C60 Get Lost I Won't Kill You!

"Oh? You're challenging me to a fight to the death?"

Yang Ming couldn't help but smirk with contempt as he regarded the pair before him. His gaze lingered on Kurahashi Shinai, and for a brief moment, his expression shifted.

"Kurahashi Shinai, considering you went out of your way to bring me into the fold and offered me this job, I'll let you walk away. I won't kill you. But as for you, Takemura Akira, if you're seeking death, you can't blame me for what comes next."

With that, Yang Ming turned his icy stare to Takemura Akira.

"Have you lost your mind?!"

Gong Lizi's voice was tinged with desperation as she closed her eyes, unable to watch. She had harbored a faint hope of rescuing Yang Ming, even at the cost of her own injury, to offer him some solace. But Yang Ming's words had just dashed any chance of that.

She was out of options.

"Has this kid gone mad?"

It wasn't just him; everyone around was equally astonished.

Facing a two-on-one fight with such a stark disparity in strength, Yang Ming's unwavering confidence was puzzling. Was it a sign of his mastery or mere reckless bravado?

"Very well, very well. I, Takemura Akira, never imagined being so insulted by a kid. Gekka Ming, you're impressive. Truly impressive!"

Takemura Akira's response was a twisted smile, his anger palpable as he pointed his blade at Yang Ming, his murderous intent emanating fiercely.

In that instant, all his thoughts were consumed by the desire to kill the young man before him.

"Moron!"

Kurahashi Shinai spat out the insult. Had Takemura Akira not been there first, he would have already struck Yang Ming down.

"What a shame, such a waste. This young man is about to meet his end here!"

"But who's really to blame? If anyone, it's oneself for not being strong enough. In the Ninja World, strength is revered. If you had the power to touch the heavens, neither Yoda Ayumu nor Tajima Ang would dare cross you. With true power, even if you killed them, neither Kurahashi Shinai nor Takemura Akira would dare utter a word. Ultimately, it all comes down to strength!"

"Indeed, with strength comes everything!"

The onlookers sighed at the unfolding scene, with some turning away, unable to watch any longer.

In such a dire situation, it seemed certain that the young man before them was doomed, with no chance of survival.

Suddenly, five figures descended.

Adorned with M-shaped forehead protectors and clad in green vests, they were unmistakably a group of Grass Ninja!

Their abrupt appearance caused Takemura Akira and Kurahashi Shinai to shift their expressions and quickly step aside.

In the Ninja World, strength commands respect. While they possessed some might, they knew better than to stand in the way of these formidable ninjas and did so without protest.

"What brings ninjas here so suddenly?"

The two exchanged a look, filled with confusion.

"What could ninjas possibly want here?"

The surrounding crowd was equally baffled.

"Captain Shuichuan! What brings you to this place?"

Gong Lizi was taken aback, recognizing one of them, yet she was even more perplexed about their reason for being here.

But her questions were ignored as dozens of ninjas descended, lining up to the side as if awaiting the arrival of a VIP.

In the blink of an eye, before the crowd could fully grasp the situation, the ninjas had positioned themselves respectfully on either side.

Then, a blue figure burst onto the scene, revealing a middle-aged man dressed in blue.

"Lord Mizushiro Tsubasa!"

The sight of him sent a wave of shock through the crowd.

This man was known to all; a renowned figure within the Grass Ninja territory.

He was the top lieutenant of Lord Grass Kage, Mizushiro Tsubasa!