From undercover in Konoha, to I am the Hokage!

Chapter 243 Broken Arm
Listening to Sawara Kiri's words, the young man, who was full of fighting spirit, was slightly startled and showed a little surprise, but he did not deny it at all. Instead, he asked with interest:

"Did you find out?"

"However, at this stage, you probably don't have the ability to see through my true nature."

"How did you notice that?"

Sawara Kiri slowly pulled out the blade from his waist, the blade reflecting the faint sunlight, and he slowly walked towards the young man opposite:

"There are only a few people who can be trusted by that idiot Otsutsuki Urashiki to kill me."

"And you don't look like a cyborg who only follows orders."

“Quite the opposite, even.”

"When Urashiki saw me leaving, his expression was quite frightened."

"Besides, I should be the one who is curious."

"You in the other world are not dead?"

Listening to Sawara Kiri's speculation, the young man Shibai not only did not show any anger on his face, but his strong fighting spirit and enthusiasm became more intense, and the smile on his face deepened a little.

He also took a step towards Sawara Kiri, and a red disk with a deep chakra sheen appeared in the air behind his head like a ring.

The young man stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out a spear shaft that was more than two meters long from the red ring behind his head. He smiled and said:

"As expected of you, the guy I like."

"As for my current state."

"Yes, you probably don't know yet."

"Unlike you inferior creatures."

"As Otsutsuki, as long as we have a trace of bloodline left, we can take the form of chakra and reside in other people's bodies, turning it into a 'wedge'. By continuously absorbing chakra, we can eventually complete the act of 'resurrection'."

"However, as the Lord of the Otsutsuki, I am one level higher than ordinary members of the clan in this ability."

Shiba had a sinister smile on his face: "As long as there is still a member of the Otsutsuki clan in this world, I can continue to 'revive' through their bloodline factors."

"This is why I am called 'God'."

"Sahara Kiri."

"You should be ready to die, right?"

The moment the words fell, the black knife and the red spear pointed at each other, flashing cold light.

Under the pressure of the overwhelming momentum of the collision, the surrounding ninjas could not help but retreat one after another, actively making way for a huge arena for the two sides.

Sawara Kiri looked at the young man opposite with his blue eyes and met his deep white eyes.

"Of course."

In an instant, a roar suddenly arose.

The two people standing opposite each other rushed towards each other with a violent roar at the moment when the last tone fell, like two hurricanes. The speed was so fast that their figures turned into nothingness that could not be captured at all in the eyes of others.

The pitch-black blade wrapped in armed color domineering suddenly collided with the red gun tip.

"boom!"

The sudden surge of force vibrated the surrounding air, causing the short burst of air flow between the two to expand into an air film that bulged like a water ball in an instant, immediately expanding into a circle like a fence.

The ground behind both sides exploded into large pieces of broken soil under the terrifying force, causing the land within a ten-meter radius around both sides to scatter like flour, blocking the vision of everyone around.

Only Orochimaru and his group, who were standing on a high place and looking far into the distance, could clearly see the situation in the central battlefield.

'So fast! '

Minato Namikaze, who was supporting Kushina with one hand and returning to the rooftop of the Hokage Building, saw this scene. Even with his good reaction nerves, he could hardly catch up with the speed of the two people. He could only judge the movements of the two sides based on his instinctive perception of chakra.

It is obvious that he has never slacked off in the past seven years. He has even trained harder than before, trying to catch up with Sawara Kiri with the passage of time.

But at this moment, the moment he made his first full-strength attack in recent years, Minato Namikaze realized that even in the two aspects that he was most proud of, physical skills and speed, he was far behind this monster.

“More than just fast.”

As if sensing his thoughts, Orochimaru's pupils shrank to a point, apparently using some genetic technique that he had modified at some point. His voice was still as hoarse and dull as usual:

"Their control over chakra is the most outrageous thing."

"Ok?"

Minato was startled when he heard this, and subconsciously turned his head to continue looking at the two of them.

The tip of the spear, which was completely condensed by chakra, whizzed past like a long snake, almost brushing against his cheek. Sawara Kiri's "six eyes" observed every tiny movement of the opponent with a highly accurate sense of distance and judgment, while the pitch-black long sword in his hand brushed against the bottom of the sweeping spear tip and was suppressed with a "clang" sound.

