Chapter 60 — Monster Strength+ Lightning Armor+Fivefold Blade Dance: Yujiro vs. Pain!
Riding the last lingering shockwave of Sage Art: Goemon,
Uchiha Yujiro entered the battlefield!
He flickered forward—Body Flicker into Body Flicker into Body Flicker—
a chain of blinding movement that brought him right behind his "brother."
Both blades flashed down in a cross-slash, aimed straight for the heart of Shinra Tensei itself.
His plan was simple:
Pierce the point to break the field.
Pain's Shinra Tensei was godlike in its control and destructive power—but its weakness was the same as all "area" techniques: its force was spread too thin.
"You just blocked Jiraiya-sensei's Sage Art head-on, bro," Yujiro grinned, his eyes burning.
"But what happens… if I hit you from behind with a Lightning–Fire blade at full power?"
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"You underestimate me!"
Pain's voice hardened, cold fury bleeding through.
"How could a god fall to a pitiful insect like you?!"
He thrust his palm outward, the air howling—
and the next instant—Shinra Tensei clashed with twin chakra blades: one wreathed in lightning, the other in fire.
Uchiha Dual Blade Style — Lightning–Fire Sword Dance!
Under the amplification of his Lightning Release Armor Mode,
Yujiro unleashed the technique's full potential for the first time in live combat—
its raw power enough to make even the three Sannin pause in shock.
The air screamed as lightning and flame shredded it apart.
The earth cracked beneath his feet, and yet—
Yujiro was forced to back off, expression twisting in irritation.
"Damn it… what the hell is this defense?"
Even with concentrated power, his Lightning–Fire Sword Dance couldn't break through.
Each strike was more focused than Jiraiya's Goemon, sharper, deadlier—
and still, that cursed Rinnegan barrier held firm.
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But Yujiro just smirked, lightning snapping across his armor.
"That's fine… I'll just hit it again!"
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"Nagato!!!"
Jiraiya's roar cut through the storm.
He was no longer holding back.
This time, he gathered both hands, channeling natural energy until the air itself warped—
"Sage Art: Super Giant Rasengan!!!"
Though Naruto would one day take this technique to impossible extremes,
its roots lay here—
a masterpiece created by Jiraiya and Minato together.
The Rasengan bloomed like a blue sun—its sheer pressure shaking the rain itself apart.
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"Futile!" Pain's voice boomed over the battlefield.
"All attacks are meaningless before God! Everything is repelled—Shinra Tensei!"
He felt Yujiro's chakra flaring behind him again,
but he didn't care—he thought he already knew the outcome.
Only this time—
he was wrong.
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"...!!"
A sound like glass breaking echoed through the storm.
Pain's confidence shattered in the same instant his "absolute defense" cracked.
His invincible Shinra Tensei, after deflecting the Super Giant Rasengan,
was ripped open from behind—
by Yujiro's twin blades.
A perfect timing strike.
The Lightning–Fire Sword Dance, now empowered by Monster Strength, hit five times harder.
Fivefold strength.
Fivefold force.
A god-breaking blow.
"Try blocking this one, you divine fraud!"
The dual blades tore through the collapsing gravitational field,
cutting straight toward the Deva Path's chest.
For a second, it looked like Yujiro would slice Yahiko's corpse clean in half—
forcing Nagato to relive the agony of losing his dearest friend all over again.
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"Damn you!!!"
Nagato's voice thundered in fury.
Pain could be rebuilt—but Yahiko's body was his alone.
No one else was allowed to touch it.
At that desperate instant, another figure materialized before Yujiro—
The Preta Path.
The defense specialist of the Six Paths, the chakra-absorbing demon that had driven Jiraiya insane.
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Yujiro clicked his tongue.
"Tch."
He didn't even slow down.
With a flick of his left wrist, his second blade reversed grip, slicing upward in one swift, fluid motion—
Shhhk!
The edge gleamed through the rain.
And before the Preta Path could even finish forming a seal,
Uchiha Yujiro's blade severed its throat.
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The rain hissed on burning metal.
Pain had just learned what it meant to call himself a god—
in front of a man who didn't believe in gods at all.
The Preta Path's sealing and absorption ability might've been unrivaled across the shinobi world—
but there was one tiny problem.
Uchiha Yujiro wasn't using ninjutsu.
He was using pure, physical violence.
And you can't absorb a sword to the throat.
So the Preta Path could only do one thing—
die.
