Bang!
Their left forearms slammed together, the two leaping figures crashing into each other with tremendous force.
Rumble—!
The water beneath their feet caved into a pit. Under the immense pressure, the current began to swirl violently. Amid the rushing sound, the deep pit suddenly spun, seemingly stirring the once-calm lake. Waves like enormous ripples spread outward in ring after ring, smacking against the walls of the pit.
So heavy!
Feeling the tremendous force transmitted through his left arm, Chiba shifted his gaze slightly away, avoiding eye contact with those scarlet Three Tomoe Sharingan. He clenched his teeth lightly as a dull ache slowly spread from his left forearm to his shoulder.
Hm? At that instant, the Three Tomoe Sharingan before him turned slightly, its gaze suddenly dropping downward.
The Sharingan's perceptive ability!
At that very moment, Chiba felt an even stronger force suddenly surge through his arm. The Masked Man abruptly exerted force through his shoulder and elbow, violently shaking him away. Borrowing the force of that motion, the Masked Man's body in midair also shot backward.
The cold glint tracing an arc from Chiba's hand could no longer continue. Watching the Masked Man quietly retreat, a curse involuntarily flashed through his mind.
Whoosh!
Still, curse or not, though the arcing glint could not continue, Chiba flipped his wrist. Borrowing the momentum of the arc and the force carrying him backward, he twisted sideways and flung out his right hand.
With that flick, a cold glint shot from Chiba's hand toward the figure silently flying backward.
Hmph!
The next instant, a cold snort rang out. The figure retreating through the air suddenly twisted and spun, flinging out a cold glint from his own hand. A fraction of a moment later, a Kunai flashing with cold light flew from the