Sharingan Evolution: Proficiency's Path

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh

As Qingming barely steadied himself, three kunai were already flying toward him from a distance.

The one launching this attack was none other than the Iwagakure Jonin who had previously used the "Earth Release: Earth Returning," to counter his "Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique."

After taking a few moments to regain composure, the Iwa Jonin no longer looked as disheveled as before. He was back in the fight, rejoining the others in their assault on Qingming.

But Qingming, who had finally gained a sliver of control in the battle, wasn't about to let them trap him again.

With a quick thought, he fully activated his Sharingan's ability to perceive movement.

In an instant, he could see the flight paths of the three kunai with complete clarity.

"Wait!"

Just as Qingming was about to dodge, he noticed something odd. Around the handle of each kunai, there appeared to be a slip of paper.

Focusing his gaze, he realized that they were explosive tags, already glowing faintly—clearly activated.

Without any hesitation, Qingming reached into his ninja tool pouch, pulling out three kunai of his own, which he then hurled with precision.

The kunai zipped through the air at lightning speed and collided perfectly with the three kunai sent by the Iwa Jonin.

Clang, clang, clang

Three crisp metallic clashes rang out, sparks flew, and the six kunai spiraled apart, scattering in all directions.

Immediately after, a deafening explosion resounded as the explosive tags detonated, creating three massive fireballs. The pressure from the explosion compressed the surrounding air, generating a powerful shockwave that sent Qingming stumbling backward several steps.

As he barely managed to regain his footing, he suddenly felt the ground beneath him give way. Looking down, he saw that the earth had softened, making it impossible to stand steadily.

"Ninjutsu?"

Qingming's thoughts raced as he quickly glanced at the other two Iwa Jonin. One of them, the scythe-wielding Jonin, was crouched on the ground, both hands pressed into the earth, clearly performing some kind of technique.

Without a second thought, Qingming leaped sideways.

At the very moment his feet left the ground, the area within a three-meter radius of where he had been standing turned into a swamp. If he hadn't moved quickly, he would have been trapped in the muck, and that would have been quite troublesome.

Qingming realized now that these three Iwa Jonin were not only well-coordinated in close combat but also highly effective in ranged attacks.

"I can't let them control the flow of this fight."

With that thought in mind, Qingming dodged several shuriken fired by the Iwa Jonin who had previously used the "Earth Release: Earth Spear."

He then locked his eyes on the Iwa Jonin who had just tried to ambush him with the explosive tags.

If Qingming's guess was right, now was the moment that Jonin would launch his next attack.

Sure enough, as he looked over, the Iwa Jonin was already forming hand seals.

The moment their eyes met, Qingming activated his Sharingan's hypnosis ability, momentarily halting the enemy's hand seals.

Though the Jonin's comrades quickly snapped him out of the illusion, Qingming had already bought enough time.

Without hesitation, he formed hand seals at an incredible speed and unleashed a jutsu—"Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique."

Like seeds of a phoenix flower, the small fireballs burst forth, and under Qingming's control, they split into three streams, dancing like fiery spirits as they shot toward the three Iwa Jonin.

The spectacle was dazzling and caught the attention of many onlookers, including the three targeted Jonin.

But to them, this display wasn't beautiful—it was deadly.

Qingming had infused over 200 chakra points into this attack, producing nearly 150 fireballs. With his Sharingan evolved to the limit of three tomoe, controlling so many fireballs was still manageable for him.

The dozens of fireballs hurtling toward the Iwa Jonin forced each of them to react. Some dodged, others defended with jutsu, and a few chose to clash directly with the fireballs.

In the end, after some frantic movements, they managed to fend off the attack.

However, Qingming gave them no time to breathe. Crossing his hands, he swiftly cast "Shadow Clone Technique," splitting into three identical figures, each charging toward one of the Iwa Jonin.

"What?!"

Seeing Qingming casually use the Shadow Clone Technique, the three Iwa Jonin were visibly shocked.

Even though they could tell that Qingming could hold his own against them in a one-on-three fight, using the Shadow Clone Technique, which consumes a large amount of chakra, in this situation seemed like a reckless decision.

In a way, their thinking wasn't wrong.

In normal situations, no one would use the Shadow Clone Technique in battle unless absolutely necessary, due to the heavy chakra consumption.

But Qingming was different—he had the "Chakra Absorption Technique."

As long as he could replenish his chakra after the battle, he could treat Shadow Clones as a regular part of his combat strategy.

Moreover, his clones primarily relied on kenjutsu (swordsmanship) and the Sharingan to fight, rarely using ninjutsu, which reduced their chakra consumption significantly compared to others.

That's why Qingming was able to use the Shadow Clone Technique so freely.

With Qingming and his two clones, the fight now became three-on-three. The Iwa Jonin could no longer surround him, giving Qingming the opportunity to execute his strategy.

However, replicating the overwhelming results from earlier would be challenging.

After all, the three Iwa Jonin now knew that two of the Qingmings were merely clones, and they wouldn't hold back like the previous enemies.

Thus, the clones wouldn't last long.

"I have to take one of them down before the clones disperse."

With that thought, Qingming and his two clones each faced one of the Iwa Jonin, and the battle erupted once again.

The clash of blades echoed through the air. The one facing Qingming's true body was the scythe-wielding Iwa Jonin named Sugiki Dairou. He skillfully parried Qingming's attacks while occasionally launching counterattacks, trying to figure out which Qingming was real.

In response, Qingming remained calm, fighting just like his two clones, avoiding any direct hits and refusing to engage in a full-on clash.

This strategy made it impossible for Sugiki Dairou and the other two Iwa Jonin to determine which one was the real Qingming.

But this situation couldn't last forever. Clones, after all, were still just clones—they lacked the endurance of a real person.

With their level of skill, the three Iwa Jonin could inflict damage on the clones if they were willing to take a bit of risk.

Once that happened, the true Qingming would be obvious.

And that moment was exactly what Qingming was waiting for.

If he could trick the Iwa Jonin into thinking a clone was his real body, he would seize the chance to unleash his full power and catch Sugiki Dairou off guard.

With precise timing, he could even take him out in one swift strike.

As for why he didn't just forcefully attack Sugiki Dairou while the clones held off the other two Iwa Jonin? The reason was simple. Right now, Sugiki Dairou was too cautious and somewhat familiar with Qingming's tactics. Even if Qingming went for a direct kill, it wouldn't be a quick battle.

In the meantime, the other two Jonin could break the clones if they were willing to pay a small price, and they would then surround him again.

It wouldn't be worth the risk.

That's why Qingming wasn't rushing.

Of course, if they chose not to attack the clones, Qingming wouldn't hesitate to strike first.

Now, it all depended on what the Iwa Jonin decided to do next.

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