Naruto: Starting with Creating a Genius Persona

Chapter 106 Victory! (9/16)

After several rounds of chasing and dodging, a glint flashed in Shinku Yuhi's eyes!

In a seemingly perilous situation where he was cornered by a gust of wind, he actually used a substitution technique to deceive his way out.

He then appeared several meters away, his steps suddenly halting as he rapidly formed a series of hand seals in front of his chest. The fluctuations of his chakra suddenly became deep and tranquil, yet they also carried an immense, invisible pressure!

"Illusion Art: Crimson Lotus!"

The instant the hand seals were completed, an invisible Yin Release chakra cage, constructed using Kurenai Yuhi's spiritual power as a guide, descended instantly, precisely capturing the berserk figure that had just shattered the substitute tree and was about to pounce again!

Isshin's wildly charging, unstoppable figure suddenly froze in place, as if he had crashed into an invisible, viscous swamp!

His violent expression froze, his eyes instantly lost focus, as if his soul had been ripped away.

Under the astonished gazes of countless spectators, nothing seemed amiss in the center of the arena, but in Isshin's eyes, directly affected by the illusion, the scene had been completely transformed.

The hard stone slab beneath his feet began to transform into an enormous, slowly rotating red lotus flower!

The petals were crystal clear, yet they emitted a mesmerizing glow that could corrupt the mind. The lotus platform bound him tightly, and his vision began to distort and spin. The shouts of the surrounding audience and the scene of the arena quickly faded and blurred away. Only this lotus flower was expanding infinitely, slowly closing, about to completely devour and crush him!

This is the secret-level illusion technique created by Shinku Yuhi—the Crimson Lotus Flower. It constructs a beautiful yet deadly cage of consciousness through illusion, causing the victim to suffer continuous and heavy mental oppression and dissection in endless silence and slow death, until they collapse!

"It's a success!"

"Crimson Jonin has won!"

"Great! Let's see how arrogant that guy can be now!"

After a brief silence, deafening cheers erupted from the Konoha side's stands!

Everyone saw the arrogant samurai frozen in place, while Kurenai Yuhi, though her face was slightly pale and her breathing somewhat rapid, was indeed standing in the arena, clearly a sign that the illusion had been successfully cast.

"Dad won!"

In the crowd, Kurenai Yuhi couldn't help but clench her fists, her crimson eyes filled with excitement and pride, as she spoke to Tsunade, Shizune, and Shinichi beside her.

Shinichi's expression was somewhat subtle. He didn't say anything, but only glanced at the excited Kurenai.

On the high platform, Koharu Utatane visibly relaxed, her tense shoulders easing: "Finally... Shinku is still reliable."

"Indeed." Mitomon Homura nodded, a smile appearing on his face: "I know Shinku's illusion technique, Gurenka. It's an illusion technique that he has devoted himself to studying for many years, specializing in mental suppression and binding. It's the perfect solution for dealing with this kind of reckless opponent."

In the special viewing area to the side, the three-tomoe pearl in Uchiha Fugaku's eyes slowly stopped spinning, returning to his normal black eyes.

In his opinion, the battle was over.

The Byakugan of the Hyuga brothers, Hiashi and Hizashi, remained activated, staring at Isshin, who was frozen in place. In the vision of their Byakugan, the flow of chakra within the Iron Country samurai had completely stopped.

In their judgment, the outcome was already decided.

Inside the arena, Kurenai Yuhi slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, tinged with weariness.

Being relentlessly pursued by such a ferocious humanoid beast requires both mental and physical concentration to be maintained at a high level, and the physical exertion is far greater than it appears.

Moreover, he himself was not a Jonin known for his taijutsu or ninjutsu.

Successfully casting a genjutsu of the level of Crimson Lotus Flower instantly drained a significant amount of his chakra and energy.

My temples are still throbbing slightly, and I feel a mild stinging sensation.

Kurenai Yuhi steadied herself, forcibly suppressing her physical discomfort, and stepped towards Isshin, who stood motionless like a statue. The sharp edge of the kunai in her hand reflected a cold star in the sunlight.

According to the rules, he only needs to place the kunai lightly in front of his opponent's neck or heart, and the referee will declare him the winner.

However, just as he was about to raise his arm, only three steps away from Isshin, a sense of crisis, which was not unfounded, surged up from within him.

Kurenai Yuhi's extensive combat experience made him want to retreat almost the instant he sensed danger, but...

It's too late!

That heart, which had been as still as a stone sculpture with empty eyes, moved without warning!

He clenched his right fist, without using any fancy techniques, but simply twisted all the terrifying power in his body into one force and slammed it directly into Kurenai Yuhi's face!

Before the punch even landed, the violent wind from the punch was already so strong that it made it hard to breathe!

In the rush, Kurenai only had time to cross her arms in front of her body to protect herself.

"Bang!"

With a dull, heavy thud like a hammer striking leather, Kurenai felt an overwhelming force that she couldn't resist. Her arms throbbed with pain and went numb, and she was thrown backward uncontrollably!

In that brief moment when he lost his balance, his old strength exhausted and his new strength yet to be generated, Isshin, who had landed a successful blow, vanished from his spot like a ghost amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd!

"Watch out behind you!"

"Where did he go?!"

An incredulous gasp erupted from the stands.

Shinku's pupils contracted, and she forcibly twisted her body in mid-air, but she already felt a cold touch on the side of her neck, so fast it was like an illusion.

As his feet finally touched the ground again, he heard a clear, crisp metallic scraping sound behind him, a sound that symbolized the end.

"Click."

That was the sound of a samurai sword precisely returning to its sheath.

Immediately afterwards, a calm yet undeniable voice rang out behind him: "You have already lost, Konoha ninja."

We lost?

Kurenai Yuhi stiffened, slowly raising her hand. Her fingertips touched the side of her neck, where a warm liquid stained her fingertip. There, a very thin, very shallow line of blood was slowly seeping out as a bead of blood.

He fell silent. In a real life-or-death struggle, his head would have already fallen to the ground in that instant.

"How is that possible?! Wasn't he under an illusion?!"

In the stands, countless spectators stood up in astonishment, voicing a clamor they could hardly comprehend.

"Impossible! The illusion clearly worked! I saw him frozen in place with my own eyes!"

"My God! Could it be... could it be that he wasn't under an illusion at all? Was he just pretending?!"

"How despicable! The same old despicable tactics!"

"But... is it possible to fake it under that kind of illusion?"

In the ninja clan's viewing area, Fugaku Uchiha's usually calm and composed expression finally changed. He frowned, his crimson Sharingan activated again, and he stared intently at Isshin, who stood in the center of the arena with his sword sheathed.

"That can't be. His mental fluctuations can't be faked. He was definitely pulled into the illusion, but he broke free in an instant?! How could that be?"

The Hyuga brothers exchanged a glance, both seeing the same confusion in each other's eyes.

On the high platform, the smile on the face of consultant Koharu Utatane had already frozen.

Mitokado Yan's hand, which was pushing up his glasses, froze in mid-air, his gaze behind the lenses filled with astonishment and doubt.

The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled, the smoke obscuring his deep eyes.

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