Naruto: The Infinite New World

Chapter 870 The Battle Intensifies

In the battlefield where Aizen was located.

Aizen stood quietly on the arena, his smile gentle.

But no one dared to go up and fight Aizen.

A person's name, a tree's shadow.

Everyone knows Aizen's strength, and his fighting style is extremely strange.

Just when you think you've won, Aizen appears unharmed behind you and kills you.

What you see is only what I show you.

This is Aizen's famous quote, which has now spread throughout the entire starry sky.

Some call Aizen the invisible god.

All sorts of bizarre legends were attributed to Aizen.

Aizen was aware of his reputation, and he was quite pleased to see that no one was challenging him.

Their gaze, however, was fixed on another battlefield.

Garp looked at the grinning monk in front of him and said, "You're a strange guy."

The opponent exuded a powerful aura, undoubtedly indicating they were at the Six Paths level.

But the feeling he gave him was different from that of a typical Six Paths expert.

The monk looked at Garp with an undiminished smile.

"When you say someone is strange, it's best not to say it to their face."

Garp picked his nose and said insincerely, "Then I'm sorry."

The next moment, he appeared in front of the monk and slammed his black fist down hard.

This punch contained powerful dark energy; even before the fist arrived, the wind from it was already devouring everything.

"Dark forces, what a nuisance."

The monk raised the brush knife in his hand and blocked Garp's fist.

"Dye it black, Ichimonji."

Black ink appeared on the brush knife, constantly deflecting Garp's punches.

The fist clashed with the brush knife, and the fierce wind that tore everything apart was stopped by the arena.

"I'm so sorry I didn't get to fight you in the last battle."

Garp stared at the monk with a fierce look on his face.

They saw the other side when they raided the Land of Shadows last time.

This was their first time facing off.

"If you fight now, you'll find you regret it," the monk with the eyes said with a grin.

The guy in front of me had a really heavy fist, especially the dark power on it, which was blocking the power of my Zanpakuto.

The dark forces somewhat countered his abilities.

"Then let's give it a try." Garp ignored everyone else and gradually suppressed the Eye Monk.

The monk knew that if he continued, he would definitely lose the game.

"Really fight, just one word with a white pen."

The black dye on the brush turned white, and the white stains stained Garp's body.

However, dark power surged from Garp's body, constantly devouring the white traces.

"It's not that easy after all."

The monk with the eye had been mentally prepared for this situation and was eager to rush up and write.

But Garp completely suppressed him, leaving him no chance at all.

"This guy completely outclasses me."

His opponent's relentless attacks left him no openings, making it difficult for him to mount an effective counterattack.

The monk glanced at Aizen, who was watching the commotion.

The old man in front of me is Aizen's subordinate. If I can't even defeat him, let alone defeat Aizen.

"This is quite interesting." Aizen's assessment of the two's battle was merely that it was interesting.

The fundamental level has already thoroughly analyzed it.

"However, the outcome has already been decided."

The Eye Monk was no match for Garp, mainly because Garp's dark power countered the Eye Monk's abilities.

Darkness can devour everything.

"Next, we just have to wait."

Aizen looked up at the sky, his gaze piercing through the distance, and saw Uchiha Kin calmly observing everything.

A slow smile crept onto his lips, as if he were anticipating something.

"A grand performance will be presented for you."

Aizen's smile remained unchanged.

Winner takes all.

The loser is eliminated.

It's a big gamble.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Minato Namikaze watched the two people fighting in the distance.

People like them, who stand at the pinnacle of the entire ninja world, receive the same treatment.

No one dared to go up.

Intense flames erupted from Ace's body as he stared intently at the old man before him.

"Kid, that's not how you use fire," the Captain-Commander said in a deep voice, looking at Ace.

The knife in his hand transformed into intense flames, the scorching temperature even making Ace feel unbearable.

"That's terrifying, he seems even stronger than Grandpa."

Ace stared intently at the Captain-Commander; the Captain-Commander's control over fire far surpassed his own.

"Even so, I will not admit defeat."

"I'm known as Whitebeard!!"

Ace transformed into flames and charged towards the Captain-Commander.

Although the opponent's flames were scorching, his flames were not bad either. By concentrating his willpower, his flames could even burn the soul.

The captain's lips slowly curled up as he watched the other person rushing towards him, reminding him of the scenes when he used to teach his apprentices.

The knife in his hand fell, and flames completely engulfed Ace.

"To use fire, you must integrate all your mental and physical techniques into the fire."

Ace struggled to break free of the flames. He didn't try to control the flames to fight the opponent, knowing it would be completely useless.

Instead, they chose close-quarters combat.

His fists swung rapidly, and the flames even increased his speed.

The captain deftly dodged the blows, occasionally swung his knife to strike the opponent.

Even though he had turned into flames, Ace could still feel intense pain.

The opponent was practically using Armament Haki.

"Power is not something that is used all at once."

The captain continued to wield his flaming sword; this was a demonstration battle.

Minato Namikaze withdrew his gaze.

"Is this the powerful warrior who once fought against Ai?"

The opponent should not have reached the level of the Six Paths, but is able to exert the strength of the Six Paths realm.

It's impossible to imagine what kind of strength the other party would have if they became a Six Paths cultivator.

"Another Madara or Sasori Uchiha?"

Minato Namikaze crossed his arms and looked to the other side.

A colossal Buddha statue stood atop the arena, where a man emanating black smoke was engaged in combat with his opponent.

"Damn it! Sengoku, are you trying to disobey Aizen's orders?"

Blackbeard had absolutely no idea why this Sengoku guy was so fixated on him.

While ignoring others in the arena, you must fight against yourself.

"Just a friendly sparring match between colleagues." Sengoku, inside the black Buddha statue, remained expressionless.

After all, there aren't many opportunities to kill this heinous criminal, and killing isn't prohibited in this arena.

"Damn it!!" The black-bearded man was furious, as the other party possessed the dark power of Uchiha Kin.

They completely suppressed him.

Unexpectedly, the other party completely ignored Aizen's orders and attacked him.

"Sengoku, you asked for this!!" The black-bearded man also got angry, and white substances kept appearing on his body, enveloping him.

To blur or obscure.

Black beard, one of the products of indigo dyeing research.

Among the ten major battlefields.

The battle has reached a fever pitch, with all the hidden powerhouses beginning to make their moves.

Some people stand firm, while others fall immediately.

We await the final outcome.

(End of this chapter)