Naruto and Sasuke were dumbfounded watching this.

"Th... This is really Taijutsu? You can unleash such a fierce Wind Blade without Hand Seals?"

The thugs across the bridge were scared out of their wits by this bloody scene, and the people in the front row began to shrink back.

Gato stood at the very back of the procession, hopping mad with rage.

He waved the golden crutch in his hand, smashing it onto the head of a retreating subordinate.

"You bunch of trash! Hundreds of people scared by a single person? That guy must have no strength left after unleashing such a massive technique! All of you, get him! Whoever chops off his head will have their bounty increased by thirty times! No! Fifty times! I will give you money that you won't be able to spend in a lifetime!"

Hearing that the bounty had been increased by fifty times, these desperate criminals started getting restless again.

"Kill him! There's only one fucking person, we can wear him down to death!"

"That's right, he definitely can't cast that move a second time!"

At this moment, a scrawny wandering samurai jumped out from the ranks.

"Everyone don't rush to attack yet, listen to me!" The scrawny samurai waved his arms. "I just figured out that brat's background!"

"Oh? Shunichiro, what did you figure out?"

"Quickly tell everyone!"

The scrawny samurai named Shunichiro looked extremely smug, pointing at the corpses ahead and shouting, "Look at their wounds! The cuts are all two inches above their belts, not off by even a fraction!"

Quite a few people craned their necks to look.

"It really is!"

"What does this prove?"

"It proves that the opponent cuts accurately."

"Shut up, let Shunichiro finish."

Shunichiro sneered, "Releasing a big move without Hand Seals means this kind of Taijutsu definitely cannot easily change its attack trajectory. As long as we lower our bodies and don't hold our heads too high, these Wind Blades won't be able to hit us!"

The crowd immediately chimed in.

"Shunichiro is right! The greater the power of a move, the more restrictions it has, and this is his flaw!"

"As long as we dodge that height, he's nothing!"

"Right, as long as we don't lift our heads too high, there will be absolutely no problem!"

The morale of the thugs soared.

Taking the lead, Shunichiro dropped flat onto the bridge deck, crawling forward using both hands and feet.

"Brothers, learn from me, get down and rush forward! Walk close to the ground, and his Wind Blade will be completely useless!"

Thus, hundreds of thugs holding swords and clubs dropped uniformly to the ground, creeping forward toward Kazama's direction.

"Sasuke, what kind of new tactic is this?" Naruto tilted his head and asked, "Could Kazama-sensei have used Genjutsu?"

Sasuke's mouth twitched slightly. "It... it should be. I didn't expect Kazama's Genjutsu to be so strong that even my Sharingan can't see through it."

Sakura was helping Haku stop the bleeding in the back. Raising her head to glance at the writhing people all over the ground, she muttered, "Are these people out of their minds?"

"Yare yare."

Kazama stood in place and rubbed his temples. "Did they just give up resisting entirely? I was originally planning to use you guys to teach a few more moves."

Immediately after, Kazama kicked out several times consecutively toward the front.

"Rankyaku: Midare."

Seven or eight crescent-shaped vacuum slashes roared out, intersecting in mid-air to form a giant web.

"Holy shit!"

"Shunichiro, you bastard, you screwed me!"

Seeing the dense slashes pressing down, Shunichiro and the others only had time to curse half a sentence before their bodies were torn to pieces.

Of the hundreds of people brought by Gato, barely a few were left alive after this.

Naruto looked at Kazama with glowing eyes. "Kazama-sensei, I want to learn this move!"

Zabuza, lying in the back, looked at the tragic state on the bridge deck.

He finally understood Kazama's previous words.

Going to challenge him again would truly mean death.

This man didn't even use Chakra; relying solely on his physical body, he slashed out an area-of-effect damage even more terrifying than high-tier Wind Style.

Gato stood at the back, his hand holding the golden crutch shaking uncontrollably.

The remaining dozen wandering samurai froze in place, none of them daring to take another half step forward.

Gato smashed his crutch onto the head of a nearby subordinate.

"Trash! A bunch of trash! What use are I raising you for!"

Gato turned his head abruptly, looking at the three people standing at the very back.

"Kyoshiro! You three are still watching the show! I spent a huge sum of money to invite you here, hurry up and get to work!"

