Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 367 Do You Want to Dance Too? [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Menma reappeared in Konoha in his "Shura" form, naturally because he encountered young Sasuke and Boruto, which brought back memories of his past life.

In Boruto, Sasuke and Boruto, who were brought to Konoha in 63 by Urashiki Otsutsuki's treasure "Raku", are in a middle-aged state. For some reason, they appeared before the Chunin Exams, even though they should have appeared after Sasuke's defection. Could it be that the treasure trove malfunctioned?

Having experienced time travel through the Dragon Vein and witnessed the existence of parallel worlds, Mianma has gained a considerable understanding of parallel universes.

He even conducted some interference events in another parallel universe to prove that parallel universes do not interfere with each other.

He was just curious: where is Urashiki Otsutsuki now?

Unfortunately, his memories of the time-travel plot in "Boruto" from his previous life were very vague. He only vaguely remembered that Urashiki appeared not long after, but he couldn't recall the specific details.

So after young Sasuke and Boruto left, Menma made an excuse to "go to the toilet" and created a shadow clone to continue having dinner with Kakashi, Hinata, Naruto, and the others, while his main body quickly changed into the black robe and white three-eyed fox mask.

Then, using Kagura's Mind's Eye, she locked onto the two's chakra and followed them silently.

He originally just wanted to find out where the two men were staying and observe their movements so that he could intervene if necessary, or see if Urashiki would take the initiative to contact them.

Unexpectedly, the team of young Sasuke and Sai, who had been secretly monitoring or protecting Naruto, took the initiative to intercept him.

Even more unexpectedly, the young Sasuke "instantly defeated" the teenage Sasuke.

Although he held back, the overwhelming combat experience and skill he displayed was clearly not something a "circus performer" should possess.

Seeing the situation turn against him, with the young Sasuke suffering a mental blow and the older Sasuke clearly not wanting to get entangled any longer and seemingly preparing to leave Konoha, he felt it was time for him, the "abnormal" one, to make his appearance and add some surprise to this unexpected "encounter."

Therefore, Menma chose the most eye-catching way to make his entrance.

At this moment, he stood casually atop a telephone pole, dressed in a black robe, the nine-faced Suvaha cloak on his back swaying gently in the evening breeze, and the white three-eyed fox mask reflecting the afterglow of the setting sun.

Although he deliberately concealed some of his aura, the pressure that naturally settled after experiencing countless battlefields and mastering immense power still permeated the small neighborhood like an invisible tide.

This pressure wasn't a deliberate release of killing intent, but rather a sense of oppression stemming from an absolute difference in life level and power level.

Young Sasuke felt it most deeply.

He gripped the ninja sword he had taken from young Sasuke tightly with his single arm, every nerve in his body stretched to its limit.

The mysterious person in front of him, just by standing there, brought him a sense of crisis that was far more profound and terrifying than that of Momoshiki Otsutsuki or Kinshiki Otsutsuki!
It was a feeling as if one were facing a bottomless, icy pool, or gazing up at an unreachable mountain—serene, vast, and unfathomable.

Just then, Sai used the "Release" technique to barely pull the young Sasuke out of the painful illusion, and the young Sasuke asked in a deep voice, "Is this guy... an enemy of Konoha?"

He needs to assess the situation as soon as possible.

Sai did not answer immediately.

He supported the young Sasuke, who had just regained his senses but whose eyes still held traces of pain and confusion and whose body was still trembling slightly. His eyes were filled with unprecedented solemnity and apprehension.

Facing "Shura," a powerful ninja with many terrifying rumors circulating in the ninja world and an antagonistic relationship with Konoha, he dared not be the slightest bit negligent.

He simply tensed his body, protecting the young Sasuke behind him, controlling the dark Kirin to assume a defensive stance, and watching the black-robed figure on the telephone pole with extreme vigilance, while thinking about how to send out a distress signal.

Young Sasuke shook his still somewhat dizzy and throbbing head. The feeling of being forcibly dragged into the most painful nightmare just now still made him feel lingering fear. His gaze towards the one-armed traveler "Zoyun" was filled with shock, anger, and horror.

