Konoha, Just Like Kizaru

An explosion happened in the city center.

Simu frowned.

"You guys seems scary. It seems the Country of Tea was well-prepared for tonight," he remarked, his tone casual and his expression playful as he eyed the seven Jōnin standing before him.

The Jōnin, already frustrated by Simu's indifferent attitude, glared at him in irritation.

"Everyone, attack together!" shouted the roughest-looking Jōnin.

He quickly formed a hand seal and slammed his palms onto the ground.

"Earth Style: Coyote Spike!"

The ground cracked open, and six massive rocks erupted into the air.

Each massive rock transformed into a ferocious wolf head, each as large as a house.

These monstrous heads, their gaping mouths lined with sharp fangs, lunged through the air, snapping viciously at their targets.

The other Jōnin weren't idle either.

 "Earth Style: Underworld Swamp!" one of them shouted.

The ground beneath Simu's feet turned into a sticky mire, trapping him in place.

Above, the six colossal wolf heads descended from the sky, aiming to crush him.

"It's so scary. As expected of Jōnin," Simu remarked calmly.

He withdrew his palm, raised a single finger, and released a brilliant golden flash. The beam, sharp as a giant sword, streaked through the air.

In an instant, the six wolf heads were neatly sliced in half. Their severed remains crashed heavily into the swamp below.

Simu remained motionless, yet even the splashes of muddy water seemed to avoid him as if by chance.

"How is this possible...?"

"This is my signature move!" the burly Jōnin growled through gritted teeth.

Furious, he charged at Simu, wielding a massive machete.

Seeing their ally rush in, the other Jōnin quickly provided support.

 "Wind Style: Great Wind Pressure!" 

A powerful gust swept across the battlefield, surging straight at Simu and pinning him firmly in place.

The burly Jōnin, positioned with his back to the airflow, used the wind to his advantage, gaining a burst of speed.

It was a cleverly coordinated move.

"Earth Style: Hand of the Rock!"

From the muddy ground beneath Simu, two massive stone arms emerged, one on either side, closing in swiftly to trap him.

"Water Style: Water Wave Flow!" another Jōnin shouted.

Dozens of water streams shot through the air, moving at incredible speed to seal off any possible escape routes.

The intense air current caused Simu's Marine coat to billow violently.

He calmly lowered his finger and adjusted his glasses with precision.

"Is it possible that I don't need to dodge?" Simu asked calmly.

The Earth Style ninja burst into laughter at the remark.

"No need to dodge? Do you even know how powerful the Hand of the Rock is? It can crush solid stone!"

The massive stone hands moved swiftly, closing in from both sides to flatten Simu like a pancake.

For the first time, Simu moved. He stretched out his arms and placed his palms directly on the incoming stone hands.

The Earth Style ninja, confident in his technique, crossed his hands to reinforce the seal, determined to crush his opponent.

Despite the massive stone hands clamping down on him, Simu remained perfectly still.

The other Jōnin exchanged glances, their expressions almost asking, "Did you forget to eat today?"

Frustrated, the Earth Style Jōnin poured all his strength into the technique, his fingers trembling from the effort. Yet the ten-meter-tall stone hands couldn't so much as budge Simu.

By this time, the burly Jōnin had closed the distance.

"Hold him there! I'll finish off this arrogant fool!" he roared, gripping his massive saber with both hands. He swung it with full force, aiming straight for Simu.

"Such a big sword. How scary," Simu remarked casually.

Without hesitation, he coated his fingers in Armament Haki, then reached out to grab the giant stone hand with ease

Cracks spread rapidly from Simu's fingertips, and in an instant, the two towering ten-meter stone hands shattered into countless fragments of gravel and dust.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Simu changed slightly to the side, causing the massive chopping sword to miss its mark. 

It slammed into the ground, carving a deep gash in the muddy terrain.

"That was close. I almost got caught," Simu quipped with a smirk.

The burly Jōnin clenched his teeth, his anger fueling the power coursing into his blade.

"Die already!" he roared, swinging his machete furiously.

In a blur, he unleashed a flurry of slashes, creating a storm of sword shadows—dozens in mere moments.

Simu dodged effortlessly, his movements almost playful.

The Jōnin's frustration grew, his composure unraveling as rage pushed him closer to madness.

Each sword strike from the Jōnin seemed to land perfectly, but just barely missed every time, his frustration growing with each swing.

"Just one more hit, and I'll finish this damn guy!"

"Be careful, Mr. Jōnin," Simu said suddenly, his calm tone only fueling the Jōnin's rage.

Another powerful strike came down, and Simu narrowly dodged it, accidentally positioning himself right in front of the Jōnin.

"I should remind you to pay attention," Simu said with a smirk, slowly lifting his long leg.

In an instant, a sharp, piercing motion cut through the night air—like the strike of a tiger's claw—falling at the speed of light!

"Boom!"

The ground beneath Simu's feet shattered into countless pieces.

The burly Jōnin was sent flying, his body struck by an intense shockwave, blood pouring from his seven orifices.