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In Yujiro's wake, the Preta Path crumpled to the ground,
its throat slashed open, nearly half its head hanging by a thread.
Before its body could even hit the dirt, Yujiro was already gone—
his chakra flaring as he flickered past it with another Body Flicker, closing in on the Deva Path once more.
But that brief moment—
that heartbeat of delay—
was enough for Pain to recover.
"Shinra Tensei!!"
The familiar gravitational wave erupted again,
a tidal force of pure repulsion blasting Yujiro backward through the rain.
Old move, sure—but effective as hell.
If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
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"Tch."
Yujiro clicked his tongue, forced to retreat.
But even as he was thrown back, he didn't waste a second—
using a chakra discharge technique midair to soften the impact,
reducing the recoil damage.
And on his way out,
he made sure to carve a few more vicious slashes into the already-dead Preta Path for good measure.
The first time, he'd only managed to slice its throat—
looked dramatic, but didn't stick.
Because, of course, Pain's bodies didn't die so easily.
They were puppets—
meat suits wired to Nagato's will.
So this time, Yujiro made sure.
He diced the Preta Path into eight separate pieces.
If it could still get up after that,
Yujiro was ready to personally give it a medal—
but then—
"Wait a sec…"
A realization hit him.
"The Naraka Path!"
The Naraka Path's insane jutsu—King of Hell—
could chew up a broken body and spit it out good as new.
If he left this corpse lying around, it'd just come back to bite him later.
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"Not happening. Watch me finish this properly!"
Bracing against the storm of repulsion,
Yujiro slammed his hands into a seal, inhaled, and shouted—
"Fire Release: Dragon Flame Requiem!!"
A roaring inferno erupted from his mouth, engulfing the remains of the Preta Path.
In normal circumstances, that Path could've absorbed even dragon fire with ease—
hell, it could probably eat Amaterasu for breakfast.
But not when it was in eight crispy pieces.
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Nagato's heart lurched.
He felt Yujiro's intent—
and immediately summoned the remaining four Paths to the field, their chakra flaring like storm beacons.
But he was still a second too late.
Before they could form up,
the Preta Path's body was already swallowed by raging fire.
Even the endless rain of Amegakure couldn't put it out—
the flames burned bright and defiant,
piercing through the downpour like a red wound in the sky.
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"Hell yeah!"
Yujiro pumped a fist, triumphant.
"One down!"
The others—Tsunade, Orochimaru, even Jiraiya—felt a flicker of relief.
Even Orochimaru's casual, half-hearted "grazing attacks" suddenly looked a little more enthusiastic.
For the first time, the four-on-six battle tilted slightly in their favor.
But victory came at a price.
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As the flames died down, Yujiro staggered.
A metallic taste filled his mouth—then he coughed, a geyser of blood spraying into the rain like a crimson fountain.
Yeah, he'd pushed his Lightning Armor and Monster Strength too far.
His chakra coils screamed in protest.
Still—
"No problem. We've got a healer."
And he did.
Tsunade, despite her trauma-triggered haze and trembling hands, still had her greatest ally active—
Katsuyu.
Even before the battle began, the giant slug had spread hundreds of miniature clones across the field.
All Yujiro had to do was grab one—
and, well… suck.
Gross? Yes.
Effective? Also yes.
"Ugh," he grimaced, but did it anyway.
"At least it's not Orochimaru's tongue. I'll live."
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Seeing Yujiro suddenly bounce back,
Pain's expression finally shifted.
That constant, detached calm cracked.
"Tch…"
He turned his gaze toward Tsunade—
and for the first time, his eyes burned with killing intent.
If Yujiro was going to target his healer next—
then he'd do the same.
Eliminate the medic first.
The oldest and most brutal rule of every war.
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But before he could move—
"There you are."
Yujiro's voice cut through the thunder.
He pointed his blade toward a shadowed ridge at the edge of the battlefield—
"It's over, Nagato. You've already lost."
Pain's pupils contracted sharply.
For the first time, true shock flashed in those godlike eyes.
Yujiro had pointed directly at his hidden position.
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Exposed.
In that instant when Yujiro's dual blades had nearly shredded Yahiko's body,
Nagato's emotional surge had disrupted his chakra control—
just enough for the Sharingan to catch it.
A single pulse of misplaced emotion.
A single slip.
And that was all Uchiha Yujiro needed.
"Found you."
The storm itself seemed to pause.
The hunter had seen through the god.