area51novel Chapter 368 The Victory or Defeat is Over
Chapter 368 The Victory or Defeat is Over
The black lenses completely obscured Obito's eyes.
These goggles were specially ordered from the Konoha New District commercial street before the match. The lenses are made of a special one-way transparent material, so from the outside, all you see is deep black, like two opaque wells.
At the edge of the VIP section, Fugaku Uchiha watched Obito pull down his goggles, leaned back in his chair, and stopped tapping his fingers on his knees.
Last night, Fugaku summoned Obito to a secluded courtyard in the clan head's residence.
Fugaku picked up his teacup, blew away the foam, and said in a low voice:
"If you want to win, then give it your all. The Uchiha clan can still protect a young boy."
These words flashed through Obito's mind.
On the stage, Scorpion didn't say anything more.
With a slight twitch of his fingers, the chakra threads connecting the ten puppets instantly taut and straightened.
"Buzz—"
Ten miniature electromagnetic guns emitted a piercing charging sound, and blue-white beams of light converged at their muzzles.
The next instant, ten beams of intense heat burst forth like thunder, weaving together a destructive net that completely sealed off all of Obito's escape routes.
Obito did not retreat.
Through the pure black lenses, the three tomoe in his right eye socket connected and twisted in an instant, transforming into a complex pattern.
"Click click click..."
A huge, skeletal arm rose from the ground without warning, like an indestructible bone shield, blocking Obito's path.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The electromagnetic cannon beam slammed into the massive skeletal arm.
The surface of the white bone was burned with several charred pits under the extreme heat, but the surging chakra continuously filled these damages, blocking the beams of light from entering.
Obito strode forward, braving the dense barrage of fire.
He walked steadily, and with each step forward, the enormous bone hand advanced a little further. The heavy bones carved deep furrows into the stone slabs of the arena.
The audience erupted in cheers and exclamations.
"What the hell is that thing?!"
"He used it in the Forest of Death too! He actually withstood that beam of light!"
In the front seat, Nohara Rin clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, her eyes fixed on the enormous bone hand.
Kakashi Hatake, who had been lounging in his chair, sat up straight, his dead fish eyes widening slightly as he stared intently at the churning chakra.
"Bones?" Mei Terumi sat in the audience, her body leaning forward unconsciously, a hint of shock showing in her cool gaze.
A few days ago, she was defeated by this unreasonable barrage of firepower, while the Uchiha boy on the stage actually chose the most brute force to confront it head-on.
Kana tugged at Shizune's sleeve and pointed at the arena: "Shizune, look, look! Obito actually held on!"
"Chanel, I'm watching."
"Pfft~~~"
Inside the VIP section.
The Fourth Raikage, A, suddenly stood up, his thick arms bracing against the railing, staring intently at the enormous bone hand.
He couldn't see it clearly on the big screen last time, but now that he was there in person, he could feel that it was definitely not some "Yin Release Chakra materialization" that Nishikawa Tetsu had just made up on the commentary stage.
On the arena.
Obito was less than five meters away from Sasori.
Scorpion's lifeless eyes finally showed a flicker of emotion. The combined fire of ten puppets was unable to penetrate the strange white bone defense, which exceeded his previous combat statistics.
Without the slightest hesitation, Scorpion crossed his hands in front of his chest, his ten fingers dancing like phantoms.
"Click! Click! Click!"
The huge reel behind him emitted a series of ear-piercing mechanical noises.
White smoke continuously exploded on the arena.
As the smoke cleared, ten identical silver-gray mechanical puppets shot out, quickly weaving and maneuvering with the original ten puppets in mid-air, forming two layers of impenetrable crescent-shaped formations in front of Scorpion.
A total of twenty identical puppets!
Twenty miniature electromagnetic gun launchers!
"Hiss—" A series of gasps rose from the stands.
Twenty electromagnetic cannons charged simultaneously, and the air on the entire arena became blurred due to the high temperature distortion.
Scorpion planned to use sheer numbers and firepower to completely melt away all obstacles in its path.
"Fire."
