Simultaneous Transmigration: We Share a Role-Playing System

At the same time, the two guards beside Lei Ying exchanged a glance, both seeing hesitation and unease in each other's eyes. In the end, one of them mustered his courage and stepped forward, calling out in a tight voice, "Lord Ai..."

"What? You have objections to my decision?" Lei Ying didn't even turn his head, his voice was deep and cold, carrying an unyielding pressure, and the fine arcs of lightning around his body seemed to tremble with his tone.

"Your subordinates dare not!" The two guards trembled and immediately knelt down on the ground, their heads bowed low, not daring to breathe, and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Seeing this, Ai simply sighed slowly, his tone losing its previous sternness and becoming more somber and wistful. He looked in the direction where the Konoha reinforcements had retreated and slowly said, "Konoha... back in the day, it was fine that there were two towering peaks, Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha. At that time, the other four villages were nothing but a joke in front of them. We didn't even dare to think of being their enemy."

But after both of them were gone, Tobirama Senju reappeared and easily defeated us with the help of Konoha.

"After Tobirama Senju passed away, his disciple stepped up. As for that old monkey Sarutobi, I wouldn't dare say I could definitely beat him in terms of real skill." His words revealed his fear of his formidable opponent, without the slightest hint of contempt.

"Then came the Sannin, Konoha's White Fang, the Yellow Flash, and Might Guy, who single-handedly fought against the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist, killing four and escaping three of them."

This group isn't finished yet; a new generation of geniuses has emerged: Shisui of the Body Flicker Technique, the son of White Fang, and now, Nara Locke.

He paused, his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, and his tone became heavier: "Konoha has never lacked geniuses. As long as they can withstand the tempering of war, they can quickly grow into powerful figures who are famous throughout the ninja world, and in the end, they all become... a major threat to our Kumogakure."

"I... I'm very jealous." Ai's tone trailed off, his eyes brimming with the competitive spirit and resentment of a powerful being. Then, lightning surged around him, and his voice became incredibly resolute. "So today, no matter what, we must completely eliminate this threat and prevent future troubles for the village!"

Meanwhile, Locke, the newly emerging major threat, estimated the time. With about a minute left before the Raikage made his move, he exchanged a glance with Akimichi Torifu, who instantly understood.

Akimichi Torifu took a confidential scroll from his robes, tossed it to Shiranui Juro, the third strongest member of the group, and said in a deep voice, "If I don't return alive, deliver this scroll to the front-line commander. Remember, it must not be lost!"

Shiranui Juro glanced at Akimichi Torifu and Nara Locke at the back of the group. The image of Locke single-handedly intercepting the elite of Kumogakure was still flashing through his mind.

He paused for a moment, gritted his teeth, then turned sharply and roared, "Yes!"

The last scene the two left for everyone was an old man and a young man turning around and standing on a tree trunk, facing the Cloud Hidden elites chasing from behind, their figures isolated and alone.

Locke stood on the tree trunk, arms crossed, his shoulders and back ramrod straight as a pine tree.

With his chin slightly raised and his eyes subtly upturned, the arrogance and confident composure unique to a young genius were naturally present. He didn't try to be ostentatious at all, but rather infused that confidence and pride etched into his very bones into every inch of his upright posture.

At this moment, he showed none of the composure and restraint of the Nara clan; instead, he exuded the sharpness and brilliance of the Uchiha clan.

The dark-skinned ninja took the lead and caught up. Seeing that Locke didn't take him seriously at all, his anger instantly surged.

His lightning chakra surged forth, pouring into his limbs. He drew his ninja sword from his side and roared, "Die! You pineapple-headed bastard!"

Just as the blade was about to strike his eyelashes, Locke let out a cold sneer, his palm forming a seal, his fingertips deftly forming the incantation of the Emperor's Seal, his voice cold and deep: "Shadow Binding Burial Kill—"

In an instant, countless dark tentacles surged out from the dense shadows of the forest, binding the three Jonin at the forefront like iron chains. Only then did these Cloud Ninja suddenly realize what was happening.

This forest canopy, hidden by branches and leaves, was originally a hunting ground tailor-made for Locke!

"The Black Coffin"

As the three words fell, three pitch-black coffins materialized, completely sealing the three people inside.

The next second, a painful, muffled howl, choked with blood, came from inside the coffin. The shrill and suppressed sound froze the Cloud Hidden elites who had followed behind, their eyes filled with utter disbelief.

Why does this technique only require one hand seal? It's so fast that even ninjas skilled in lightning chakra and taijutsu can't react to it?

In an instant, all the Cloud Village ninjas present were hesitant to act, their nerves taut, and they were on high alert for every flickering shadow around them.

The quick-thinking one immediately swung his sword and cut off the branches hanging overhead, letting the sunlight pour down and completely enveloping him in light, as if only by leaving the shadows could he escape the control of that strange ninjutsu.

Seeing Locke casually reveal a new technique he had never seen before, Akimichi Torifu turned his head and looked at Locke, his eyes full of distrust.

He now reasonably suspects that he has mastered the Nara family's secret technique to the point of having a bloodline limit, otherwise why didn't he even form hand seals before?

In other words, Akimichi Torifu even suspected that the hand seal he had just formed was merely to deceive the Cloud Village before him, and that perhaps, like the First Hokage, he could obtain whatever he desired with a simple clap of his hands.

The black coffin vanished, and the three elite Cloud Village Jonin who had been caught off guard by the information gap were once again exposed to everyone's sight.

The three men were covered in gruesome, penetrating wounds, blood gushing from the corners of their mouths. With only a wisp of life left, they fell lifelessly from the heights of the treetops, crashing heavily to the ground with a muffled thud, kicking up fine dust and fallen leaves.

The muffled thud of their comrade falling to the ground became the battle cry. The twenty-four Cloud Village Jonin who arrived one after another quickly recovered from their shock. Their anger surged so intensely that it almost overflowed. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they vowed to avenge their tragically killed comrade.

Without exchanging a single word, the Cloud Village ninjas had already reached a tacit understanding, gripping their ninja tools tightly. They were determined to suppress the Konoha boy with a relentless and dense offensive, giving him no chance to form hand seals!

However, if they want to get close to Locke, they must first get past Akimichi Tofu, who is like an impenetrable wall.

Akimichi Torifune stood in front of Locke, his chakra suddenly condensing beneath his feet. He quickly formed the Akimichi clan's secret hand seals in his palms and uttered a low shout.

Instantly, a rich, pale golden Yang Release chakra enveloped his body. The heat stored within him was transformed into chakra and burst forth through the clan technique. The armor engraved with the character "食" (food) swelled with the chakra, its edges stretching out in sharp curves without being damaged in the slightest.

The next second, his body suddenly swelled up like a mountain, his limbs and torso growing enormous. His muscular, gigantic body blotted out the sky. With his Super-Magnification Technique fully activated, his imposing aura alone caused the surrounding air to stagnate. His cold, deep eyes locked onto the Cloud Village ninjas, making him an insurmountable barrier in front of Locke.

"Locke, kid! Let's go!"

With a deep shout, Akimichi Tokifuku's massive body solidified, the sound wave causing the surrounding branches and leaves to tremble slightly. Standing on his broad, mountain-like shoulders, Locke looked up at the surging thunder in the distance, a defiant smile curving his lips.

"One cough! (It's on!)"