Chapter 14: Fierce Battle! God-Level Tactics, Dragon Fire Prison!
Amid the Ruins
The battlefield split in two—a circular barrier reaching toward the sky firmly trapped Tsukasa within.
"Tch, one of them escaped."
Moroi's gaze fell coldly on Tsukasa, a sinister sneer curling his lips.
"But it doesn't matter. I'll make sure you die quickly."
Tsukasa's eyes narrowed slightly as he studied the opponent across from him—a shinobi in a red vest with spiky blonde hair and a full beard.
This man had appeared in the original story before.
During the Fourth Great Ninja War, he had erected 36 barrier formations on Turtle Island to block Naruto and Killer Bee from reaching the battlefield.
The barrier's defensive power was terrifying, requiring both Naruto and Bee working together to break through.
He was the captain of Kumogakure's Barrier Team—a shinobi skilled in powerful sealing techniques.
However, this was a different time; the opponent was only a special jonin.
Looking at him, Tsukasa's heart raced with excitement.
Does a shinobi who specializes in sealing techniques really have offensive capabilities?
Still, no matter what, the opponent was a special jonin after all, far superior to him in taijutsu alone. Seiichiro had also mentioned he was skilled in swordsmanship.
He should be able to kill me, right?
"Kid, what are you staring at?" Moroi indifferently drew the long sword from his back, pointed it forward, and said coldly:
"You're very unlucky. A worthless genin who hasn't even awakened his Sharingan meets a master like me at the start of his ninja career."
Moroi's tone was flat, as if he had already won: "I only need one strike, and you'll definitely die!"
[Your enemy Moroi is mocking you.]
Hearing this, Tsukasa ignored the system message floating before him, couldn't help but grin, and nodded approvingly.
"Excellent! Kumogakure, I love your confidence!"
"Don't show any mercy later. Remember—even a lion hunting a rabbit uses its full strength!"
"If you have any techniques, use them all at once, leaving me no room to counterattack."
Tsukasa's tone suddenly grew serious as he warned solemnly: "Remember—don't let this fight drag on!"
"Excellent! Boy, you've succeeded in angering me!" Moroi's eyebrows twitched, his fury rising.
Was this kid looking down on him? Suggesting he lacked stamina for a prolonged battle?
However, Moroi didn't take Tsukasa's words too seriously. As a barrier specialist, he possessed basic sensory abilities.
From his perspective, he could confirm that Tsukasa's chakra fluctuations were merely at genin level.
The kid was probably just buying time for his teammate and creating confusion.
With this thought, Moroi sneered and glanced at Tsukasa with disdain.
The next moment, he pivoted on his feet, tucked his blade under his arm, and performed the Body Flicker hand seal.
In an instant, he vanished from his position and appeared directly above Tsukasa's head.
Then, gripping his sword with both hands, he channeled power from shoulder to elbow and swung the long blade in a sweeping strike toward Tsukasa's neck!
Moroi's eyes became fierce. I'm a special jonin—cutting down a mere genin should be child's play!
This strike carried wind-breaking force, the blade cold and razor-sharp, capable of splitting hairs!
The immediate crisis of death made Tsukasa's scalp tingle, every hair on his neck standing on end.
At this critical moment, Tsukasa suddenly felt electricity surge through his limbs, overcoming his fear and regaining control of his body.
He ducked low, tilting his head to avoid the blade, his eyes blazing as his fingers instinctively reached for his ninja tool pouch.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three dark projectiles flew upward, forcing Moroi to quickly withdraw his sword to block.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
As Moroi deflected the three kunai, Tsukasa had already closed the distance.
Gauging the space between them, Tsukasa's heart sank. Something felt wrong. He glared at Moroi with frustration, unable to resist cursing:
"I told you everything! Just throw everything at me!"
"You're a barrier specialist—why are you using taijutsu?!"
"Why won't you listen?"
Moroi gritted his teeth, rage boiling within him. He stepped forward, thrusting his blade toward Tsukasa's abdomen!
"You're acting insane! Die!"
Tsukasa focused on his opponent's movements and immediately unleashed eight shuriken, hurling them in arcing trajectories that locked onto Moroi from all angles.
Startled, Moroi abruptly halted his advance, letting the shuriken pass by him.
Before he could continue his attack, his vision suddenly darkened.
Tsukasa pulled open a storage scroll with his free hand and swung it wide.
Dozens—hundreds—of kunai erupted from the scroll, nearly making Moroi curse aloud.
Damn it, are all genin this wealthy these days? Ninja tools sold by the ton—are you even human?
Overwhelmed by this monetary assault, Moroi could only swing his sword frantically to deflect the kunai barrage.
After what felt like an eternity, a dense forest of kunai surrounded Moroi's position.
Moroi panted heavily. They had already been running at full speed to catch up with the Uchiha squad, expending considerable energy.
Now he faced this troublesome opponent whose shuriken skills were so masterful they hardly seemed genin-level.
Just when he thought he could finally catch his breath and close in for a finishing blow—
Tsukasa hooked his finger and pulled.
The scattered kunai on the ground suddenly revealed thin lines of light connecting them.
As the wires tightened, the surrounding ruins, walls, ground, and debris suddenly crumbled like tofu.
Dust clouds rose, and Moroi felt a sudden sting on his cheek.
Blood-stained threads stretched through the dust and debris of the collapsing ruins.
Moroi instinctively touched his cheek—bright red blood dripped from his palm.
He frowned, looking around at the intersection of the threads.
A dense web of wires had become visible, intertwining to form a net that completely enveloped him!
A forest of threads, cutting winds slicing his face!
Moroi swung his sword to strike the wires, but the blade was quickly deflected by the tangled web.
"What the hell is this?!" Moroi was suddenly alarmed, staring at Tsukasa in horror.
"How is this possible?! So much ninja wire woven into this formation!"
"How did this brat accomplish it in such a short time?"
Tsukasa shook his head in disappointment.
When a jonin can't even defeat a genin despite having every advantage—no wonder people call Kumogakure barbarians. Their brains really aren't adequate.
Tsukasa's eyes, once filled with anticipation, now grew cold and indifferent.
"Pay the price for your arrogance!"
With that, Tsukasa slowly formed four hand seals:
Snake - Dragon - Rabbit - Tiger!
Fire Style: Dragon Fire Technique!
He exhaled, gazing at Moroi trapped like prey in the wire web.
With a raised finger, dragon fire erupted!
Raging flames traveled along the wire threads, engulfing the horrified Moroi!
Then, maintaining his momentum, Tsukasa formed seals again:
Snake - Tiger - Dog - Ox - Rabbit - Tiger!
Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!
This wasn't the end.
After completing the Tiger seal, Tsukasa flipped his hand and pulled eight shuriken from his tool pouch.
In sync with the gushing phoenix flames, he hurled the shuriken in a spinning pattern, merging them into the fire.
The wind fueled the flames while the spinning shuriken created a piercing shriek.
Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Flower Nail Crimson!
Then Tsukasa pulled the wires once more!
The web of ninja threads tightened with creaking sounds, constricting around Moroi's position at the center!
At this moment—dragon fire formed a prison while the phoenix cried out in triumph!
Tsukasa stared coldly at the center of the inferno and spoke a quiet farewell:
"Sayonara."
End of Chapter 14
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