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"Magnet... Magnet Release?"
Feeling the oppression caused by the contraction of the metal armor on his chest, the lanky ninja suddenly thought of something. His face was filled with shock as he squeezed out a few words through his gritted teeth.
Holy shit! I actually used metal armor to resist the attack of a Magnet Release ninja/???
The lanky ninja felt like crying but had no tears.
The short ninja floating behind him also looked completely stunned, having no idea what was going on.
Magnet Release? What the hell is Magnet Release?
Is Magnet Release really that powerful?
Satoru Hyūga slightly raised his hand. The two of them only felt an immediate increase in the pressure on their bodies and uncontrollably floated higher.
Satoru Hyūga couldn't help but sigh. As his Electromagnetic Force level increased and his proficiency in using this ability grew, he was becoming more and more like Magneto.
The current scene was simply a re - enactment of Magneto completely overwhelming Wolverine.
The lanky ninja gritted his teeth and tried his best to raise his hands and bring them closer together to form hand seals.
Suddenly, Satoru Hyūga clenched his palm. With a squelching sound, the thin metal armor on the two of them immediately shrank. With their screams, the scene instantly turned extremely bloody.
When he released his hand, what fell to the ground were two unrecognizable corpses.
Satoru Hyūga shook his head and said helplessly,
"These two guys are really something! They actually came up with the idea of using metal armor to resist my attack. Otherwise, it might have taken me some effort to take them down."
In fact, Satoru Hyūga knew very well that there weren't so many coincidences and lucky chances in ninja battles. More often than not, it was a battle of wits and strength.
The reason why the other side had adopted a completely wrong strategy was because of the advantage of his well - kept intelligence.
The persona of The Silver - Faced Shura was a cold - blooded killer who manipulated strange weapons and didn't expose too many of his abilities during battles.
If the enemy set a trap based on this, they'd probably end up in a terrible situation.
Satoru Hyūga exhaled a puff of turbid air and pointed his palm at the corpses on the ground.
After a few breaths, the thin metal armor on the two of them actually turned a magma - like crimson, and the surrounding temperature instantly soared.
Electromagnetic Furnace!
By using Electromagnetic Force to accelerate the relative movement of molecules, which resulted in a sharp increase in temperature, the principle was not complicated, but it was extremely useful for disposing of corpses.
In just a few seconds, the two bodies disappeared, leaving only a small amount of molten iron from the melted metal, barely visible to the naked eye.
Satoru Hyūga shook his head. It seems there'll be another unsolved case in this underground black market.
With a gentle leap, he landed on a tree branch and quickly moved towards the distance.
He still had other tasks to complete.
On a hillside, a figure crouched down, silently staring at a group of ninjas walking on the road below.
There was a lot of blood on the ninjas' clothes. It seemed that they had just gone through a battle. They were in high spirits, and their fleshy faces were beaming with excitement.
"Who'd have thought this batch of goods would be so good!"
"Haha, after robbing so many caravans, this one's got several young women. They're really something!"
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"Guys, we got a nice haul today. Let's head back and rest up. We'll find some other stuff tomorrow..."
Hearing their laughter, Satoru Hyūga, who was on the hillside, involuntarily frowned under his mask, showing a hint of disgust.
"These beasts!"
He had received a mission from the Hokage to wipe out the bandits in the Land of Fire. The bandits' strength was not very strong, but they were quite cunning and had been operating on the border between the Land of Fire and the Grass Country.
During his days in the underground black market, Satoru Hyūga had been searching for information about them. Finally, he found his target today.
However, it seemed that another caravan had fallen victim to them.
On the road, the bandits were still excitedly talking about something.
Suddenly, the leader stopped, squinting his eyes at the figure that suddenly appeared on the road.
The figure was wrapped in a black robe, and there was a silver metal mask on the face. The exposed eyes were filled with coldness.
"Who are you?"
Years of living on the edge of death had made the bandit leader extremely cautious, so he didn't take any hasty actions.
The figure didn't reply. Three silver metal claws slowly extended from the knuckles of the fists hanging on both sides of the body. They cast a faint Reflection.
The leader's eyes narrowed, and he shouted, "You're asking for it! Think we're scared of you?"
The figure moved. In just an instant, he was beside the leader. The claws in his hands crossed and swiped, and the leader's head flew high up, with a look of disbelief still in his eyes.
"Leader! Bastard... Kill him!"
Immediately, the bandits stared at Satoru Hyūga with bloodshot eyes and rushed forward with a roar.
Satoru Hyūga showed no sign of fear. He moved his body and punched the nearest bandit. The sharp claws instantly penetrated the bandit's body.
Strangely enough, the blood didn't slide down the claws, but was absorbed by the metal claws like a dry sponge.
Just then, a huge Axe with great force slammed heavily on his back, making a harsh sound of metal clashing. The bandit holding the Axe felt a numbness in his arm, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
"What's going on?"
Satoru Hyūga quickly turned around. A cold light flashed, and the claws directly cut through the bandit's throat.
Under his black robe, the silver - white metal had turned into a suit of armor, firmly covering his back.
"Forget it, no more playing around."
Under the mask, Satoru Hyūga curled his lips.
Inspired by the infinite plasticity of the Magnetic fluid, he imitated Kage on a whim. Unfortunately, his inexperience with claw - type weapons almost caused him to stumble.
The metal claws on his knuckles slowly wriggled and turned into a metal gauntlet that wrapped around his whole fist.
Seeing this, the surrounding bandits' pupils constricted slightly.
However, what terrified them even more was yet to come. They saw a flash of thunder arcs around Satoru Hyūga, and in an instant, he disappeared from his original position and appeared beside a bandit.
The thief didn't even have time to react when a terrifying force struck his chest, slamming him to the ground instantly. Cracks like a spider's web spread from the ground around his body.
"Wh - what speed is this???"
The other thieves looked horrified.
Satoru Hyūga raised his head and moved again. A blue arc of lightning left a trail across the air. The ninja blocking his way flew backward heavily, like a kite with its string cut.
This was the first time Satoru Hyūga applied electromagnetic propulsion to his own body. The coating of Magnetic fluid metal enabled him to use Electromagnetic Force to propel his own body electromagnetically, gaining terrifying speed and impact bonus.
To put it simply...
It's the //Human - shaped Electromagnetic Cannon//Human - shaped Electromagnetic Cannon[/b]!
"Who the hell are you... Why... Why are you attacking us?"
After witnessing Satoru Hyūga's strange ability and terrifying strength, the remaining thieves were so scared that they were trembling all over. They couldn't even think of any resistance and spoke in a trembling voice.
"Just think of it as revenge for the caravan you looted!" Satoru Hyūga looked at him coldly.
The thunderlight flashed again, and shrill screams rang out one after another.
Suddenly, it became quiet all around at a certain moment. The air reeked of blood, and all the thieves had fallen to the ground.
The silver - white metal mask wriggled, revealing a rather young face.
Satoru Hyūga looked up at the distance. He suddenly realized that he had changed. Maybe it was when he chose to face those two Mist Jonin alone, or maybe it was during the time he had trained in the underground black market...
He had become more like a native of the ninja world. He would be indignant at the injustices endured by ordinary people in the ninja world, and he would be more cold - blooded towards his enemies.
Maybe it was some kind of assimilation!
He thought silently in his heart.