When he looked up and saw the Shura who had appeared out of nowhere, wearing a white three-eyed fox mask, his shock and anger instantly turned into deeper vigilance and hostility.

Although I don't understand why Shura is here, his very presence is a danger!
Just then, Menma, who was wearing a white three-eyed fox mask, slightly curled the corners of his mouth into a smile that no one could see.

The next moment, his figure disappeared from the top of the telephone pole without warning.

"What?!" Alarm bells rang in the hearts of the four people present at the same time!
Their eyes, even young Sasuke's Mangekyou Sharingan, couldn't detect the slightest movement of the other party!
In a mere fraction of a second of astonishment, the black figure appeared out of thin air in front of Sasuke, who had just regained his footing and was still panting heavily while holding his head!

They were so close they were practically face to face!
Young Sasuke was horrified: "This speed... is it a space-time ninjutsu? Or some kind of ultimate taijutsu? I can't see through it at all!"

Young Sasuke felt a chill run down his spine. His dangerous instincts made him instinctively reach for the ninja sword at his waist, only to find it had been taken from him.

An unprecedented sense of shame and crisis overwhelmed him instantly.

Menma completely ignored the boy Sasuke's reaction. He tilted his head slightly, and the white mask was almost pressed against the boy Sasuke's forehead.

"Tsk, what beautiful eyes," Menma said softly, his voice clearly reaching young Sasuke through the mask, and also reaching the ears of everyone present.

"The Sharingan... no matter how many times I see it, it's still fascinating."

His tone was as if he were appraising a work of art, but it made young Sasuke feel a strange sense of unease and anger.

“However,” Menma’s tone suddenly shifted, his voice carrying a hint of mockery, a touch of pity, as he said, “compared to Uchiha Itachi… you are still far, far behind.”

“Uchiha…Itachi…”

This name was like a red-hot iron, burning hard on young Sasuke's most vulnerable nerves!

His pupils contracted sharply as the horrific image of his parents lying in pools of blood surged back into his mind, intertwining with the cold voice of the mysterious masked man before him.

Shame, pain, hatred... instantly shattered his already fragile dam of reason.

"You—!" Young Sasuke suddenly looked up, his eyes instantly turning blood red, the two black tomoe spinning wildly, almost dripping blood!
He forgot his fear, forgot the disparity in strength, and growled hoarsely like a wounded beast, "You know where that bastard is?! Where is he?! Tell me!!!"

Facing the almost murderous gaze and surging killing intent of young Sasuke, Menma remained unmoved. He even calmly floated up slightly, looking down at Sasuke from a higher position, his tone light and mocking: "Of course I know, but..."

He paused deliberately, admiring the fleeting glint of madness and hope in young Sasuke's eyes, before slowly uttering the second half of his sentence: "Why should I tell you?"

"Damn it!!!" Extreme anger completely overwhelmed young Sasuke's reason.

He even forgot about hand seals and tactics, relying solely on his bloodlust and the fury of revenge, he drew a kunai and several kunai, roaring as he lunged forward!
"Sasuke! Calm down!" Sai shouted upon seeing this, while simultaneously manipulating the black Kirin hovering in mid-air to roar. Its massive body slammed into the suspended Menma, trying to buy time for Sasuke and also trying to stop his suicidal impulse!
At the same time, several shuriken with tricky angles shot out from young Sasuke's hand, whistling through the air, and aimed at several of Menma's vital points!
However, Menma didn't even lift a hand when faced with young Sasuke's attack.

He simply turned slightly to the side and swayed in mid-air, and the menacing black qilin brushed past him, crashing into a wall behind him; the sharp shurikens didn't even touch the edge of his black robe, shooting futilely into the night sky.

The next second, Menma's figure closed in again, and taking advantage of the tiny opening left by young Sasuke's missed attack, he raised his right foot.

boom!
There was a muffled sound.

