The originally White Scale Powder instantly turned emerald green. Seeing this sky filled with green, Muren Uchiha's pupils contracted. He didn't even need to think—because the moment his Susanoo touched the green Scale Powder, it emitted a shrill, grating sound.
"Sss!"
This was the sound of chakra being corroded. Clearly, this green Scale Powder possessed powerful corrosive properties.
"Damn insect!"
"Get the hell out of my way!"
Muren Uchiha burned with fury as he controlled Susanoo to strike at Chōmei. The two Lances of Longinus pierced through Chōmei's body one after another, but he didn't care in the slightest.
"What? Losing your cool already?"
"Kazuyama said it: whoever loses their temper on the battlefield loses the fight!"
"You little rookie! Hahahaha!"
Despite his constant barrage of taunts, Chōmei's attacks never slowed. Even with his body pierced through, he kept striking without pause.
His Chakra Body wasn't as sturdy as a real Tailed Beast's flesh, but it had its own advantages—immune to physical attacks and capable of countering directly with chakra. At that moment, the six wings behind Chōmei transformed into six blades, hacking relentlessly at Susanoo.
Most importantly, this bastard had fully mastered Kazuyama Gekkō's shameless fighting style.
Every slash from those six wings targeted either the head, the kidneys, or if neither was convenient... below the belt. Even if he couldn't break Susanoo's defenses, Chōmei savored every hit.
"Bastard! You filthy insect!"
"I'll rip you out of that bastard's body piece by piece and seal you inside the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path!"
"Die!!!"
"I'll stab you to death!"
Chōmei's attacks dealt nearly zero damage, but the humiliation was maxed out, driving Muren Uchiha into greater and greater rage. There was nothing he could do—this guy didn't fight by any normal rules.
And Kazuyama Gekkō, watching from a distance, was almost dying from laughter.
"Well done, thick-browed Chōmei. Didn't expect you to pick up so many dirty tricks from me all these years."
"But hey, that's what fighting is—hit the face, hit below the belt!"
"Even if you can't win, at least disgust him to death."
"Hmph, just let Chōmei stall you for a while longer. No rush. As long as he keeps you busy, things will go much smoother back in the village."
Kazuyama's plan was simple—stall the enemy. Once the non-human threats in the village were dealt with, the guy would be powerless. And wearing him down like this was a mental blow as well.
Just wait a bit longer. His chakra had already condensed significantly. Was Susanoo really just some invincible turtle shell? Did Muren really think he had no counter?
"Let me warm up a little so I don't lose my temper later."
Kazuyama Gekkō rose slowly. Even he felt the terrifying surge of chakra gathering in his hands. This wasn't ordinary chakra—it was thick natural energy. Using the Transparent Escape Technique's rapid condensation, he had already infused his hands with a massive amount of it in just moments.
Not exaggerating at all—one finger from him might contain more chakra than Kakashi had in the original story.
"Damn it!"
"You cursed Seven-Tails!"
"Fire Release: Blazing Prison! Physical attacks don't work, so let's see if flames can vaporize you!"
The pitch-black Susanoo was instantly engulfed in intense flames, the two Lances of Longinus burning as well.
When the fire first erupted, Chōmei was startled. Susanoo wrapped in flames did look intimidating at first glance. But then he stopped and thought about it.
Who was he? A Tailed Beast—the Seven-Tails Chōmei. Tailed Beast chakra was already scorching hot. Why would he fear fire?
"Hmph! You red-eyed runt, using fire on a Tailed Beast?"
"Come on! Let this master show you what real burning feels like!"
"Watch my beast blood boil!"
Chōmei let out a bizarre cry as the chakra throughout his body shifted from reddish-yellow to pure crimson. The heat was just as intense, but unlike flames, Tailed Beast chakra burned even hotter.
"Fine, fine! I just won't—"
"Hm?"
"Kazuyama Gekkō!!!"
Already enraged, Muren Uchiha was about to explode, but suddenly sensed something wrong. As a member of the Uchiha, his danger instincts were sharp—sharper than most.
"You've stayed in that turtle shell so long I thought you'd gone stupid!"
"Watch me shatter your shell!"
"Sage Art! Crystal Release! Zero Point Explosion!"
Kazuyama Gekkō ignored the flames covering Susanoo—or rather, used his chakra to block them entirely. Now enveloped in Senjutsu chakra, he relied on it as his primary defense.
Under his control, Crystal Release formed directly against Susanoo, its dazzling light flashing only once.
Then the shocking scene unfolded.
"Crack!"
The pitch-black Susanoo seemed to ignite from within, brilliant white light bursting out from its core. Its once-sturdy shell shattered like an eggshell.
"Impossible!"
"My Susanoo!"
Muren Uchiha's eyes widened in disbelief. But as its wielder, he felt everything clearly—Susanoo was being overwhelmed by a violent force. Repairing it was nearly impossible. After shattering the shell, the energy dissolved into pure power and began surging freely.
"Damn it! What did you do!"
With no other choice, Muren dispelled Susanoo entirely. Only then could he disperse the invading energy.
"Red-eyes, you really think Uchiha's Susanoo is almighty?"
"Breaking it is child's play!"
"Weren't you looking for me? Come on!"
"Let me see if your Dōjutsu can really nullify all of my attacks!"
Kazuyama Gekkō's body shimmered with strange patterns—the mark of Sage Mode. He was now fully locked into battle.
"Chōmei, get him!"
"Got it!"
Kazuyama wasn't one to fight alone. Hearing the call, Chōmei dove forward without hesitation, his body still crimson and the horn atop his head ready to skewer the enemy.
"Hmph! Don't think losing Susanoo means I can't deal with you!"
Muren Uchiha's Mangekyō Sharingan spun rapidly. The Kyori Mushi Dōjutsu activated, erecting an invisible barrier that stopped Chōmei cold. No matter how hard he charged, he couldn't get any closer.
"Damn Dōjutsu!"
"I refuse to believe this! Charge!!"
Chōmei simply wouldn't accept being unable to reach him. His chakra roared to life, his strength rising once more.
But Dōjutsu was Dōjutsu. Distance was distance.