The gun barrel and the black knife rubbed against each other, emitting a high-frequency vibration as subtle as a hum, and splashing out a series of shining flames.

Before Sawara Kiri could make any move, Otsutsuki Shibai, who was obviously shorter than him, took a step forward and moved horizontally. The spear in his hand was pressed into a semicircle by the movement, and then stabbed at his calf.

Sawara Kiri, whose blade was pressed against the gun barrel, suddenly loosened his grip of the blade. Under the huge pressure from the gun barrel, the pitch-black blade actually slid in a semicircle in mid-air, sticking to the gun barrel.

When the handle of the knife flew to the top, he suddenly grabbed it with his backhand.

He raised his left foot and stepped on the tip of the gun with a bang. At the same time, the blade in his hand suddenly lifted up, creating a dense arc in the air.

The young boy Shibai, who was leaning forward, suddenly had his pupils shrink at the sudden attack. His already petite figure immediately tilted sideways to avoid the knife. At the same time, his petite figure seemed to be pulled sideways against the force of gravity and he quickly stepped forward, causing his body to almost stick to the ground and crash into Sawara Kiri's arms with the gun. Not only was there no fear of death on his handsome face, but instead, it was filled with an almost fanatical fighting spirit.

"Om-!"

The knife that he dodged quickly cut a deep arc behind the young boy Zhiju and rushed straight into the large pit of the factory. The long knife mark extended for dozens of meters.

However, the moment he realized he was being avoided, Sawara Kiri's blue eyes simultaneously glanced downwards, and with a sharp whistling sound, the black knife in his hand, which was already held upside down, accurately stabbed the vest of the young man who was rushing forward.

"puff!"

However, facing the knife pointed directly at his vitals, the young man Zhiju did not dodge at all. Instead, he raised his left arm which was close to his side and moved it sideways to block the black knife. The tip of the knife went straight into his left arm, making a muffled sound of a hollow explosion and spurting out a large amount of blood.

At the same time, his figure had already rushed to a distance that was almost close to Sawara Kiri's arms.

Progress punch!

As early as the moment he faced Shibaui, the surface of Sawara Kiri's body was already covered with a layer of "No Limits Technique" that he had given his all. With Tiamat helping to provide energy in his body, he was able to ignore the chakra consumption caused by this technique to a certain extent.

However, just as he was about to withstand this brutal blow and stood on tiptoe to raise his leg to strike with his knee, he keenly caught the fleeting smile on the face of the young man Zhiju.

Sawara Kiri's deep blue eyes suddenly narrowed.

The next moment, a circle of holes appeared on the surface of Zhiju's punch, as if they went straight into the void.

"Tongjutsu·Yomi Hirazan"

"BOOM--!!!" The shocking explosion sounded like a loud bell, hitting the ears of all the ninjas present, causing them to lose their hearing instantly. The shocking sound of breaking through the air even caused a gully to appear in the open space behind Sawara Kiri.

Immediately afterwards, a slender figure was seen tumbling and flying in the air. After its feet landed on the ground, it slid more than ten meters away under the residual impact.

"call!"

The young man Zhiju in the center of the battlefield was shaking with momentum. He swept away all the smoke and dust that was spreading around him, and looked at the man opposite with a playful look.

Sawara Kiri continued to hold the knife, ignoring the still buzzing and vibrating blade, and looked calmly at the young man opposite.

What an amazing power.

However, that eye technique just now should be Otsutsuki Urashiki's ability to travel through space, right?

Can he use it, too?

"It's not just that one move."

As if seeing through his thoughts, the wounds on the young Zhiju's arms and fists healed rapidly as if burning, with a faint layer of gunpowder smoke rising. As if wanting to bring him more psychological pressure, he smiled and said:

"As long as it is the eye technique ability mastered by the existing Otsutsuki clan, I can use it all."

"This is also one of the reasons why I can be called 'God'."

Seeing his calm smile, Sahara Kiri couldn't help but smile a little, and swung the blade in his hand lightly to wipe away the shock caused by the hard attack:
"That's really not good."

"But the body you are using now probably can't support all your strength, right?"

"Otherwise, there's no need to make your plan so complicated. It would be better to just kill me directly."

"You, who were defeated by my future self, how much ability can you display now?"

The smile on the young boy Zhiju's face froze, and he looked at him quietly with grim eyes.

"Click it."

He pressed the knuckle of his left index finger, making a crisp sound.

