At this moment, a strange scene appeared on the battlefield.
The surrounding enemies were still roaring and fighting, but they all instinctively kept their distance from the center of the battlefield, forming a vacuum zone.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Dull thuds exploded in succession at the center of the battlefield; every collision made the ground tremble, sending gravel and lightning sparks flying in all directions.
Two streaks of lightning, one blue and one purple, shuttled back and forth across the field. They were so fast that only afterimages remained. Every collision erupted with blinding sparks, and the roar echoed across the plains.
"The Raikage has been blocked by Kakashi! Charge!"
The Konoha Ninja on the field saw that the Raikage was being held off, and their morale soared instantly as they rushed toward the enemy.
Homura Mitokado, protected by the Anbu beside him, had just finished off an enemy and was panting heavily.
"Time really spares no one. If this were ten years ago, I would have made them taste the Water Release personally taught to me by Nidaime(2nd)-sama."
He was old, and having worked in the office for a long time without participating in many battles, he became exhausted after casting just a few Ninjutsu.
Unlike that guy Danzo, who had always been active on the battlefield, maintaining his combat awareness and physical functions at a competent level.
Seeing the Raikage held back, he breathed a sigh of relief. If no one could stop the Raikage, he would have had to sacrifice lives to fill the gap.
In the center of the field, a panting Kakashi kept his left eye wide open, his scarlet Sharingan spinning at high speed, not daring to look away for even a second.
"I cannot relax. I must focus entirely on locking onto every move of the Raikage, every inch of muscle power, and predict the Raikage's next move," Kakashi thought rapidly.
The Raikage's speed was too fast. With the hardness of his Chakra armor combined with the Lightning Flicker, unless one could keep up in terms of speed, one would be killed in close quarters if not careful.
Although he had used the purple lightning to form a Lightning Release: Lightning Armor, allowing him to hard-carry against the Raikage's heavy punches, and the properties of the purple lightning allowed him to be both offensive and defensive, enabling prolonged combat...
...his speed and the quality of his Lightning Release were still a notch below the Raikage's. Plus, the Sharingan consumed too much Chakra; if this continued, he would surely die.
"You're quite capable, Kakashi Hatake."
The Raikage was quite surprised that Kakashi could keep up with his speed; during the Third Great Ninja War, only Minato Namikaze of Konoha had been able to do so.
"That makes it even more impossible to let you live."
Subsequently, the Lightning Release Chakra on his body became even more violent, and his speed and power increased by another notch.
Kakashi desperately squeezed out his remaining Chakra. The purple lightning on his body surged suddenly, pushing his speed and power to the limit, barely keeping up with the Raikage.
Two streaks of lightning, one blue and one purple, collided crazily in the center of the battlefield, entwining as the roaring sound echoed across the plains.
There were no flashy Ninjutsu, only the most primitive and extreme collisions.
This left Aoki Yoru and his team of three, who were watching from a distance, dumbfounded.
"Too strong. Kakashi-sensei can actually reach this level."
Kenta looked incredulous. That teacher who was usually late and looked lethargic could actually fight the Raikage to this extent? If it were him, he would have been killed instantly upon meeting him.
Aoki Yoru felt no joy; he watched the battlefield with a serious expression, sensing Kakashi's condition.
"The situation is not good."
The prolonged battle had brought his already limited Chakra to the brink of exhaustion. His muscles and bones were under overload, with countless micro-fractures appearing, crying out in pain.
When his body reached its limit and snapped, that would be the moment Kakashi met his end.
He turned to his two companions and said, "You two go back and guard the camp first. I'm going to help..."
Before he finished speaking, Aoki Yoru's pupils shrank, his expression instantly filled with shock and anger, and he shouted to his companions:
"Enemy attack! Return to the camp immediately! There is an enemy approaching 3 kilometers behind the camp."
Saying this, he created a clone, while his main body rushed toward the rear of the camp.
Kenta and Yui did not dare to delay and immediately got up to follow.
"Yui, you return to the camp and have the others prepare for battle. Kenta, come with me. Yui, follow later. There is only one enemy, but he is very strong."
On the way, Aoki Yoru made arrangements. In his perception, that person's Chakra volume was like a vast ocean, even exceeding the Three-Tails. Combined with that robust physique, there was no doubt it could only be one person—the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki, Killer Bee.
At this moment, Aoki Yoru's expression was grim. Killer Bee coming from the rear at this time was clearly here for him, seeking revenge for his two disciples.
But he could not run. Not to mention that if he ran, he would be classified as a rogue ninja later, and no one in the camp would survive.
The neighbors would certainly be interrogated by the Anbu, and little Chino's family would likely be sent to the experimental table by Danzo under the guise of interrogation. He dared not gamble on the integrity of the higher-ups.
Moreover, Might Guy had helped them a lot. Kenta had received his true teachings; it was impossible to leave Rock Lee and the others alone, and Yui was even less likely to abandon her cousin.
They could only combine their strength to block Killer Bee from a distance; otherwise, if the Tailed Beast went crazy, everyone in the camp would be dragged into it.
In the forest three kilometers outside the camp.
Killer Bee was walking slowly, looking around here and there, occasionally picking up pen and paper to write something when an idea struck him.
"Hey, Bee, aren't you going to the Konoha camp to take revenge on Aoki Yoru? Why did you stop?" the Eight-Tails inside him asked, puzzled.
"Oh, Eight-Tails, my brother won't lose. Killing him is just a matter of time. I want to use the screams of Konoha on the Land of Fire's territory to create a RAP song. Then I'll burn it for my two cute disciples to listen to my masterpiece, so they won't be lonely."
Killer Bee licked the tip of his pen and began to compose, "The screams from the Konoha camp later will be the best climax for this song. I bet those two will be very satisfied."
Suddenly, the Eight-Tails sensed something: "Hey, Bee, stop writing. An enemy is approaching."
"Bakayaro, who is disturbing my inspiration?"
Killer Bee, who was writing furiously, stopped his pen, slowly closed his notebook, put it in his pocket, and suddenly looked up.
In the distance, three black shadows were rapidly approaching, getting bigger and clearer bit by bit, until they rushed right in front of him in the blink of an eye.
Killer Bee, who had been careless, instantly filled with killing intent upon seeing the faces of those who arrived.
"Yo, it's you, you bastard! It's time to avenge Karui and Omoi."
Originally, upon learning of his disciples' deaths, the furious Killer Bee had immediately wanted to go to the front line to avenge them. Although the three were master and disciples, they were like father and sons; how could he not be furious?
But his brother had stopped him; the Village needed an Kage-level powerhouse to hold the fort.
Nii Yugito, the Jinchuriki, was on the border of the Land of Earth preventing Iwagakure, and the Raikage went to the front line of the Land of Fire, so he could only be left to guard the Hidden Cloud Village.
He originally refused, but was helplessly suppressed by the Raikage.
This time, he had used a clone created from one of the Eight-Tails' octopus tentacles to deceive the guards and snuck out.
Seeing the enemy he had been thinking about day and night appearing before him, Killer Bee didn't waste any words. Eight swords—from his arms, legs, and mouth—were drawn simultaneously!
Two swords held in his hands, two swords tucked under his armpits, two swords strapped to his legs, and the last one bitten in his mouth.
Aoki Yoru stared at him with a grim expression and drew his ninja sword.
"Kenta, Yui, the opponent is very strong. Do not hold back, otherwise you will be killed by him instantly."
The two nodded solemnly. Before coming, Aoki Yoru had explained the situation of Killer Bee to them.
A perfect Jinchuriki... This strength level is a bit overpowered.