Young Sasuke didn't even see how the other person kicked him; he only felt an irresistible force slam into his chest and abdomen!
He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck. His vision went black, and his internal organs seemed to shift. His body flew uncontrollably off the ground, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!
"Sasuke!" Sai quickly maneuvered the Black Kirin to change direction, attempting to catch him.

However, when the Mo Qilin touched the flying Sasuke, the terrifying force wrapped around him did not completely dissipate. Both the Mo Qilin and Sai himself were pulled backward by this force, plowing a deep trench in the ground. They were pulled back more than ten meters before barely stopping!
Sai felt a sweet taste in his throat, realizing he had also suffered serious internal injuries. His eyes were filled with horror as he looked at Menma.

"Such powerful strength!" Young Sasuke watched closely from the side, his heart growing heavier.

This mysterious man, whom Sai and the others called "Shura," displayed unfathomable strength, and dealt with young Sasuke and Sai with ease, as if playing cat and mouse.

What made him even more wary was that the other party seemed to have some unusual interest in "young Sasuke," or rather, in the "Sharingan."

Can't wait any longer!
Taking advantage of the moment when Menma's attention seemed to be drawn to the flying young Sasuke, the young Sasuke made his move!
He unleashed his remaining chakra in an instant, wielding a sword with one arm. His figure became a blurry afterimage, and he silently and stealthily advanced behind Menma at an extremely tricky angle!

The ninja sword he had taken from young Sasuke transformed into a cold light, piercing straight towards the vital point in the back of his face!

This strike was fast, accurate, and ruthless, embodying his rich combat experience and killing skills, aiming to kill the opponent in one blow or force out their defensive tactics!
However— Ding!
Young Sasuke's pupils suddenly contracted!

The sharp ninja sword in his hand stopped abruptly less than ten centimeters from the back of the other person's black robe!

In front of the blade, it seemed as if an indestructible, transparent wall had appeared!

No matter how much power he exerted, the blade remained motionless and could not advance even an inch further!

"This is... some kind of absolute defense?!" Young Sasuke was shocked, but his rich combat experience allowed him to react instantly.

If you miss one hit, you will be able to escape thousands of miles!

Without hesitation, he released his grip on the knife, used the momentum to retreat rapidly, and at the same time, his only intact right hand quickly formed a hand seal in front of his chest.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

Scorching flames erupted from his mouth, instantly expanding into a massive fireball several meters in diameter. With a scorching shockwave, it crashed down on Mianma, who was still facing away from him and seemed completely unprepared!

Since physical attacks are ineffective, let's try using ninjutsu!

Boom——!
The scorching fireball also struck the invisible barrier several feet away from Mianma's body, exploding violently!
Flames shot into the sky, and waves of heat rolled, distorting the surrounding air with their scorching heat.

However, the flames and shockwaves from the explosion were firmly blocked by that invisible wall, unable to harm Mingma in the slightest, and not even causing his black robe to flutter.

"This kind of defense... could it be..." A long-forgotten name flashed through young Sasuke's mind.

"Shinra Tensei? No... Shinra Tensei takes time to activate, and his defense is more like Gaara's passive defense..."

Before the smoke and flames from the explosion had completely dissipated, Mianma slowly turned around.

In the firelight and smoke, the three-eyed fox mask looked at the young Sasuke, and then he said in a deliberately intrigued tone:

"Oh? You want to dance too?"

This statement carries a hint of nonchalance.

But to young Sasuke, it was like a thunderclap!
Distant memories were instantly awakened!

Do you want to dance too?

That was on the battlefield of the Fourth Shinobi World War, when that demon-like figure spoke words of extreme arrogance and mockery to the Five Kage and the Allied Shinobi Forces.

Uchiha Madara!

How did this mysterious person know that sentence?!
What is his relationship with Madara Uchiha?!

Just as young Sasuke was shaken to his core by those words and momentarily lost his senses,

The figure in the smoke suddenly disappeared.

The black figure appeared in front of young Sasuke in an instant, before the flames and smoke could even react!
Young Sasuke didn't even see how the other party moved. He only felt a black shadow flash before his eyes, and a sharp gust of wind was already rushing towards his face!

