C10 Your Strength Is Indeed Very Strong!

"Boom!"

A muffled thud echoed as the black-clothed teenager was catapulted backward at breakneck speed, crashing onto the grass ten meters away and instantly losing consciousness.

A single punch had sent a Junior Ninja soaring through the air!

"Hmm?"

Chu Koichi's face transformed at the sight.

"A master of Body Technique, that explains the bravado!"

Yang Ming's fists clashed in a display of Body Technique prowess.

The black-clothed teenager, one of his own, wasn't particularly skilled in Body Technique, yet was still a Junior Ninja. To knock one out with a single punch was no small feat!

"But what does it matter if you're a Body Technique master? The days when warriors roamed the land are long gone. Today, you'll witness the might of Ninja Technique. Attack, buy me time!"

Chu Koichi stepped back into the crowd, issuing a commanding shout.

Instantly, a dozen of his followers surged forward!

Performing Ninja Technique required time to form hand seals. Against a Body Technique expert, creating distance was crucial.

Otherwise, the adversary's swift movements would leave no chance for seals to be formed!

In a flash, his entourage of experts charged, throwing punches, launching kicks, and some even wielding bricks.

Not Ninjas themselves, but with martial prowess nonetheless, they swarmed from all sides, overwhelming in their numbers.

"Humph!"

Yang Ming let out a cold snort, Chakra coursing through his body as he slammed his fist into the earth.

"Secret Technique: Unparalleled Strange Strength!"

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion reverberated.

Suddenly, the ground within a ten-meter radius of Yang Ming heaved upward, fissures spreading like spiderwebs.

The Ninjas in proximity were blasted away by the sheer force, blood spraying from their mouths mid-air, bodies battered by the impact.

They hit the ground, rendered senseless.

More than a dozen incapacitated by a single punch!

"What power is this!"

Yang Ming's strike was swift and decisive. As the onlookers came to their senses, they were met with the sight of the shattered earth and the fallen bodies.

Yang Ming stood there, the picture of ease, as if the earth-shattering blow had barely tapped his reserves of strength.

Those familiar with Yang Ming, including the children from his orphanage, stared wide-eyed, their faces etched with disbelief.

Guan Shang and Jin Cou, who had just sneered at Yang Ming, exchanged a look of utter astonishment.

As they gazed at the ground beneath them and remembered their scorn for Yang Ming, a shiver ran down their spines.

"If he had directed that punch at us earlier, would we have even survived?"

Their eyes met, reflecting a rare moment of shared insight.

Gong Lizi too was staring at Yang Ming, her expression one of sheer incredulity, as if she were seeing a stranger.

"I warned you, enough is enough. If we escalate this further, it won't end well. Are you sure you want to continue? I assure you, I can take you down before you even complete your seal," Yang Ming said, a slight smile playing on his lips as he watched Chu Koichi form his seal.

"You..."

Chu Koichi, in the midst of his hand seal, halted abruptly as he saw his men defeated in a flash. Looking at the composed Yang Ming, he lowered his hands in resignation.

True to Yang Ming's words, with the strength he had just displayed, he was more than capable of killing Chu Koichi before the seal could be completed.

Yet, Chu Koichi remained unfazed, his calmness unshaken.

"Your power is truly formidable," he conceded.

"To describe you as possessing innate, divine strength isn't an overstatement. But you can't kill me. I might not be able to perform advanced Ninja Techniques with my current seal proficiency, but I can harness Chakra. And with the basic Body Replacement Techniques at my disposal, you won't be able to touch me."