Chapter 237: Immense Strength

He felt the chakra within his body filling to near explosion.

Dong Shilang ignored the scrap scroll.

He stepped onto the passage Zhe had created with ninjutsu in a single stride, his silhouette turning into an invisible phantom, and charged at the barrier that stretched hundreds of meters long, seven or eight meters high, and two meters thick.

Meanwhile, the rock ninja flying in the air did not abandon his attack just because of Asahi's thousand needles.

He dumped a large amount of explosive clay, trying to slow his movements with this method and simultaneously intercept his companions behind him.

Within those explosive clods, giant rocks were occasionally mixed in, leaving Asahi somewhat overwhelmed.

"Really, it never ends!"

Looking at those rock ninjas only a hundred eighty meters above the ground, Dong Shilang gave a cold snort, his eyes turning icy.

They were taking advantage of the fact that they had no good countermeasure, recklessly causing trouble for them in the sky.

Did they really think that once they fell to the ground, they'd be mere fish on a chopping block?

He raised his head and stared; the tomoe in his eyes kept spinning.

"Go!"

With a single hand wave, over ten half‑meter‑long Thousand Birds Thousand Needles shot toward the rock ninja in the air who kept producing explosive clay, as well as his companion.

"Careful!"

At this moment, the rock ninja, who was trying aerial bombardment for the first time and was full of enthusiasm, heard his companion's warning and finally came to his senses.

He wasn't overly worried about the opponent's ninjutsu; the distance between them was 180 meters, with no cover, so they could see each other's moves clearly. Merely dodging the opponent's ninjutsu, he believed his companion could do it well.

He was an elite of the covert ninja, possessing great strength.

Unlike his indifferent attitude, the companion who kept watch on the Leaf Village ninjas' movements below was very cautious, observing the lightning‑thousand‑needles shooting straight at the two of them.

He had experienced that kind of attack while in the sky; its speed was astonishing and its penetration extraordinary—if they were hit by mistake, both of them would be in danger.

Thus they had been on high alert from the start.

Yet this did not change the fate of the two of them; how could Dong Shilang's large‑scale Thousand Birds Thousand Needles, fired with the Sharingan's dynamic vision, possibly be so easily dodged by the opponent?

He had made preparations in every direction the opponent could dodge; merely dodging would make it impossible to avoid this attack.

Even if the opponent directly used defense against his assault, he wasn't worried.

If he couldn't even break through the opponent's defense, he wouldn't need to unleash so many Thousand Birds Thousand Needles at once; his goal was a single, sure hit.

As long as a single needle struck those two, even if it missed a vital spot, the lightning attribute's paralytic effect would spell trouble for the two flying guys.

After unleashing over ten large Thousand Birds Thousand Needles at once, Dong Shilang withdrew his gaze; the opponent's fate was already sealed, so there was no need to pay too much attention.

Wasting chakra to deal with them was due to the fact that their flying unit, combined with explosive clay, was simply too troublesome.

Now what he had to face was precisely this barrier before him, and the rock ninjas behind it.

"Here they come!"

He received a warning from the sensory ninja.

Behind the Earth Flow Wall, a large group of rock ninjas stood on high alert, widening their eyes and staring at the solid wall.

Or they formed hand seals with both hands.

Or they held kunai ninjatō.

They waited for the enemy to leap over the wall or break through the barrier before launching an attack.

Faced with this wide wall, Dong Shilang had no alternative but to charge straight through.

His whole person was like an angry lion, brimming with an unstoppable momentum, as he rushed forward.

Upon reaching the earth wall, Dong Shilang had no intention of slowing down; instead, carrying the momentum of his charge, he threw a punch at the earth‑flow wall.

"Ninja Technique: Great Strength"

This punch used the Great Strength Technique he had obtained from Orochimaru—a martial art not really fitting the Uchiha style, yet when this Uchiha clansman performed it, there was no sense of incongruity.

Combined with his current Sage Mode, even if Gangshou herself appeared, facing Dong Shilang's punch she would have to retreat three paces.

Crack!

Boom—

With the shattering of the rocks and that terrifying great force wreaking havoc, a tremendous roar burst forth first, followed by clouds of smoke and dust rising into the air,

This thick earth‑flow wall, starting from the point where Dong Shilang threw his punch, had large sections nearly ten meters long on each side, each two meters thick, blown away by his punch.

It turned into a vast shower of flying stones, pelting the rock ninjas standing on guard behind the wall.

This left the group of rock ninjas, who had planned to attack while Dong Shilang and his companions leapt over or broke through the wall, scrambling to dodge the massive stones hurled by the force.

What's more, many explosive tags were mixed among those stones; they detonated as well, causing casualties amidst the chaos.

Those explosive tags had been stuck on that wall by them, intended to let Dong Shilang and his comrades feel the rock ninjas' wrath; instead, they became self‑inflicted shackles, turning into death‑seals for them.

"This guy is getting more and more perverted!"

Following behind Dong Shilang, Yuzhibo Zhe and others personally witnessed his punch smash a wall two meters thick and six or seven meters high—like a city wall—blasting a huge breach nearly twenty meters wide.

Each of them was secretly clicking their tongues in amazement.

They knew their comrades were strong, and had long been used to it; but this incident gave them a new understanding of Dong Shilang's strength.

"Is this truly power that a human can unleash?"

Watching Dong Shilang's exaggerated destructive power, Yuzhibo Yan couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her forehead. She thought she had no need to compete with such a freak; she was just an ordinary person, with no reason to invite trouble.

The proud Miss Yuzhibo Yan, though she had not shown it before, still harbored a little dissatisfaction.

Usually she held herself to even stricter standards, hoping that one day she could reach Dong Shilang's level, or even defeat him.

With Dong Shilang's exaggerated, perverse punch, she buried those petty thoughts deep within her innermost heart.

It wasn't that Yuzhibo Yan lacked a competitive spirit; it's just that rivalry still requires distinguishing one's goals~