C9 Let's Stop Here Otherwise It Won't End Well!

As he had put it, resorting to ninja techniques to kill mere kids was beneath his status as a Junior Ninja!

The black-clad teenager gripped a kunai and approached the trio, kunai held aloft, poised to strike.

Just then, a ghostly sigh pierced the silence.

"Don't you think you're going a bit too far?"

A slightly taller kid stepped forward, eyeing Chu Koichi and his group with a cool detachment.

"Hmm?"

The unexpected voice prompted surprised glances from the crowd.

The teenager in black, ready to attack, paused and scowled, turning to see who had the audacity to interrupt and court death at such a moment.

Yang Ming stepped in front of the three, shielding them with an outstretched arm, and faced the black-clad teenager and Chu Koichi with a calm demeanor.

"Enough is enough. If this escalates, it won't end well for anyone."

"Gekka Ming, if you're looking for death, don't drag the rest of us down with you!"

Gong Lizi's voice rang out sharply as soon as Yang Ming spoke.

Initially, only three deaths were required, but Yang Ming's intervention could lead to more casualties at the hands of Chu Koichi.

If he truly unleashed his fury, she wouldn't be able to stop him.

Yang Ming was risking everyone's lives.

"Oh? That's enough, kid? And who are you to speak to me?"

Chu Koichi sneered at Yang Ming, his tone dripping with condescension.

"I'm nobody special; I'm Gekka Ming. You should watch your tone. Provoke the wrong person, and you'll be the one to regret it," Yang Ming retorted with a stern voice.

His words sent a chill through the onlookers.

Gong Lizi made a swift exit, as if anticipating a dreadful outcome.

The orphans around them shivered, their faces drained of color, some collapsing in fear.

It seemed as though something horrific was on the horizon.

"Gekka Ming, if you have a death wish, go ahead, but why drag us into it? Didn't you see Jin Mengzi get executed for speaking out of turn?"

Everyone turned their gaze to Yang Ming, their eyes burning with anger.

They were incensed that Yang Ming had dragged them into this mess!

"Do you think I'd provoke someone I shouldn't?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Koichi didn't get angry; instead, he laughed and nodded at Yang Ming.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He repeated the word 'good' three times, clearly pushed to the brink of rage.

"Since I graduated, no one has dared to speak to me like this. Gekka Ming, you've impressed me. Your name is etched in my memory now!"

"Kill them all, without exception!"

Chu Koichi commanded the black-clothed teenager.

"We're done for, completely done for. Chu Koichi wants us all dead!"

"Gekka Ming, this is all because of you. You're going to meet a terrible end!"

"Gekka Ming, you're to blame. Even as a ghost, I won't forgive you!"

Upon hearing these words, a wave of despair washed over everyone.

They glared at Yang Ming, hurling curses his way.

"Kid, you've got some nerve, openly challenging Mr. Chu like that. You're the first I've seen in years who's dared to do so!"

"But now, you'll pay the price!"

The black-clothed teenager, kunai in hand, stared coldly at Yang Ming. Then, with a sudden burst of speed, he lunged forward!

The kunai sliced through the air, its cold gleam sharp and deadly, aiming straight for Yang Ming's throat!

The teenager's strike was lightning-fast, closing the distance to Yang Ming in a blink!

Seeing this, the onlookers shut their eyes, unable to watch.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound rang out as Yang Ming caught the teenager's kunai-wielding hand at an impeccable angle!

The kunai halted just a hair's breadth from Yang Ming's neck.

But in combat, a hair's breadth can mean the difference between life and death.

That tiny distance was all Yang Ming needed to seize control, grabbing the teenager's wrist and rendering him powerless.

"So you do have the skills to back up your confidence!"

Realizing this, the black-clothed teenager tossed the kunai aside. Yang Ming swiftly dodged, and the teenager stepped back, now eyeing Yang Ming with a look of dawning respect.

"I was merely toying with you before. Now, prepare to witness my true power!"

The black-clad youth let out a cold laugh as Chakra coursed through his body, his movements accelerating sharply.

Launching a flurry of punches and kicks, he charged at Yang Ming!

His speed and strength had doubled, if not more!

"Hmm?"

Observing the onslaught, Yang Ming let out a light chuckle and unleashed a punch of his own!