"Then I'll let you see it."

The next moment, he saw his hands suddenly clasped together to make a ten.

Violent chakra surged out of his body and condensed underground, creating a series of shuddering vibrations.

The surrounding ninjas were completely unable to stand at this time. Even the buildings farther away were rapidly cracking with the sounds of vibrations and low hums. Large pieces of earth and rock fragments rose rapidly from under the feet of the young boy Shibai, and finally gathered into monsters with dragon-shaped snake bodies, lifting him high up.

It turned into a low shout.

"Inugai is good for life!"

With this roar, the stone dragons that were originally unclear under his feet quickly condensed into a ferocious giant, forming nine dragon heads, and all let out a deafening roar towards the front.

"hold head high--!!"

A cruel and bloodthirsty smile appeared on the young man's originally handsome face, making his image at this moment look particularly distorted and hideous.

The arrogant young boy Shibaui held the spear made entirely of chakra upside down in his hand, looking down at Sawara Kiri's figure. This scene was deeply imprinted in the hearts of all the ninjas who were watching, and everyone present couldn't help but sweat.

Only Sahara Kiri remained calm and looked at the scene in front of him calmly.

With a loud bang, the stone dragon heads displayed an extremely high speed that was completely contrary to their huge size, and suddenly shot towards the direction of Sawara Kiri.

The one standing in the young man's house was the first to be hit. He was like a knight riding on a flying dragon, and he stretched out the spear in his hand straight in the direction of Sawara Kiri.

"Om-"

However, immediately afterwards, Sawara Kirishima put his two fingers together and raised them upwards.

"Ritual Forward: Blue"

The pale blue light ball spun rapidly along his already tall figure, and countless huge dragon statues made of hard stone all made unbearable shattering sounds in front of this pale blue ball which was based on space and had infinite attraction.

Without waiting for Shibai to make any move, Sawara Kiri's figure had already broken away from the protection of the blue light ball, with dust rising up under his feet, and he flew straight towards the young man.

The pitch-black blade scratched the ground. The stone, which was as tough as steel, did not stop at all in front of the extremely sharp edge. Instead, it kept sharpening the tip of the blade like a diamond, tearing a long and delicate groove and igniting a thunderous roar.

"Thunder Breathing, Type 1—"

"A flash of thunder!"

The sudden flash of light caused Sawara Kiri's figure, which was already so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye, to suddenly speed up several times. His entire body was torn into a golden fragment as if it were a real electric current, and it shot out towards Shibaui like a brilliant light.

Wrapped in bursts of shrill thunder.

"Zheng!"

The tip of the spear that was pointed forward was broken open by the roaring thunder, and the sharp blade that was pointing straight up along the spear shaft scraped across the spear shaft that was made entirely of chakra, tearing it apart with a sound that seemed to penetrate deep into the eardrum, and the blade edge was pointing straight towards his neck.

The young man Zhiju's expression changed, and the pair of pale eyes in his eye sockets suddenly narrowed. He raised the gun barrel almost instinctively, and held it from behind with his left hand.

However, I am still powerless.

The resonance of the pitch-black armament domineering and the breath of thunder caused the black knife, which had already surpassed the range of ordinary weapons, to vibrate at a high speed, showing a terrifying sharpness that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

Almost at the moment when the blade touched the chakra gun, the chakra, which should have been extremely tough, broke in front of it.

Following closely was the arm of the young boy Shibai.

"tear!"

The sharp knife light flashed across, making a dull sound like tearing cloth in the air.

The young boy Shibai leaned back, his broken arm spinning in the air, bright blood oozing out from the broken arm. His expression was tense, and his other hand, which had loosened the gun barrel and was about to touch Sawara Kiri's arm.

"Dokujutsu - Mahakala"

——This move, with just one touch, can banish a person or object to an absolute space where time stops.

However, just when the pupils in his eye sockets were about to turn black, he saw Sawara Kiri suddenly turn around, and the wrist that was about to be touched by him suddenly turned sideways, causing his outstretched palm to touch nothing.

At the same time, he leaned forward and rushed to within a few inches of Zhiju. The blade swept out by inertia was twisted forcefully in the air, with the tip of the blade pointing straight at his chest.

At the tip of his knife, a dark red light had condensed at some point.

The young boy Zhiju's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Reversal of the technique: He"

"boom!"

(End of this chapter)