Scorpion's fingers pressed down sharply.
"Buzz—!!!"
The blinding blue and white light completely illuminated the dome of the Konoha Dome. Twenty beams of light converged into a dazzling waterfall of light, carrying the power to destroy everything, and blasted towards Obito.
With this level of firepower, even the chakra metal reinforcement layer on the arena floor began to melt.
Faced with firepower powerful enough to vaporize a small mountain.
Obito stopped in his tracks.
His lips suddenly curled upwards, revealing an extremely arrogant smile.
Beneath the black lenses, the kaleidoscope pattern in my right eye spun wildly.
next moment.
The enormous, dark purple bone hand that had been blocking his way crumbled and dissipated without warning, turning into countless specks of light that vanished into the air.
"Obito?!" Nohara Rin suddenly stood up, her voice trembling with fear.
A horrified scream erupted from the audience.
To everyone else, it seemed that Obito had abandoned his defenses and directly exposed his physical body to the devastating beam of light.
Does this mean the first "death" spot in this exam is about to appear?
The blue and white light waterfall instantly engulfed Obito's figure.
There was no explosion.
There was no bloodshed or carnage.
There wasn't even the smell of burning clothes.
The intensely hot beam of light passed straight through Obito's body, striking the barrier behind him and creating a dazzling ripple.
Obito continued his forward march.
He walked through a torrent of beams of light. The beams pierced his chest, limbs, and head, but his body was like a phantom that did not belong to this dimension.
He was not harmed in any way.
The black goggles didn't melt, and the dark blue clothes didn't even have a trace of scorch marks.
He strolled forward leisurely, seemingly oblivious to the barrage of fire from the small electromagnetic cannons.
"This...how is this possible?!"
Mei Terumi in the stands suddenly stood up, her eyes filled with incomprehensible shock.
The Fourth Raikage in the VIP section had his pupils contracted to the extreme, his hands gripping the railing tightly – this was definitely the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan!
For the first time, a clear look of surprise appeared on Chiyo's wrinkled face.
What kind of ninjutsu is that?!
On the arena.
Obito passed through the torrent of beams and walked straight into the puppet formation.
A puppet swung its blade at his neck, the blade piercing right through it. Obito didn't even glance at it, his steps unwavering.
He passed through the metal body, through the intertwined chakra threads.
This scene, which completely defied common sense, caused an unprecedented look of extreme shock to appear on Scorpion's perpetually expressionless face. His pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.
This ability, which cannot be explained by the existing ninjutsu system, caused Sasori's chakra threads to slow down for a moment.
And that one moment is enough.
Obito's footwork shifted between reality and illusion, instantly bridging the final distance.
"Whoosh!"
A cold kunai was pressed firmly against Scorpion's throat, its sharp edge pressed against his pale skin.
All the electromagnetic guns came to an abrupt halt at that moment.
Twenty puppets hovered in mid-air, emitting faint mechanical sounds.
Obito stood in front of Sasori, raised his left hand (which wasn't holding a kunai), pinched the edge of his black goggles with his thumb and forefinger, and pushed them up.
Beneath the goggles, a pair of ordinary three-tomoe Sharingan eyes were slowly rotating, the Mangekyou Sharingan pattern already disappearing the moment the blurring ended.
Obito stared at Sasori, a grin spreading across his face, revealing a row of white teeth.
"I already said that."
Obito's voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet arena.
"In front of my Sharingan, all your puppets are nothing but scrap metal."
Sasori lowered his eyes, looking at the kunai pressed against his neck. His lifeless eyes reflected Obito's arrogant smile.
He didn't try to control the puppet to fight back; he simply stood quietly in place, the chakra threads on his fingers slowly loosening.
"Bang, bang, bang."
The mechanical puppets lost power and crashed one after another onto the stone slabs of the arena with dull thuds.
The examiner, Sakumo Hatake, appeared like a ghost beside the two of them.
His short sword was sheathed, his gaze lingered for a moment on Obito's black goggles, and then he raised his right hand.
"Konoha, Obito Uchiha wins!"