Hokage Office.
Bang!
"What?! Root attacked Ye Wu Di?! Danzo, what the hell are you doing?!"
"Where's Kakashi? Wasn't he guarding him?!"
"Kakashi…"
The reporting ANBU awkwardly pointed toward the village gate.
"He and Guy started dueling again—from afternoon till now, no return. Just occasional explosions outside. He's probably still…"
Ah, this?
Sarutobi Hiruzen's mind flashed a scene:
Kakashi and Might Guy, We Bare Bears running pose—from sunset sprint to moonlight marathon.
Echoing shouts of "This is youth!" and "Burn, my youth!"
"Fine, fine. Hope backup gets there in time."
Sighing helplessly, Sarutobi sank into his chair and pulled out a crystal ball.
Telescope Technique!
Next instant, Ye Wu Di's scene appeared.
"Alright, let's see what's… huh?"
This was a billion degrees off from the bloody massacre he'd imagined!
On the crystal: Ye Wu Di and two Root ninjas dancing in front of four barrier-casters.
Ye Wu Di even cradled Hinata, pulling off high-difficulty moves.
Hiruzen stared, dumbfounded.
Worse—his right foot started tapping, just like hearing Pure Land music!
"What's wrong, Third Lord?"
"I'm… fine. Leave me. I need to… watch this kid's, cough, situation alone."
This punk skips ninjutsu and chakra training for songs and dances?
Sigh. Next time, transform and scout this music.
Stuff that gets this vibe from lip-sync and moves? Beats Pure Land!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 666 points of negative emotions from Sarutobi Hiruzen!
…
As Hiruzen spied via Telescope Technique…
Ye Wu Di finished his draw, claiming his golden legend.
Ding! Congratulations, Host! Mastered: Barrier Technique · Release!
Friendly tip: With enough chakra, Barrier Technique · Release breaks any barrier!
Break any barrier?
Perfect—I need this now!
Plus, with Sealing Technique · Release, even a real Four Red Yang Array—not this weak version—gets cracked!
Brilliant!
Ding! Congratulations, Host! Mastered: Konoha Secret Taijutsu · Thousand Years of Death!
Thousand Years of Death?
Tiger seal, fingers to enemy's chakra-weak spot?
Uh… oh!
This move…
Heh heh heh. Not bad.
Something clicked. While street-dancing, Ye Wu Di eyed the six Root ninjas.
"…"
His song hit climax, leaving all six flushed red.
The four barrier ninjas? Just sore feet.
But the two dancing partners…
Wrecked!
Drenched in sweat, chakra gone!
Relying on stamina to barely match Ye Wu Di's rhythm.
One speed bump higher, and Konoha Secret Taijutsu · Thousand Years of Death would one-shot them!
No hesitation—Ye Wu Di cranked the tempo to max climax:
"Catch shrimp户! Speed up top~ Won't stop till we drop!"
"Hey ya! Forget death!"
"Let's go again~ I'm standing fine… Take your mom flying! Buckle up~ Wrong ass kick!"
"Oh~!"
Seeing Ye Wu Di accelerate, his two partners went ghost-white.
Nani?!
He can speed up?!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 999 points of negative emotions from Root Special Jonin!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 999 points of negative emotions from all Root ninjas!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning…
One chunin collapsed, gasping on his butt.
"Can't… Captain, I'm done."
"Chance!"
Ye Wu Di's eyes lit up. Back-carrying Hinata, he Body Flickered beside him.
Hands formed tiger seal. In front of everyone, fingers plunged into the chunin's chakra-weak spot!
Then…
The chunin's face went from alert to horrified.
Then colorless!
"You?! Oh! AAAAH!"
Under all eyes, the chunin flew from Ye Wu Di's Konoha Secret Taijutsu · Thousand Years of Death.
Landed sprawled in the street, twitching uncontrollably, face screaming life's over.
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 999 points of negative emotions from Root Chunin!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning…
Seeing his teammate that-killed, the squad's last special jonin halted.
Blade drawn, defensive stance.
Legs clamped tight, left hand clutching butt, cold sweat pouring!
But just as he braced…
Ye Wu Di turned and bolted—no looking back.
The jonin blinked, lost.
What the—?!
"You idiot! Notice—he's not Body Flickering! Just taijutsu now!"
"That poke was his last chakra!"
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning 999 points of negative emotions from Root Special Jonin!
Ding! Congratulations, Host, for earning…
Right!
Hearing the barrier team's yell, the jonin charged.
Soon cornered Ye Wu Di against the barrier.
Seeing the "pale-faced" Ye Wu Di backed against the wall, the jonin laughed triumphantly.
"Now let's see you run, punk!"
Ye Wu Di's eyes flashed subtle mockery.
Run?
Heh heh heh. No need.
He'd reached the barrier for tonight's finale!
The show… restarts!