The man in front of Tanshu wore a dark cloak and a white mask with black lenses. It reminded the Sannin a lot of the attire that the Kirigakure Barrier Corps wore but this mask looked a bit fancier, this man must've been a captain of a Barrier Corps squad or something like that, Jounin usually didn't make commanders of the entire Corps, that seat was usually reserved for Sannin or Kage themselves. Tanshu pulled out a kunai and twisted it around his finger then snapped his hand lock shut and placed the kunai in front of his body raising it up to the face level, he was ready to defend himself against this man.
The cloaked figure leaped forward throwing a fist with glowing yellow chakra emanating faintly around it. Tanshu swiped his kunai at the man's mask but he did not move. The kunai made sparks burst as it collided with the steel mask and sent it off of the man's face clanging further to the side into the darker areas of the room. The man's fist hit Tanshu right into the chest knocking the Sannin back. Grunting from the pain the Red Dog quickly got back on his feet coughing up blood. The taste of blood in his mouth was something that brought the mindless instinctual fighter in him but it was something he didn't want right now. Howoku was going to make a mistake, Shirona was working her magic on him and Tanshu needed to be there and make sure that his Hokage didn't mess up, he needed the whole of his brain in the game.
The cloaked figure quickly advanced to press his advantage, the cloak rustled as the man moved revealing his rather ordinary looking face, if it wasn't for the diagonal scar spanning from forehead to chin, that is. The yellow chakra started glowing yet again from the man's arms as he slammed both of them from the side trying to crush Tanshu's skull but the Sannin ducked under it and with the aid of his arm pushed his body off of the ground thrusting both of his feet into the man's body, sending him tumbling back and shouting in pain. Tanshu straightened out and spat some blood out, the fact that a punch from a ninja made him bleed that badly alerted him, it was certainly unusual as he trained his body to the peak that training one's chakra might result in. He was at the peak ninja limit of physicality and no Barrier Corps punch could bust through his tough muscles that easily.
"What the hell was that?" Tanshu asked observing his opponent as he stood up, it was obvious that his opponent had taken some damage as it took him some time to get back on his feet. "I thought you Barrier Corps folk actually bothered to block attacks, I wasn't really hitting you at my top speed and yet you took it. Are you just a weakling or was there a reason for that?"
"I'm not a Barrier Ninja." The scarred man replied with a low and husky voice. Judging from how growling he sounded it was quite obvious that he did not speak often. When people don't speak a lot their voices grow husky and they need to clean their throats to speak more clearly. Tanshu's eyebrow shot up, this man clearly wore a Barrier Corps outfit, why would he do so if he wasn't a barrier ninja? Even more, Tanshu clearly saw the man conjuring a barrier to protect the Mizukage before. Truth be told, Haoru's sword was frozen before it was blocked which meant that the barrier wouldn't have blocked it as it was coated with chakra. That Yuki woman coated Haoru's blade in Ice Release chakra so that the basic barrier could block it as the ice reduced its sharpness and focus of the chakra. That meant that the man's barriers were not all that much more than those of normal Barrier Corps ninja.
"I am a Barrier Buster" the man concluded as his fist lit up with yellow chakra again. So that was it? In the Barrier Corps, there were not only ninja that could create a barrier using barrier ninjutsu but also ninja who could break through most common barriers by using some sort of special combination of ninjutsu and taijutsu. Barrier ninja would've worked well as a defensive force while Barrier Busters would've fit for the offensive - just to break the defensive of the enemy. Konohagakure didn't really have an official Barrier Corps for a while, most of their ninja capable of barrier ninjutsu just worked in the village's Protective Service which was an order of ninja loyal only to the Hokage who did their best to contain, dismantle and crush any threats to the village with little to no villager casualties. Tanshu took his offensive stance again and prepared an attack.
The man's body just leaned forward with all of his muscles tensing before it lost balance and slammed into the ground like a bag of potatoes. This was an impressive display of muscle mastery with the ninja being able to relax and tense their muscles with great ease making them incredibly aware of their body and able to utilize their own natural speed and strength perfectly. Tanshu covered the small distance between the fighters within mere moments throwing multiple punches, the man shot his hands forward with the yellow glow of his chakra forming an improvised barrier but Tanshu's strength tore right through them.
The first batch of blows stopped right after breaking the barrier but the Red Dog soon adjusted to the strength and kept on his barrage of blows breaking more and more of the man's bones. After his hands grew weaker, the Sannin switched to his legs but that let the Barrier Buster adjust his strategy and strengthen his barriers - it was like Tanshu hit rocky walls as his legs busted through the strengthened barriers but stopped right afterward.
Tanshu breathed in and out heavily as he used a couple of back handspring jumps to gain some distance. His maximum force could bust this man's barriers but did nothing more, he needed more than just brute force to get him out of that one...
