Chapter 156: Even If You Summoned One Hundred
With each clash, Arthur's prowess became one for the record books.
Other shinobi watching from vantage points could only gawk in disbelief. Many of their faces either mirrored shock, fear, or admiration.
"Just who is this guy?" William said to himself.
Arthur's name, Hoshikaze, was never once mentioned in this world. Whatever William was going through, it was a challenge that felt insurmountable, an opponent who transcended the usual expectations of a shinobi.
While his clones implemented a strategy of sheer numbers, attempting to overwhelm Arthur, it swiftly became clear that this tactic was bound to fail.
So how was Arthur doing it?
Simple: he had experience; he had faced situations like this before and knew how shadow clones worked.
His eyes darted from one opponent to the next. With excellent movements, he began to parry and evade once more.
To an untrained eye, it was a choreography of battle—but to those with understanding, it was refined skill. Each strike he landed sent clone after clone reeling back, staggering under the relentless assault.
In that moment, a clone lunged toward him. But without showing any signs of distress, he sidestepped, smoothly knocking it aside with a perfectly timed fist.
He then spun seamlessly to catch the next attack from a different clone, trapping its fist between both forearms. Reacting in the same motion, he delivered a sharp kick to the clone's belly, propelling it backward.