Reborn Naruto, I rolled my eyes to the sky

After the three of us reached an agreement, we headed straight towards the village ahead. As the saying goes, a skilled person is a daring one. Although the three of us are not even ten years old, we can now fight against ordinary jonin.

And although I discovered the abnormality in the village in advance, that was because my Byakugan was too powerful as a visual perception ninja. In fact, we were still very far away from the village, and even if there were enemies, it was impossible for them to discover us from such a distance.

When we were about to reach the village, we slowed down and started to move forward stealthily. Sure enough, we saw that the gate of the village was open and showed signs of destruction. There was no one at the door, and there was not a single guard.

"There are no signs of a fight. The newcomers have overwhelming force, and the village guards can't resist at all." Minato judged after looking at the traces at the door. Although we graduated early, we also learned about tracking and lurking.

"It seems there are ninjas present, otherwise there are at least a dozen adult males in dozens of households. Ordinary thieves would not target such a village. Even if there were, it would be impossible for the village guards to lose their resistance in an instant, and there would not even be any traces of a fight." Shinichi analyzed.

"But generally speaking, the main target of a bandit group with ninjas present should be passing caravans. There is nothing to rob in a village like this. They may not even be able to feed themselves." I still couldn't understand why there would be ninjas coming to rob a village like this.

"I'll go in from the front and attract attention, and you two go in stealthily. Let's see who's causing trouble in the Fire Nation." As the warrior and meat shield in the three-person team, I took on the task of scouting the way in the front without hesitation.

With my Byakugan and Eight Gates of Ninjutsu open, I walked straight into the village from the gate, only to see dozens of villagers being driven to an open space in the village. There were five or six ferocious figures dressed as bandits, holding swords and guarding the villagers who were huddled together.

There were still about ten bandits scattered in the village, rummaging through boxes and drawers to loot supplies, but the village itself was not rich, and the bandits did not find much. They looked unhappy and wanted to vent their anger on the villagers.

I glanced around but didn't find the expected ninja, so I didn't care about anything else. I simply condensed chakra in my palm, passed over the bandits guarding the villagers, and tapped their key acupoints with my fingers.

Even ordinary ninjas could hardly defend against Hyuga's Gentle Fist, let alone a few ordinary bandits. They didn't even have time to react and fell to the ground, unable to move.

"I'm Hyuga Kumoyu, a Konoha Genin. You're so brave that you dare to act wildly on the territory of the Fire Country." I stood in front of the villagers to prevent bandits from taking the villagers hostage and restricting my actions.

The bandits who were looting in the village rushed over immediately after hearing the noise, only to see five or six bandits lying on the ground in a mess. In front of them stood a child about ten years old. However, the bandits did not dare to underestimate me. After all, although I was small, I was wearing a Konoha Genin forehead protector, and the group of people lying on the ground showed that I was not easy to mess with.

"Master Ninja from the Hidden Leaf Village, you are finally here. Please don't let these hateful bandits go." Seeing that I had dealt with the bandits in front of me cleanly and neatly, an old man who should be the village chief stood up from the villagers who were gathered together by the bandits and cried to me.

I didn't take the bandits behind me seriously at all, and turned around to hold the old man's hands: "Don't worry, old man, I won't let these bandits go."

Just as I was about to hold the old man's hands, something strange happened. The old man suddenly took out a kunai from his sleeve and stabbed it insidiously towards my abdomen.

The villagers who saw this scene cried out in surprise, not understanding what was happening, but I was prepared, and after entering the village and not finding any ninjas among the bandits, I kept my eyes peeled.

When the old man was hiding in the crowd, I couldn't find him for a while, but when he walked towards me on his own initiative, I rolled my eyes and easily saw through the transformation technique he used. I only didn't expose him in order to lure him away from the gathered villagers.

Seeing him attacking me, I showed no mercy. I held down his hand holding the kunai with one hand, and lightly pressed towards his chest with the other hand.

As soon as we started fighting, we were both shocked. I was surprised at how strong he was. Even with my current strength close to that of a physical jonin, I couldn't completely suppress the enemy.

And he obviously didn't expect that a kid who looked less than ten years old could see through his disguise and his strength was no less than his.

In a split second, we didn't have time to think. I pressed my palm, which was filled with chakra, on the enemy's chest and the force of my soft fist exploded. However, I didn't feel any joy. I immediately turned around and punched the enemy who appeared behind me. The enemy who had just been hit by my soft fist turned into water splashes all over the ground.

"Water clone? Rain Ninja or Mist Ninja?" I asked the enemy who retreated in front of the bandits.

"Hmph, you little brat from Konoha, you're so powerful despite your young age, and you love to kill so-called geniuses like me." The enemy lifted his transformation technique and revealed his true face.

"A traitor from the Mist Ninja of the Land of Water?" I looked at the enemy who had revealed his true face in front of me. He was wearing a forehead protector with the four waves of the Mist Ninja, but a kunai had scratched a mark in the middle of the forehead protector. He was wearing a gray and white suit, and a scar on his face that went through the bridge of his nose made him look even more ferocious.