Chapter 572: How Could He Be This Strong

What? He actually blocked our attack with just a pair of fists!

No, those aren't fists, those are gauntlets—gauntlets! He actually has something like this!

My heavens, who on earth is this guy!

Who exactly is he!

Seeing this scene, Shankou Ichiro and the others all revealed expressions of shock.

They truly found it hard to believe that the youth before them was actually this powerful.

Their ninjutsu was utterly useless before him.

This is impossible—how could he be this strong!

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This is absolutely impossible!

We don't believe it!

Seeing this scene, those ninja all lost control, their faces filled with expressions of disbelief.

They never imagined that this seemingly ordinary guy actually possessed such terrifying strength.

Who exactly is he?

Why does he have such powerful ninjutsu, and why is his strength so great!

You ants dare to bluster at me—truly laughable!

Kuchiki Senya shook his head, his eyes filled with utter contempt.

We are ninja of the Shankou clan! You killed a member of our Shankou clan—even if it means offending you, we must kill you to avenge our clan head!

A ninja let out a great roar, then his body rapidly charged forward.

Seeing this, the remaining ninja also struck one after another, preparing to kill this detestable fellow.

However, before their attacks could even touch Kuchiki Senya's body, they were all shattered by his fist force, collapsing to the ground in continuous wails of agony.

What—you bunch of trash!

Seeing this scene, the faces of Shankou Ichiro and the others all changed drastically at once.

What... what fist art is this!

They never imagined that this person's strength would actually be powerful to such a degree.

Moreover, who exactly is he? Why has he appeared here? What is his true identity!

A string of questions kept surfacing in the minds of Shankou Ichiro and the others, plunging them into deep shock.

The instant he sensed that aura, that ninja's face changed drastically.

You bunch of scum actually dare come provoke me—truly tired of living!

You don't know whether to live or die!

As a cold shout rang out through the air, the next moment—Kuchiki Senya's figure!

Whoosh!

In an instant, Kuchiki Senya appeared beside that ninja, threw a punch, and with a whistling sound of tearing wind, directly smashed the opponent's head to pieces!

Fresh blood instantly splattered down!

Seeing this scene, everyone's face instantly turned deathly pale.

You... you actually dared to kill my subordinate?

Shankou Ichiro's face darkened to the extreme.

This ninja was his trusted confidant, and he had been cultivating him for a very long time—yet unexpectedly, today he was cut down by someone.

In an instant, they all turned their gazes upon Kuchiki Senya.

They understood in their hearts 777 that only by dealing with him could they protect this ninja.

Otherwise, these ninja of theirs would be wiped out entirely.

Shankou Ichiro, you're nothing but a dog! Are you qualified to speak to me here?

Seeing Shankou Ichiro, Kuchiki Senya spoke lightly, his tone contemptuous to the extreme.

You...

Shankou Ichiro's face flushed red, fire blazing in his eyes: Kuchiki Senya, you are far too arrogant—today is your time of death!

Is that so? I'd rather see how you bring my time of death forward!

Kuchiki Senya snorted coldly, stamped a foot out, his figure once again vanishing on the spot, reappearing beside Shankou Ichiro, then delivered an iron fist, viciously blasting it outward.