Howoku continued to stare at the middle-aged woman he was supposed to beat to advance to where the Mizukage decided to hide. This woman wore several steel belts wrapped around her body as armor and had flexible shoulder armor. Such protective attire was not really common for ninja as they strived to be as quick and as stealthy as possible. Even more, the woman's goofy smile continued to throw Howoku a bit off balance as she seemed to be enjoying the fact that she'll be fighting against the Fourth Hokage. All of her armor mostly appeared to protect her upper body as she wore baggy trousers with knee pads below so Howoku questioned the effectiveness of half-baked armor approach.
Such goofiness and carefree approach annoyed him, Howoku had no time to waste on henchmen! The man shot forward with a charge, he did not even use his Starlight Release as he intended to save his chakra for when he needed it - against Shirona. The woman leaned backward and jumped back, using her hands to spring her body back forward and thrusting her legs into Howoku's chest making the man tumble back, she then bit her finger and made a couple of handseals summoning a large iron staff.
"Tee hee..." she laughed out goofily making Howoku even more annoyed. He was not a taijutsu prodigy and this woman seemed to be quite flexible and strong, from her choice of weapon one would've assumed she knew how to handle her staff too. It couldn't have been helped - Howoku needed his Starlight Release to win.
"May I ask you to step aside, there is no need for us to fight, you are in the way of me taking out a threat to my village and that is something I punish with death. I know Shirona indoctrinated you deep and that you are most likely not a bad person, please reconsider this fight, lady." Howoku angrily spoke up to which the woman just smiled and rubbed her nose.
"Ease up a bit, stiffypants. I just wanna fight, I don't care 'bout that politics thing. That's what Shirona told me she'd give and that's what she gave me so let's not bother about our villages and just fight." The woman spoke in a very strange manner and she used no honorifics when talking about her Kage. This one seemed much more like the "Hanasaku-type" to Howoku, a lovable idiot who only had their own motivations and were mostly harmless.
"I'm sorry, I cannot do that when people I strive to protect are in danger. I see now that you wish my village no ill and are just acting upon your instinct to fight, I shall not kill you but I will not hold back." Howoku replied.
Suddenly the woman appeared right behind him with a crazy smile, "Why would you do THAT, silly?" was all that Howoku heard before her heavy staff drove into his back sending forward. Had Howoku not broken his flight by thrusting his arms to the floor and flipping himself on his feet he'd have slammed into the wall. That impact... Howoku felt his chakra straining and fading inside.
Chakra worked in a rotation-like process - like a high-intensity engine. It flowed inside one's body and could be borrowed for various techniques and ways of use. Most skilled ninja, however, could manipulate not only chakra itself but its flow process, make it more intense to withstand blows that would kill normal people, temporarily increase their strength to punch out trained warriors with one blow. The likes of Tanshu could intensify it to such extent that it made his chakra leak out creating that "killing intent-like" aura around him sensible even to non-sensor ninja.
Such use of chakra was dangerous - there was a reason why a body had a slow and steady chakra flow. Intensifying it just for a moment would've meant that for that brief moment one stressed their body out making it use up much more chakra. Normally just going around normal everyday activities cost inconsequential amounts of chakra but boosting the flow to extreme extents like needed in order not to die after being hit like that made that inconsequential amount feel almost like one used a jutsu of some sort.
The body just burned up chakra for that one moment and the natural loss of chakra from the chakra flow going its way had to be readjusted in time, messing with the body's natural processes was not something one should have abused. Howoku decided to try and avoid getting hit by such an impact again and not lose such amounts of chakra and stress his body out too much.
The woman appeared behind him again but this time Howoku predicted her attack, his body dropped down to the floor and flipped over on his back. The Hokage's hands stretched to the side of his head and thrust his feet up shooting his body upwards and kicking the woman in the chin. Howoku made a handseal and made a shadow clone that leaped up and stroke her in the chin again before disappearing in a cloud of smoke. Howoku tossed a couple of kunai at the woman trying to utilize that brief instant of the smoke cloud, he heard a couple of clangs and saw the kunai fall down. Howoku cursed, that armor deflected basic ninja tools apparently. Finally, the woman landed from the cloud and laughed out with a wild grin.
"I initially thought you were just a weakling, I guess a Hokage can't really be a weakling, huh? Sorry for looking down on you." Her laugh and mannerism seemed almost monkey-like. The woman's eyes blinked and when they opened again her pupils had changed into a much more wild state.
It was then that Howoku realized what was going on - this woman was the Four-Tails Jinchuuriki. Seeing how she was a Jounin it was quite likely that she was able to use Chakra Cloak Awakening if needed and that was something that Howoku didn't really need. The decision to not kill her was also the correct one - the thing he needed the least was a Tailed Beast rampaging in this place.
