Start with the Mangekyō and leave Konoha with Madara.

On the second day, the martial arts competition started as usual.

But to everyone's surprise, a young man stepped onto the stage early that day.

He was dressed in a black brocade robe with violet flower patterns, which made him look noble. His long black hair was tied into a high ponytail with an indigo rope. A slender divine sword hung from his waist. He stood in the center of the ring with slow movements.

A face that is soft to the point of being pretty, with indifferent phoenix eyes, and an air of cold, arrogant, and lonely dominance.

The audience in the audience gathered more and more, among them there were some rough guys who had seen blood, and they also showed impatience, but when they saw the look in the boy's eyes, they all shut up and dared not even breathe.

Only the warriors in the crowd showed cautious looks, leaned forward, put their hands on the hilts of their swords, and unconsciously took a defensive stance.

"What's going on? This kid's aura..."

However, the dignitaries in the stands could no longer sit still, and some began to grin.

They were high above and far away, so they couldn't see the boy's expression clearly.

"Where did you come from, little devil? Are you looking for death?"

"Humph, what's wrong with the Niwa clan? How can they let these little brats mess up such an important occasion?"

"Someone, get him out of here."

"Haha, those idiots in the audience can't even handle a little ghost..."

Soon, a man in samurai armor stepped onto the stage and scolded Shen Yu from behind:

"Little boy, go play somewhere else, this is not the place for you!"

Shen Yu tilted his head slightly, "Are you here to challenge me?"

"Challenge?" The man sneered, "You little brat, are you thinking of participating in the martial arts competition?"

Shen Yu said calmly: "I'll give you three breaths, and get out of here by yourself."

Someone in the stands started shouting, "Are you ready? The competition is about to begin!"

"Can you please stop letting this little brat mess around?"

"Really? The Niwa family can't even do this..."

On the stage, the man was a little embarrassed. He put one hand on the hilt of the knife, his eyes sharp. "Little brat, if you don't leave, don't blame me for taking action!"

"Three breaths have arrived!"

Shen Yu disappeared on the spot, and the man only saw a shadow flashing above his head, and a slender hand lightly rested on his shoulder.

Immediately, under the pull of a huge force, his vision spun around, and the young man actually threw him out with one hand!

The man turned into a long straight line and smashed into a certain position in the stands with a "bang". A burst of screams of crying for parents came from above, and the loudest screams were heard from that place.

"!!!"

The powerful and influential people were all shocked, some even stood up and looked towards the main seat in suspicion, but Niwa Mayo squinted his eyes calmly, and everyone in the entire Chamber of Commerce was unusually calm, as if they didn't care about the matter at all.

"President Niwa, I need an explanation!" said the pot-bellied, wealthy nobleman in a deep voice.

"Today is a martial arts competition. Only the strongest person can become my son-in-law. Fighting and killing are inevitable." Maye showed a cunning smile. "Swords have no eyes. It is normal to accidentally injure one or two people occasionally, right?"

"Hmph!" The noble snorted coldly. He couldn't get angry, so he could only mutter: "When this is over, I will make you pay!"

On the high platform, the daimyo of the Iron Country sat in the canopy of the jade-like building, with a folding fan covering half of his face, revealing a thoughtful look.

On the stage, Shen Yu looked down upon everyone, his cold eyes slowly sweeping across the entire venue.

"I know why you are here today, but I think this competition is too boring." He raised the corners of his mouth and put on a wicked smile, "Let me simplify the process for you. If you want to marry Miss Yukino, it's very simple..."

"Get on the stage and kill me!" His eyes were extremely aggressive and his momentum was powerful. "My name is Shen Yu. Today, I will defend the ring!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the warriors present could no longer sit still. What these people could not bear to hear most was words like this.

The heart of a swordsman is to be invincible, and everyone is rushing forward.

In order to achieve greater success in kendo, they will stick to their own path, implement their own beliefs, and not be afraid of strong enemies.

A sword's heart obscured by dust can be fatal.

Just imagine, if you don’t even trust yourself, how can you trust the sword in your hand?

Therefore, many warriors snorted coldly, and some of the more courageous ones couldn't help but curse out loud.

A hot-tempered warrior leaped onto the stage and looked at Shen Yu coldly, "My name is..."

The sound stopped abruptly, because the next second he flew out of the ring and was embedded in the wall with a "bang", and could not be dug out.

Everyone swallowed their saliva and turned their eyes back to the ring, only to see Shen Yu maintaining a standard side kick posture and slowly retracting his leg.

"Don't waste your time, you scum." Shen Yu glanced at everyone, "I'm giving you a piece of advice. This is the last time I will show mercy. Anyone who comes up next, be determined to die!"

A single stone caused a thousand ripples, and there was an immediate shouting from both on and off the stage. This was not cheering, but a mixture of vulgar language and angry shouts.

"Little devil, stop looking down on others!"

"Tell me your master, and I will go and ask for an explanation!"

"Do you really think that there is no one in Takeo Castle?"

"Let me play with you!"

"No! Let me do it. My knife is thirsty for it!"

"Hmph, let me, Fubuki Ryu, teach you a lesson about what you are capable of!"

Shen Yu bathed in the sound waves and opened his hands, "No need to be so troublesome, you can all come together!"

"Crazy!!!"

Immediately, three warriors came on stage and surrounded Shen Yu.

There was no nonsense this time. They took the lead. The sword flashed like a streak of light. Three chakra blades flew out obliquely and hit Shen Yu's body.

"Om-"

Everyone opened their mouths wide, because they saw with their own eyes that translucent ripples suddenly appeared on the young man's body, like a gushing spring, which deflected all the air blades away.

With a "swoosh" sound, Shen Yu's hand grasped the hilt of the knife, and the blade light was as clear as flowing water, flashing through everyone's eyes.

The three samurai's katanas were cut off at the same time, and they flew out of the ring with hot blood flying.

By the time everyone reacted, "Frost's Heart" had already been sheathed.

"What a fast knife..."

"Compared to this... the defensive skills this boy just displayed are even more outrageous..."

"Hey! What is that? Did you see it clearly..."

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and Shen Yu's stunning defensive counterattack once again ignited the venue.

With the special ability of "Poseidon's Body", he can not only control the water flow in the ocean, but also use the water molecules in the air, condense them on the surface of the body, and create a high-density protective barrier.

This water molecule shield has extremely strong toughness and is almost invisible because it is transparent.

This ability can be controlled subjectively or it can be a subconscious reaction. The body will automatically condense water molecules at the moment before being attacked to resist damage.

If you want to break this water shield, hitting with a blunt object is obviously not a good idea. Only a concentrated stab or slash is possible.

But...these warriors' attacks were too weak. They couldn't even break his shield, let alone hit his more powerful body.

"Trash fish, trash fish, why are they all trash fish?"

Shen Yu frowned slightly, "If you are weaker than these three, don't come and die!"