It's a side kick!
Young Sasuke's fighting instincts were instantly triggered. He raised his only intact right arm and narrowly blocked the incredibly fast swinging leg with the outside of his forearm!
boom--! ! !
It was clearly a collision between flesh and blood and an arm, yet it produced a deafening sound like a heavy hammer striking steel!

A terrifying force came from the point of contact. Young Sasuke felt his right arm go numb instantly, as if his bones were about to crack. He slid backward uncontrollably, his feet carving two deep tracks in the ground!
'Such immense power! This is not the physical strength a human should possess!' Young Sasuke was horrified.

He suddenly looked up, wanting to use his Mangekyou Sharingan in his right eye to activate a genjutsu, at least to see the other party's movements clearly, or to create a sliver of an opportunity!
His Sharingan met the deep holes in the white three-eyed fox mask.

Just as their eyes met—

hum!
Young Sasuke's brain felt as if it had been struck hard by a heavy hammer!
He saw one...

Mangekyō Sharingan?

It wasn't any kaleidoscope pattern he was familiar with.

It is a swirling pattern never seen before, slowly rotating behind the left eye socket of the mask.

Why does this person have Sharingan?
Is he also a member of the Uchiha clan?

Just as young Sasuke was momentarily stunned by that glance, Menma also moved.

With his left hand outstretched, he easily broke through young Sasuke's defense and pressed it down on the top of the other's head, which was covered by a wide-brimmed hat.

Then, press down.

The actions were simple and brutal.

boom--! ! !
There was a loud bang.

Young Sasuke was shoved into the ground, and the ground collapsed sharply from the center of his head, with spiderweb-like cracks instantly spreading several meters out!
Gravel flew everywhere and smoke filled the air!
Before young Sasuke could even put up any effective resistance, he was slammed into the ground by this irresistible force. His wide-brimmed hat shattered, revealing his face covered in dust and blood.

His only remaining right arm lay limply outstretched, as if all the bones in his body had fallen apart. His chakra was completely disordered, and even the power that maintained his right Mangekyou Sharingan was rapidly dissipating, the crimson fading and returning to ordinary black.

Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and his vision began to blur.

Young Sasuke struggled to get up, but the hand remained pressed on his head, as heavy as a mountain.

"master!"

Boruto, who witnessed all of this, was horrified!

He watched helplessly as his powerful and reliable master was so easily swatted into the ground by this mysterious masked man, like a fly being swatted!

"You are not allowed to hurt my master!!!"

Boruto roared, his hands moving rapidly as a ball of azure chakra quickly formed in his palms.

Rasengan!
He poured all his worries about his master, his fear of the enemy, and his resentment at his own weakness into this one strike, recklessly smashing it into the back of the black-robed figure who was stepping on his master!
Menma didn't even make a move; he simply raised his face, and the white three-eyed fox mask seemed to "look" at Boruto.

Eye Technique: Wheel Fear!

The next moment, the highly condensed Rasengan in Boruto's hand, like ice and snow under the sun, rapidly dissipated and shrank, eventually turning into specks of light and disappearing completely.

There was no explosion, no impact, not even a trace of chakra fluctuation; it was simply "erased" out of thin air.

"What...?!" Boruto, still in the forward-rushing and Rasengan-launching stance, froze in place, his azure eyes filled with bewilderment and disbelief.

His all-out attack... just like that, gone?
"Boruto! Run!"

Unable to move, young Sasuke used his last bit of strength to roar out, his voice distorted by anxiety and physical pain.

He saw it more clearly than Boruto; it wasn't as simple as the Otsutsuki clan "absorbing" ninjutsu!
This enemy is too strong, so strong that it inspires despair!
This is not their time and space; we absolutely cannot let Boruto get trapped here too!
[PS: Shamelessly asking for monthly votes! I've been thinking about the plot and stockpiling drafts lately. I'll be releasing a big update on the 8th, with a minimum of 30,000 words.]

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