Has the clone been dispelled?
As the dirt particles before his eyes gradually fell away and the dust dispersed, Hada Ichiba clenched his teeth slightly. He glanced at his crossed hands, then at the black Rock Wall behind him. The fleeting confusion in his eyes swiftly cleared.
At this moment, his crossed arms had already been pressed tightly together. Though they still formed a cross, each arm bore a fist-sized indentation at the point where they crossed. Both arms had twisted around those dents.
Clearly, both his arms were broken! And because of the twisting, they were practically fused together, utterly unable to be lowered.
Behind him, the black Rock Wall he leaned against had been struck with an incredibly shallow human-shaped impression.
At that moment, a trickle of blood slowly flowed from his nose.
I see. Such seamless coordination...
In that instant, he unleashed two Earth Style Jutsu in succession—no, three. The Rock Spear, the Earth Style attack after the Rock Spear was cut off, and the Earth Style Jutsu that brought him behind me. Three in total.
And at the moment of the explosion, he adjusted his posture as if he had foreseen it, as though he knew I would use an explosion-like force to propel myself away.
He knew the initial attack couldn't defeat me.
That was why he had that whole chain of dizzying attacks prepared.
This Kotetsu seems to have some flaws on the surface.
Could it simply be because he isn't good at speaking? Orochimaru never taught him how to talk, but taught him everything else.
At this point, Hada Ichiba did not even look at the blood flowing from his nose. His gaze slowly lifted and settled on the bandaged man standing in the darkness where the dust had dispersed.
The memories sent