Three burly men far exceeding ordinary people in size pushed through the crowd and walked to the very front.

The ronin leader named Kyoshiro in the middle was dragging a wide-bladed giant sword the size of a door panel behind him.

The other two each carried heavy spiked flails.

Kyoshiro hoisted the giant sword onto his shoulder and spat. "Boss Gato is getting anxious. This brat's weird moves really do have some power, but that's about it."

The three leaders spread out in a triangular formation and sprinted forward in giant strides.

The two heavy flails were swung in full circles in mid-air, smashing down toward Kazama's face.

Kyoshiro followed closely behind, gripping the sword hilt with both hands and horizontally slashing the giant sword at Kazama's waist.

Kazama stood in place, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, his whole body's muscles completely relaxed at this moment.

The flails smashed down overhead.

Kazama's body shifted backward by half a foot, following the downward wind pressure.

"Bang!"

The flails missed their target, heavily smashing onto the bridge deck.

Immediately after, Kyoshiro's giant sword swept across his waist.

The horizontal airflow generated by the swinging giant sword pushed Kazama's body, causing his waist to bend backward at an exaggerated angle.

The wide sword blade brushed past the surface of his clothes, not even cutting the corner of his garments.

The three burly men lunged into empty air; the momentum of the heavy weapons was too great to hold back, causing them to stagger forward a few steps before stabilizing their footing.

Taking advantage of the airflow, Kazama stood up straight again, turning his head sideways to look back: "Naruto, Sasuke, did you see the moves just now clearly?"

Sasuke activated his Sharingan. "It's dodging along with the airflow generated by the enemy's weapon swing. Is the Kami-e that Sakura learned this move?"

Kazama nodded. "Right. Kami-e means discarding all bodily strength and entrusting the body to the airflow generated by the enemy's attack. As long as the opponent's movement brings wind, this move can avoid all purely physical attacks."

Hearing that Kazama was still giving a lecture to his students at a time like this, Kyoshiro was so furious smoke came out of his seven orifices.

"Stop putting on a ghost show here! I'll chop you into meat paste!"

Kyoshiro reversed his grip on the sword hilt with both hands, raised the giant sword, and slashed again.

The other two burly men also swung their flails, launching a pincer attack from both left and right.

Kazama drifted continuously along with the wind direction brought by their weapons, dodging the attacks within a hair's breadth every time.

Taking advantage of this time, Kazama turned his head and shouted, "You've witnessed the evasion method, next I'll teach you how to max out your attack."

Kazama raised his right hand and extended his index finger.

Armament Haki wrapped around it, and the skin on the surface of the index finger quickly turned shiny black.

The burly man on the left let out a loud roar and raised the flail to smash down once more.

Kazama took a step forward to meet him, directly poking his index finger toward the burly man's chest.

"This move is called Finger Pistol, concentrating all bodily strength onto a single point to burst forth."

"Puchi!"

The black finger poked against the burly man's chest. A two-finger-wide bloody hole instantly appeared on his chest, transparent from front to back.

Bones and flesh were instantly destroyed by that highly concentrated power.

The burly man fell down stiffly, losing all movement.

Seeing his companion drop dead suddenly, the burly man on the right started shaking in the legs, barely able to hold his flail.

Kazama turned around and poked out a finger once again.

The black index finger punctured the heavy iron ball of the flail, subsequently piercing through that person's throat.

The second corpse fell down by Kyoshiro's feet.

Kyoshiro's hand holding the giant sword shook violently, and he directly dropped the door-panel-sized giant sword in his hand, running away as fast as his legs could carry him.

Kazama used Soru to instantly appear behind Kyoshiro, his toes tapping against Kyoshiro's back.

The highly concentrated power penetrated the spine, causing Kyoshiro's legs to go soft, unable to get back up.

Naruto watched from behind with glowing eyes: "Concentrating power on a single point makes it this powerful!"

Sasuke analyzed in a low voice: "Our usual attack power is indeed too scattered. This guy Kazama... really has some tricks up his sleeve."

Kazama deactivated Armament Haki and looked toward Gato ahead.

"Boss Gato, the people you paid a heavy price to invite aren't very durable at all. Do you have any trump-card experts left? Call them all out together."