Since physical attacks were useless against him, then there was only one solution—ninjutsu.
Jinmaru Wuye quickly formed hand seals, his Chakra surging through his body before gathering onto his scythe.
"Wind Style: Gale Sickle!"
With a swift, horizontal slash of his scarlet scythe, the air condensed under the force of ninjutsu—
Forming a massive wind blade that roared forward!
The sheer force of the air current made the surrounding trees tremble violently.
Leaves crashed into each other, creating an earsplitting noise.
The hurricane-like wind rushed toward Simu, while the massive wind blade cut through the trees in its path like a hot knife through butter.
These ordinary trees were far too fragile to withstand the devastating attack.
Simu watched the scene unfold and chuckled.
"What a terrifying ninjutsu."
The enormous wind blade howled toward him, threatening to slice him apart.
But he didn't flinch.
Instead, he slowly lifted his foot—golden light flickering across his bare skin.
Then—
He stomped down.
The unstoppable wind blade, which should have torn him to pieces—
Shattered on impact.
With a thunderous boom, the violent gusts splintered into countless sharp airflows, wreaking havoc on everything within a few meters of Simu!
Broken trees were sent flying, their remains embedding themselves randomly into the muddy ground.
As the dust settled—
Simu stood untouched amidst the wreckage.
His clothes, his body—not a single stain.
The wind gently lifted the hem of his cloak as he raised his long leg once more.
"Tempest Kick."
With a powerful swing, his kick tore through the air—
Countless crescent-shaped vacuum slashes surged forward like a violent storm, all aimed at Jinmaru Wuye!
"A Wind Style ninjutsu… without hand seals?!"
Jinmaru Wuye's face twisted in disbelief.
His strongest Wind Style technique had just been stomped out of existence—
And now this guy was casually launching Wind Style attacks with his feet?!
Wasn't this just pure mockery?!
Jinmaru Wuye, who had never suffered such humiliation before, bit his lip so hard that it bled.
With a furious roar, he swung his massive scythe, desperately slicing through the oncoming vacuum slashes one after another.
Each collision sent sparks flying off the blade—
And with every impact, Jinmaru Wuye's confidence crumbled further.
After an intense barrage of attacks, Simu finally paused.
Jinmaru Wuye's eyes flickered with hope.
"Is he finally tired?"
If so, then—
Time to make a move!
Gathering all his remaining Chakra, he subtly shifted his stance—one foot inching away from his giant scythe, preparing to flee at any moment.
But just as he was about to bolt—
Simu was gone.
Jinmaru Wuye's pupils shrank.
"Did that bastard… run away?!"
He looked around frantically—but Simu was nowhere to be seen.
Until—
A lazy voice rang out from behind him.
"Yo yo yo~"
"Excuse me, were you looking for me?"
Jinmaru Wuye's blood ran cold.
He spun around—
Only to find Simu standing right behind him, hands casually tucked in his pockets.
"D-Damn it!"
Jinmaru Wuye's instincts screamed in alarm.
His carefully condensed Chakra exploded in an instant—
Without a second thought, he blasted backward, leaping tens of meters away in one breath!
He didn't dare look back.
His only thought—run!
Meanwhile, Simu casually picked his nose and called out lazily:
"Brother, didn't you say you wanted to taste me? Why aren't you sticking to your words?"
Hearing the mocking tone, Jinmaru Wuye gritted his teeth but never slowed down.
What a joke.
Stay and fight this monster?
He might as well find a wall and bash his head against it!
But unfortunately for him—
Speed was not on his side.
With the power of the Sparkling Fruit, how could Simu possibly lose in a race?
In the blink of an eye—
He reappeared right next to Jinmaru Wuye.
His hands still in his pockets.
Jinmaru Wuye felt a wave of despair wash over him.
His legs trembled.
What kind of monster is this guy?!
As if sensing his reluctance, Simu sighed and spoke slowly:
"Do you know what it feels like to be kicked by light?"
Before Jinmaru Wuye could even process the words—
Simu's foot was already buried in his gut.
"Lightspeed Kick!"
With blinding speed, the sheer force of the attack distorted the air.
A simple kick—
Yet with the speed of light behind it, it became a devastating force!
The moment of impact—
Golden light rippled outward like waves.
Jinmaru Wuye's body blurred into a streak of lightning, crashing through countless trees in his path.
The sheer impact carved a two-meter-wide trench deep into the forest floor.
Simu casually strolled forward, arriving at the lifeless Jinmaru Wuye.
After confirming his death, Simu let out a relaxed breath.
"Phew, that was close. Almost got caught off guard."
Just then—
A white-haired figure finally arrived on the scene.
Jiraiya stood there, taking in the destruction around him, his face twitching with black lines.
"This guy…"
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