C74 Emptyhandedly Shaking the Long Blade
"He's trying to stop a long blade with his bare hands? The kid's lost his mind!"
The sight of Yang Ming catching the blade with his bare hands left the onlookers dumbstruck.
One of the ministers even shielded his eyes, unable to watch what seemed like an inevitable grim outcome.
"Even if he's a supernatural being, Kawabata Nozomu's blade is forged from the finest steel. Flesh and blood can't possibly withstand it. Not even the Shadows of the Five Great Countries would dare to clash directly with Kawabata's blade!"
The magnate was taken aback by the spectacle.
"He's got a death wish!"
Many in the crowd sneered.
They had harbored some hope for Yang Ming initially, but now it seemed they had been mistaken from the very beginning.
This youth wasn't some supernatural being; he was a lunatic!
"Mr. Gekka!"
It wasn't just the bystanders; even the Grass Kage and his companions were astounded.
They all knew Yang Ming was formidable, but they had never fully grasped the extent of his power, as many had never witnessed it firsthand.
Yet, no matter how powerful, to confront a long blade directly seemed unthinkable!
They all watched Yang Ming with anxious eyes.
"Clang!"
But then, the impossible happened.
Yang Ming extended his hand and threw a punch, shattering Kawabata Nozomu's long blade!
"The blade... it's broken?"
The crowd was stunned, disbelief written all over their faces.
"How can this be?"
Even Kawabata Nozomu was in shock. His steel blade, capable of slicing through a waterfall, had been broken by a man?
"I told you, you're too weak!"
Yang Ming spoke calmly, his face showing neither joy nor sorrow.
Tsunade, with her superior Strange Strength, could stand up to an S-grade Fire Jutsu. Yang Ming, with only intermediate Strange Strength and an Immortal Body, had nothing to fear from a mere long blade!
Chakra coursed through his body, rendering him impervious to harm—not a single hair could be touched!
Then, with a single punch, he slammed his fist into the ground!
"Boom!"
The sound of the explosion echoed, akin to a simultaneous detonation of over a hundred explosive tags.
Centered around Yang Ming, the earth within a thirty-meter radius fractured violently!
The blast sent the ground crumbling into chunks, with debris flying chaotically in every direction!
The crowd hastily scattered, seeking cover, while Grass Kage conjured an earthen wall to shield everyone. Chidzuru Koichi drew his sword, slicing through the barrage of rocks to protect the magnate from harm.
The magnate's guards sprang into action, safeguarding the ministers with urgency.
Despite their efforts, many were struck by the massive stones, their bodies wracked as if by lightning, coughing up blood from severe injuries.
Those too slow to evade met a grimmer fate, crushed to death by the direct impact.
Kawabata Nozomu had vanished from sight, his whereabouts unknown—buried beneath rubble or perhaps already dead.
The ground was a chaotic mess; the entire banquet hall lay in ruins.
Everyone inhaled sharply at the devastation.
"Could such power truly belong to a mere five-year-old child?"
The onlookers were astounded, struggling to comprehend the spectacle before them.
Even Chidzuru Koichi was taken aback, regarding Yang Ming with a wary eye as if facing a formidable foe.
"Excellent, excellent, excellent!"
At that moment, led by Grass Kage, the assembly of ninjas erupted in jubilation.
Karin was both shocked and elated—shocked at Yang Ming's incredible strength, yet relieved to have such a powerful ally, ensuring her future was secure.
Grass Kage sensed control of the situation slipping back into his grasp.
Regardless of future challenges, he now possessed the means to contend.
"Who else wants to challenge me?"
Yang Ming stood amidst the wreckage, his gaze sweeping the area as he spoke with calm authority.
His arrival had been met with mockery and scorn.
But with a single display of his might, he had sent shockwaves through the crowd.
Now, no one, not even Chidzuru Koichi, dared underestimate him.
