Chapter 91: The Wheel of Fate!

How great an impact can one person have on a war?

Someone as powerful as Hashirama Senju or Madara Uchiha could completely determine the course of a war and rewrite its outcome.

Fujinaka Genma is also extremely strong, already belonging to the category of extraordinary ninja.

If one were to rank up above Jonin,

he is already a Kage-level powerhouse, a being comparable to the Kage of any major ninja village.

If he unleashed his full combat potential with no reservations or hidden power, he would be beyond Kage.

But now, he is merely a Shadow Clone.

Not only is his chakra limited, but his body cannot withstand overly violent attacks.

Therefore,

Fujinaka Genma knew that this single Shadow Clone alone could not alter the course of this battle.

The only thing he could do was inflict as much damage as possible on the Iwa ninja’s combat strength to buy time for Konoha.

Thus, this surprise attack was swift and unprecedentedly brutal.

He did not activate Lei Shen Mode—it consumed too much chakra—instead, he entered a standard Lei Dun state, his body wrapped in white electric arcs.

“Ambush!”

“It’s Konoha’s white—”

The frontmost Iwa ninja’s words cut off abruptly.

White lightning passed through him; by the time the second and third Iwa ninja were slain by Fujinaka Genma’s sword, his head rolled from his shoulders, the wound charred black.

The massacre had begun!

Fujinaka Genma’s speed was too fast.

And it was a surprise attack.

The Iwa ninja were elite, but at close range, Fujinaka Genma’s speed was so swift they had no time to cast jutsu—only hand-to-hand combat was possible.

And who could keep up with his speed in close combat?

No one?

So, in the initial ambush, the Iwa ninja fell like wheat under a scythe.

But elite are elite.

After eliminating five of them in succession,

a barrage of jutsu finally swept toward him.

Sharp rock spikes erupted from the ground like steel needles, piercing toward Fujinaka Genma.

Just as he dodged, a jutsu like a falling ceiling sent a massive boulder crashing down.

Fujinaka Genma dodged again, slicing an Iwa ninja’s throat with his chakra blade while flinging a Flying Thunder God kunai.

With one hand forming seals, he activated the Multiple Shadow Clone Shuriken Technique, increasing the lethal range of the Flying Thunder God kunai and making it impossible for the Iwa ninja to distinguish the real one.

But beneath his feet, mud formed a vortex, threatening to swallow him whole.

Shhh!

Flying Thunder God activated—Fujinaka Genma vanished.

Puff!

One Iwa ninja widened his eyes, clutching his neck as he collapsed.

“Die!”

A tall Iwa ninja roared, slapping his palms to the ground, timing it perfectly—earth and stone solidified on both sides of Fujinaka Genma, forming two massive boulders like a sandwich, trapping him.

Fujinaka Genma spread his arms, unleashing Lei Qie—violent lightning shattered both stones.

But at that moment, the ground beneath him began to sink.

And around him, stone pillars extended outward, sealing off his movement.

Shhh!

Fujinaka Genma vanished again using Flying Thunder God.

This time, he appeared beside a dead Iwa ninja’s body and continued his charge.

He did not use Wind Release: Rasengan Shuriken—such a jutsu was ineffective in this dense forest terrain and consumed too much chakra.

In this kind of forest, rapid surprise attacks were best.

If it were his true body here, he wouldn’t mind using such jutsu to crush them.

But this Shadow Clone had no chakra to waste.

Still,

this time the Iwa ninja no longer gave Fujinaka Genma a chance for one-on-one combat—jutsu came endlessly, altering terrain, feinting, blocking, slowing his speed.

For the first time, Fujinaka Genma’s assault was halted by such flawless coordination.

“Itachi’re forcing me to go all out!”

Fujinaka Genma sighed, yet still did not use Wind Release: Rasengan Shuriken.

Instead, he used Lei Dun: Rasengan!

This technique could also be thrown.

So, one after another, Lei Dun Rasengans flew out, blasting the Iwa ninja off their feet.

Fujinaka Genma seized the opportunity again, charging in and out seven times.

Moments later,

the battered Iwa ninja stared at Fujinaka Genma from over ten meters away, their expressions furious and wary.

Before them, on the small, chaotic battlefield, lay more than fifty corpses—all their comrades.

Across from them, Fujinaka Genma held his blade, gazing at the still numerous Iwa ninja, sighing inwardly.

“I’ve done all I could…”

His chakra was nearly exhausted—he could no longer fight.

But after this long, should’t Teacher Yajuan have prepared by now?

As he thought this, his chakra finally vanished completely.

The electric arcs on his body dissipated, and with a loud pop, his form exploded into smoke.

The Iwa ninja stared in shock.

“A… Shadow Clone?”

“Gulp…”

“Just a Shadow Clone was this powerful… If it were his true body, no wonder they call him Konoha’s God of Death—the intelligence reports weren’t exaggerated.”

A group of Iwa ninja questioned their own existence.

At the border of the Land of Rain, Fujinaka Genma received the memories returned by his clone, frowning.

Konoha will likely suffer heavy losses this time.

“And since I’m pinned here, only Minato can relieve the siege.”

“Has fate’s wheel once again corrected his path?”