Moments later, his entire form was buried deep within the earth, swallowed by the massive crater left by Simu's kick.

Just one kick.

It created a giant pit nearly 100 meters wide, like a small earthquake in the area.

The surrounding Genin could barely keep their footing.

"Damn it, how could it be like this...?" The Jōnin were now visibly serious.

"We have no choice but to go all out."

"Wind Style: Wind Shuriken!"

A dozen shurikens, infused with Wind Style chakra, shot toward Simu at blinding speed.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

"Water Style: Water Dragon Bomb Technique!"

"Earth Style: Earthquake Technique!"

In an instant, a barrage of ninjutsu surged toward Simu, relentless and powerful.

The crater created by Simu's kick deepened by several meters under the combined force of the attacks.

A thick cloud of smoke billowed up, obscuring everything.

All the ninjas focused on the massive pit, waiting anxiously.

But what they saw was not Simu's corpse, but a blinding flash of light.

"Careful!"

The Earth Style Jōnin quickly formed a defensive barrier, summoning an Earth Flow Wall to protect himself.

The Earth Flow Wall couldn't stop Simu's attack.

It shattered instantly under the force of the flash.

"Use that technique," the Water Style Jōnin said seriously.

"Okay," the Earth Style Jōnin replied, nodding.

"Buy me some time."

"Understood."

The remaining five Jōnin charged forward together, hoping to hold Simu off.

Simu pursued them without hesitation, closing the distance.

The five Jōnin came at him from all sides, their slender, sharp ninja swords cutting through the air.

Simu's body froze for a moment, and the blade narrowly grazed his nose.

Simu didn't have time to counterattack.

Another long sword, infused with chakra, aimed for his back.

Simu quickly sidestepped, then jump into the air, twisting his body and landing on one of the ninjas with a powerful kick.

The others rushed to support.

"Water Style: Water Flow Cut!"

The cutting water sliced through the air, but Simu lowered his head and narrowly avoided it.

He then pushed off the air, flying upward, his Justice Coat billowing in the strong wind.

Forming a square with his hands in front of him, he gathered a raging flash of energy.

"Yata no Kagami... Mirror Slash!"

A lightsaber shot out from Simu's hands.

"Move!"

The pressure from Simu's attack was overwhelming, and everyone felt it. They quickly scattered, allowing Simu to stab the ground with his sword.

However, what they didn't expect was that the lightsaber turned 90 degrees the moment it hit the ground, slashing parallel to the surface. It struck the nearest Jōnin in an unexpected angle.

Simu's speed caught them off guard. How could an ordinary Jōnin from a small country, even one skilled in Fire Style, react in time?

By the time the Jōnin realized the danger, the lightsaber had already pierced her chest.

The remaining four Jōnin let out a breath of relief, thinking they were safe for a moment.

The lightsaber that had pierced the Fire Style Jōnin returned, but this time, it was even more unpredictable. It turned past ninety degrees, effectively decapitating and stabbing another Jōnin.

This time, it was the one who had used Wind Style Shuriken.

Thinking the threat was over after the lightsaber had already struck one of them, he let his guard down and prepared to attack Simu.

By the time the others tried to warn him, it was too late.

He looked down, only to watch helplessly as the bright lightsaber pierced through his chest from behind.

The saber continued, slicing through the houses ahead and splitting them in half.

"It's a pity, I could only cut down two," Simu said regretfully as he landed on the ground.

Out of the seven Jōnin, only four remained.

The Earth Style Jōnin was holding back his ultimate technique, while the remaining three Jōnin looked at Simu with growing fear in their eyes.

The fear slowly took root in their hearts, growing stronger until it consumed them.

Just as they were about to flee, a piece of good news finally came from behind.

"It worked."

The Earth Style Jōnin bit his palm and pressed it firmly to the ground.

The entire capital shook for a moment.

The ground cracked and shattered rapidly.

Massive clods of rocky earth rose swiftly from the Earth Style Jōnin's feet, as though he had summoned a mountain.

Simu watched the scene with curiosity, his hands in his pockets.

It was a ninjutsu he had never seen before.

The other three Jōnin's faces lit up with hope.

"If it's this technique, we should be able to handle him. It has to work!"

A massive black shadow began to envelop Simu, spreading beneath his feet.

A massive structure, nearly 100 meters tall, appeared before Simu.

It wasn't a mountain.

It was a titan!

A giant titan made entirely of rocks and earth!

The Earth Style Jōnin stood atop the titan, looking down on Simu from an elevated position.

The titan's body was covered in rock armor. Its upper half was small, while the lower half was large, giving it a stocky and heavy appearance.

"Earth Style: Earth Spirit Titan!"

After executing this technique, the Earth Style Jōnin looked drained, as if completely exhausted.

But it was all worth it.

This is the secret technique of the Country of Tea, and he is the only one to have mastered it in decades.

With this move, he even has the confidence to challenge someone like Hokage.

Of course, he only has confidence in his ability. He's not sure if he can actually succeed.

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TO BE CONTINUED

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