Haoru's wild smile intimidated the Onimoui sumo ninja, the silver-haired Yuki seemed to be quite content and cool with her approach to the battle. The elder samurai himself decided to finally show these ninja just a tiny fraction of his strength. He leaned on his right leg harder and twisted his left foot to the side as the grip on his sword visibly hardened. Suddenly the chakra and air pressure around him became more intense and even the non-sensor ninja could see the fluctuations of transparent air around him. The man's right foot lifted off as he thrust his sword cutting down through the air.
"Windcutter Style: Sword Gust Jutsu"
He chanted sending an invisible vortex of air that quickly gathered dust and became a larger and grey twister. The Yuki woman disappeared in an icy mist while the chubby ninja leaped to the side at the last moment avoiding the wild gust of wind. The icy mist intensified at a certain area from which the Ice Release user appeared again, "For a moment there I thought we were screwed..." she mumbled to herself.
"A sword slash so intense and powerful that it can create small vortexes of air. Impressive, samurai!" the Onimoui laughed out. The Yuki lunged at him with icicles once again shooting out from her palm trying to slash at Haoru's eyes, the samurai leaned backward, a crimson stream of blood shot out of the woman's chest and she quickly dashed back clenching the open wound on her chest.
"What the hell was that!?" the sumo ninja shouted out at his partner. "I thought we already established that this guy's sword moves faster than we can see!? Did you really expect to get him with a simple attack like that?" he scolded the woman.
"I tried to use my Frost Armor Jutsu to protect myself, I thought I could initiate it in an instant so his sword would've slid away from my body and crashed into the floor instead but... He cut even faster than that..." she explained her mistake.
"You're next, Sumo-Ninja!" Haoru laughed out and charged at the obese Onimoui slashing his sword upwards while leaping into the air himself. The sumo couldn't react in time, he just stepped backward as another shallow cut appeared on his body, it was strange how the Onimoui skin which was one of the toughest defenses in the Shinobi World was penetrated by Haoru's near lethal slashes even if the cuts he left were quite shallow and unimpressive.
The samurai quickly followed up on his slash by cutting from the air at the tumbling giant chubby hitting various areas of his body and opening more and more shallow cuts all over. The samurai sheathed his blade and then drew it all in one instant, by that time he was way too high in the air to even hit the sumo ninja with his drawing slash which confused the chubby shinobi.
"Windcutter Style: Heavenly Wind Draw!" Haoru chanted as he drew his blade and stopped it dead center aiming at the chubby, there were good two or three meters between the two. All of the sudden three vortexes of air shout out of the man's blade and collided into one large one that crashed into the sumo ninja driving him into the ground as the super vortex mercilessly kept drilling through the sumo's body. For a moment it appeared like that would have been enough to kill the man outright. The Yuki woman leaped back in time to avoid being too close to the impact point, by that point she must've already seen just how hard they would have to work to win this battle.
Surprisingly enough the Onimoui chubby leaped up quite fast and jumped into the air to hit his opponent before he could even land. The sumo ninja launched a flurry of hand thrusts "Water Thrust Barrage!" he yelled out as his palms got covered in water that gathered from the previous water that he had used around his palms in small tunnel-like streams. One could not even see Haoru's blade move as it near effortlessly kept up with the strikes of the sumo ninja however with each deflected thrust slowed down a little to the point where his defenses became blurry but visible at the end.
"Water Shotgun Thrust!" the sumo ninja shouted thrusting both of his palms coated with water forward, however as he cocked his hands back to prepare the thrust Haoru was already behind him and landed on the ground taking his defensive stance.
"Windcutter Style: Spring Breeze Cut!" he mumbled as sumo ninja's offensive was broken and the chubby's body flipped over in the air several times before slamming hard into the rocky floor.
This time the large frame of the Kirigakure Jounin took significantly longer to stand up - his body was covered with shallow cuts as if he ran through a very thick spiky bush and cut himself all over with the spikes. He was breathing heavily and it barely looked like Haoru even broke a sweat while taking on two of the Jounin.
"This is ridiculous... We can't possibly win against this guy..." the Onimoui grunted out rudely looking at his injured partner who shook her head.
"No. He is definitely tired and injured, his body just does not show it. He is the kind of ninja who just goes at full strength and then when his body hits the limit he just dies. I've seen many ninja like that, most of them are old timers of war. They don't really communicate with their bodies, they have no alarm signals that they are injured which works both to their favor and their disadvantage. I think if we press him hard enough he'll fold with time." The woman concluded, the sumo just slammed his fist into his other hand and then raised it to his face yelling at Haoru.
"Alright you samurai-bastard, here we come then!" Haoru just leaned back harder, never dropping his smile of excitement.
"Well, come at me then!" he replied vibrantly.
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