired figure remained still until the last moment.

Swish!

His body shifted—his foot barely brushing the dirt as he evaded a kunai aiming for his throat.

A shinobi rushed from behind, a short sword arcing down— But his target was gone.

BOOM!

The next instant, a body crashed against the ground. Blood splattered in a wide arc, soaking the dirt beneath. Renzo hadn't just dodged—he had struck.

With a single blow to the throat, he had crushed the shinobi's windpipe. The others barely had time to react.

Thud!

A shinobi swung a tanto(sword) toward his ribs, but he twisted mid-step, his leg snapping outward.

BANG!

His heel buried into the man's temple. A sickening crack echoed, and the shinobi collapsed, his skull caved in. Another tried to grab him from behind which turned out to be nothing but a grave mistake.

CRUNCH!

Renzo's elbow rammed backward. The shinobi's jaw shattered as his teeth scattered across the dirt. Blood filled the air.

Renzo movements were precise, effortless, almost unnatural, like he had spent most of his life on the battlefield.

"Die!!"

A desperate shinobi tried to stab him. But, Renzo's fingers snapped out, catching the kunai midair.

"Thwack!"

In the same motion, he rammed it up into the man's throat, twisting it violently. A guttural gurgle—then silence.

"Where did this monster come from?" The remaining shinobi were shocked by the might displayed by this silver haired masked shinobi and hesitated to attack.

They had underestimated this Konoha ninja. He wasn't just strong—he was a monster.

But while the masked shinobi were hesitating Renzo didn't seem to have this plan, his eyes narrowing after sensing something from the dome that had enclosed Torifu, muttering. "Gotta finish this quick"

The Iwa leader who witnessed Renzo's massacre had a solemn look on his face, he knew inwardly even he could not replicate what this silver haired man had done before him, shouting at the top of his lungs. "Don't hesitate and create an opening!!!"

"Earth Style: Rock Spear!"

"Earth Style: Mud Bullets!"

"Thud!!"

The remaining masked shinobi didn't try to attack Renzo at close quarters anymore and made quick hand seals. A barrage of earthen spikes and compressed mud bullets shot toward him.

Renzo exhaled. His hands flickered in a blur—

"Wind Style: Great Vacuum Sphere!"

Renzo's chest expanded dramatically as next moment he exhaled forcefully, a gigantic orb of pressurized wind roared out of his mouth and expanded as it travelled.

WHOOSH!!!

"Ahhh!!!"

The sheer force ripped through the earth style jutsu aimed at Renzo like paper. The shinobi were thrown backward, their bodies caught in the vicious winds—flesh torn apart, bones crushed.

The air reeked of iron. The battlefield was painted red.

Tch!

But at his moment sharp killing intent suddenly surged behind him and Renzo's instincts screamed as he pivoted.

CLANG!

A kunai, humming with wind chakra, collided against his own kunai attached with wind chakra as well. Sparks danced between them as the Iwa leader's eyes glowed with murderous intent.

"You bastard," the man growled. But Renzo remained calm and pressed forward.

Their blades clashed in a flurry—kunai against kunai, wind chakra screeching as it met equal force.

The Iwa leader was fast. But Renzo was faster.

Swoosh! Swish!

Clang!!

A slash at Renzo's ribs—dodged. A shuriken flung at his neck—deflected.

BOOM!!!

A paper bomb detonated but he was already gone, reappearing behind his opponent.

SLASH!

The Iwa leader barely managed to twist away, but not before a deep gash tore across his shoulder.

"Shit!" he cursed, stumbling back. He was losing. His teeth clenched. Taking a massive leap back the Iwa shinobi created some distance from Renzo and with raged eyes flashed quick hand seals.

"Earth Style: Earth Dragon Bullet!"

The ground rumbled as a massive stone dragon surged forward, its mouth opening wide to release a barrage of hardened earth projectiles towards Renzo who didn't even blink and actually an amused look appeared in his eyes.

"Let me show you how it is truly done!"

He formed the exact same hand seals.

"Earth Style: Multi-Earth Dragon Bullet!"

Three dragons burst forth from the ground and released projectile more and denser than the iwa leader.

BOOM!

The impact shattered the enemy's jutsu, sending debris flying.

The Iwa leader's face twisted with horror and unwillingness, cursing out the same words again. "Just who are you bastard!!!?"

But Renzo in response just raised a single hand seal.

"Water Style: Great Severing Wave."

"Bwoosh!!"

Earth Style! Great Earth Wall!

BOOM!!!

A thin, high-pressure beam of water shot forward at blinding speed. The Iwa leader with his pupils shrunken quickly slammed his hands on the ground. But the wall that had barely rose halfway turned out to be as fragile as a paper. The compressed beam of water made a hole through it like it never existed.

SCHLICK!

The head of the Iwa shinobi separated from his shoulders. Blood sprayed into the air.

Thud!

His body stood frozen for a moment—before collapsing lifelessly. Silence on the battlefield.

"HA!!"

Renzo exhaled, lowering his hand. His gaze swept the battlefield—corpses littered the ground.

"Can't leave these intact" Muttered Renzo while gazing at the corpses, Konoha had a lot of ways like Yamanaka Clan's mind reading jutsu to figure out how these people were killed which was a risk for him, he had transformed himself to hide his strength but he didn't even want to leave a single clue about his abilities which may implicate him in the future.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"

FWOOOSH!

A roaring ball of fire engulfed the remains. The heat distorted the air, black smoke curling skyward as flesh and bones turned to ash.

Wind Style! Gale Palm!

The wind came fast and scattered the ash, leaving no evidence of the existence of these shinobi.

Swish!

With once final glance at the scorched earth and trembling earth dome, Renzo disappeared.

Moments later.

BOOOOM!!!

The dome trapping Torifu exploded apart. A giant figure emerged from the debris, veins bulging, eyes raging with anger.

"HA!!"

His breath was heavy with fury, eyes scanning for enemies only to find none. The battlefield was eerily quiet.

Only the destroyed and scorched landscape remained.

Torifu's fists clenched, confusion flickering in his gaze.

"What the hell… happened here?"