Let Me Show You What Lightning Release Really Is

The third round of the Chunin Ninja Exams.

The newly built final venue is located on the edge of Konoha, and a bustling crowd is queuing in an orderly manner to enter the venue.

"Wow, so many people!"

Naruto, who had come early in the morning with his companions, looked at the densely packed crowd at the entrance from the players' seats.

"I heard that it's not just villagers from Konoha; people from the other Four Great Nations seem to have come to see it too."

Ino nodded in agreement. If the new venue hadn't been large enough, there might not have been enough room for all these people.

"Those who could come from the other Four Great Nations were almost all High Officials and Nobles, or wealthy merchants."

Shikamaru yawned; he had heard it from his father.

For this final assessment, someone has already set up betting pools on underground exchanges.

Sasuke was the most enthusiastic participant in the betting, after all, the Uchiha name still held sway.

Furthermore, there was a bet among the Five Great Nations regarding the number of Chunin that could be promoted.

"Everyone, are you nervous?" Shikamaru, looking at the crowd.

Almost all of Hagoromo's disciples passed the preliminary assessment, but fortunately, they did not need to face each other in the first round of the third assessment.

"Nervous? What's that?" Naruto grinned.

Sasuke had the same expression; having mastered Sage Mode, he was now brimming with confidence.

"Then let's go down, it's about to start."

Shikamaru chuckled upon seeing this; he had already spotted his teacher waiting for them in the middle of the venue.

In the center of the venue, Hagoromo's gaze swept over everyone.

"There are 21 participants this time, but two participants from the Otogakure withdrew from the exam yesterday."

Um?

Naruto and the others exchanged bewildered glances upon hearing this. Had the people of Otogakure given up on the exam?

Gaara merely glanced at the faces in the group without saying a word.

Shikamaru, on the other hand, turned his attention to his teacher. Although he knew something was amiss, the person in question was from the Sound Ninja.

Then it has nothing to do with it.

"Therefore, the opponents of some of you have changed according to the original progression."

Hagoromo explained the rules in a gentle voice, noting that the audience in the stands were not yet fully seated and there was no need to rush.

"Finally, just like in the qualifiers, victory is achieved by forcing your Teuchi surrender or rendering them unable to continue fighting."

"Well then, apart from the contestants in the first match, the rest of you may go back to the rest room and wait."

"The first test: Sasuke Uchiha versus Omoi."

Hagoromo's voice traveled through the microphone and reached the entire venue.

The previously noisy venue was immediately filled with people turning their attention to the arena. The first match was against the Uchiha?

"The first match between Konoha and Kumogakure?"

Upon hearing the name, a high-ranking official from the Land of Fire couldn't help but speak.

"That's right, it's said that the order of the matches is determined by whoever takes the tickets."

The official standing nearby nodded; he had placed a large bet on the underground exchange and was naturally more concerned about the outcome of the battle.

"I guess so."

The high-ranking official from the Land of Fire looked towards the stands, where the various Kage and Daimyo of different countries were seated.

"The match begins!"

Hagoromo that the two were ready, Yu Yi waved her hand and announced.

Omoi rubbed his neck, wondering if he was just having bad luck.

To think I drew number two, and my opponent is from the Uchiha Clan!

He took the lollipop out of his mouth, looked at Sasuke Uchiha in front of him, and slightly avoided looking at his head.

"This is troublesome. The Uchiha Clan's genius... my movements will probably be seen through, right? What if I lose..."

"Will Lord Raikage throw me onto Turtle Island?!"

Sasuke stared at Omoi, who was muttering to himself, and his dark pupils instantly turned Scarlet.

This scene was projected directly onto the enormous screen that was ubiquitous throughout the venue.

"Hiss! Mitsudomoe?!"

"How old is this Uchiha Clan? He's already at the Mitsudomoe!"

"Uchiha... no, Konoha has produced another genius."

In the spectator seats where the various Kage and Famous figures were located, Hiruzen Sarutobi, with a pipe dangling from his lips, remained expressionless.

The Daimyo of the Land of Fire unfolded his fan and let out a cryptic laugh.

Raikage and the others remained silent; they had already known this during the preliminaries.

"Hey, Uchiha Clan."

Just as Sasuke was thinking of finishing the battle quickly, Omoi suddenly shouted at him.

"What do you think is the meaning of our lives? Even if we win, who knows what the future holds..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sasuke immediately took action.

He had no interest in discussing such trivial matters with this guy, and in the next Body Flicker Technique vanished.

A kick was aimed at Omoi's head.

Thud--

Omoi, who was kicked, turned into a wooden stake at the same time.

The real Omoi appeared from behind Sasuke, his Ninja Blade crackling with electricity.

"Cloud Flow - Slash!"

The blade flashed like lightning, slashing towards Sasuke's back. Sasuke simply turned to the side, his Sharingan the Ninja Blade pass right before his eyes.

At the same time, his right hand reached directly towards Omoi.

"So slow."

Sasuke's voice seemed ethereal. "I saw everything you did clearly."

Omoi was startled and immediately dropped his Ninja Blade, taking a step back to create distance between himself and Sasuke.

"This guy... he's a monster."

He had seen Chōjūrō's battle clearly, and thought that he should avoid making Sharingan.

Sasuke is hardly a threat.

Who would have thought this guy would react so quickly?

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!" Sasuke raised his hands and formed hand seals, and a huge fireball suddenly expanded and rushed towards Omoi.

"Cut!"

Omoi, chewing on a lollipop, gave a soft hum and quickly formed hand seals. "Lightning Release: Lightning Ball!"

Several leaping lightning balls immediately collided with the Great Fireball.

Boom--

A huge explosion rang out, and smoke billowed out.

In the next instant, several figures rushed out of the smoke, all of them being physical clones.

Sasuke's Sharingan the figures before him. He pressed the seal on his wrist, and Amatsukaku appeared directly in his hand.

Too slow; he wanted to finish off this guy as soon as possible.

The figure vanished from its spot and reappeared behind one of the figures.

Omoi, however, revealed a smile of triumph.

Lightning Release: Lightning Serpent!

The clone exploded, transforming into a twisted, lightning-like snake that pierced Sasuke's abdomen at an uncanny angle.

Is it funny?

Sasuke raised Amatsukaku in his hand, looking calmly at Omoi was smiling.

"Then I'll return this attack to you."

Zi--

The lightning snake that was heading towards Sasuke was instantly drawn to Amatsukaku's sword, and then a huge amount of Lightning Release Chakra erupted from Sasuke's sword-wielding hand.

Amatsukaku immediately unleashed his full power, and then Sasuke gently waved his hand.

The target was none other than Omoi's true form, who had just revealed a smile.

"Let me show you what true Lightning Release is..."

Roar--

A thick bolt of lightning shot straight toward Omoi at an even faster speed.

"What!"