Clang!
Once again, Fugaku used his kunai to block Nigai's massive blade aimed at his chest. However, this time, the blade erupted with a web of crackling lightning.
The electricity quickly coalesced into a concentrated surge, attempting to climb from the point of contact between the blade and the kunai, seeking to envelop Fugaku.
But Fugaku's Sharingan had already detected this movement. A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he stood his ground, his Sharingan locking onto Nigai's gaze.
Crackle!
The lightning on the blade intensified, surging toward Fugaku in a blinding flash.
It was evident that this blade was no ordinary weapon. It was undoubtedly forged with special chakra-conductive metal, amplifying Nigai's lightning chakra to an extraordinary degree.
The lightning moved with such speed that even the Uchiha clan's Sharingan could only catch a glimpse of the dazzling blue flash before the torrent of electricity engulfed Fugaku completely.
Bang!
A fierce explosion of lightning erupted, scorching the ground and leaving the soil charred black—a testament to its destructive power.
However, Nigai's sharp ears caught a faint poof amidst the chaos.
"A Shadow Clone Technique?"
With his vast combat experience, Nigai immediately realized what had happened.
Twang...
Suddenly, a sound like a taut steel wire being plucked rang out—sharp and tense.
Although Nigai had yet to spot his opponent, his body instinctively leapt backward.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the source of the sound: two thin steel wires silently snaking toward him.
Now that he had discovered the trap...
A smirk of disdain appeared on Nigai's lips. With a swift motion of his blade, enhanced by silver-white lightning, he cleanly severed the steel wires into multiple pieces.
Whoosh!
But before he could relax, a heavy sound of something slicing through the air reached his ears.
Two massive Fūma Shuriken shot out from a concealed position on the slope, their angles cunningly calculated to exploit the momentary gap in Nigai's mid-air movement.
"Hmm?!"
Nigai's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't panic. With a sudden twist of his waist, his body spun rapidly in mid-air.
Under his control, the massive blade in his hands transformed into a spinning disc of lightning, a radiant shield of thunder.
However, the two Fūma Shuriken didn't stop there.
As if premeditated, the two shuriken collided mid-air with a metallic clang.
In an instant, they disassembled into eight sharp curved blades, spinning and weaving around Nigai's lightning shield.
"What?!"
Nigai's astonished gaze followed the blades as they suddenly transformed into a puff of white smoke.
Twang...
The familiar sound of steel wires returned. From within the white smoke emerged a dense steel net, gleaming coldly like a spider's web, wrapping around Nigai with precision.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye.
"What?!"
In a mix of shock and anger, Nigai found himself ensnared by the steel net, which yanked him toward a nearby boulder, binding him tightly against it.
With his entire body immobilized, Nigai could only channel his lightning chakra, generating blue sparks in an attempt to break free from the steel wires.
But his opponent clearly had no intention of giving him the time to escape.
"Fire Release: Dragon Flame Jutsu!"
From somewhere on the slope, a roaring, dragon-shaped flame surged along the steel wires, rushing straight toward Nigai.
Boom!
"Argh!"
The terrifying heat shattered the boulder behind Nigai into fragments. His anguished screams were brief, fading into silence.
Moments later, the scorched ground bore a charred corpse, its surface crackling with faint embers. Occasionally, sparks would fly as residual oil from the body ignited.
"Tekka!"
"Well done!"
Fugaku emerged from behind a withered tree, smiling as he looked toward a young man on the slope.
The man had short black hair and a distinctive black mark on his forehead. His attire mirrored Fugaku's, but the most striking feature was his own pair of Three Tomoe Sharingan.
"Clan Leader!"
"With Shisui holding the line over there, I couldn't be of much help, so I came over here instead."
Tekka Uchiha smiled back at Fugaku.
However, their brief exchange was interrupted by a new wave of Kumogakure ninjas charging forward.
Dozens of Kumogakure shinobi, led by a white-haired man, swept up the slope like arrows loosed from a bowstring.
Their coordination was seamless, balancing offense and defense. Any Konohagakure ninja who attempted to block them was swiftly cut down.
Their formation was peculiar, with a dense blue lightning sphere hovering above them.
Whenever an enemy approached, the Kumogakure ninjas would manipulate the sphere to release a bolt of lightning.
The lightning's speed was astonishing. As long as the Kumogakure shinobi could fend off the first attack, the lightning would strike their opponent, creating an opening for a swift and lethal counterattack.
A group of over ten Konohagakure ninjas leapt in from various directions, attempting to halt the advancing formation.
Fireballs, water bullets, earth dragons, and exploding tags...
A barrage of attacks rained down on the Kumogakure forces. However, the enemy had designated defenders within their ranks.
Earth walls and water barriers rose to block the incoming ninjutsu, while the lightning sphere above them intercepted and destroyed the flying exploding tags, bursting them into harmless fireworks.
As the Konohagakure ninjas regrouped, the central group of Kumogakure shinobi began forming hand seals in perfect unison.
"Lightning Release: Connection - Thunder Arm!"
The lightning sphere above them flared with an intense blue light.
Compressed to the extreme, the sphere suddenly unleashed thick bolts of lightning in all directions.
Crackle!
The lightning bolts formed a dense web, covering nearly the entire slope.
Caught off guard, any Konohagakure ninja touched by the lightning felt a surge of paralysis, the high temperatures of the electricity searing into their bodies.
"Argh!"
"Ah..."
After the screams subsided, Fugaku looked down the slope to see a scene of devastation.
The ground was riddled with charred craters left by the lightning strikes. Scattered across the battlefield were the blackened flak jackets of fallen Konohagakure ninjas, some still smoldering as flames licked at their lifeless forms.
Clench...
Fugaku's fists tightened as his face, usually calm, now burned with anger.
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