"Cough..."
Dense black lightning continuously carved streaks of black through the air, crackling as it rubbed against the atmosphere. Amid those black trails, a soft cough rang out.
Then, blood poured down from above like a fountain.
"Cough, cough!"
As the blood splattered down, two more coughs followed, along with several more drops of blood.
"Sage art... is it."
Then came a sigh.
At the same time, a hand slowly rose from within the silver sleeve. Unafraid of the violent black lightning, it tightly gripped the spear formed from black lightning, as if preventing it from piercing any deeper.
"You..."
At that moment, Hada Ichiba, who had spun around and thrust sideways, stared in shock with his scarlet eyes at the Blood Moon Silver Robe before him, the man pierced through by the black lightning spear.
It was as though he had witnessed something unbelievable.
He didn't...
Dodge? At that moment, an even more unbelievable and shocking thought rose in his heart.
Uchiha... Nobuhiko didn't dodge... my attack? What does that mean? Then, in the next second, alarm bells blared in his mind.
Something was wrong.
To be honest, although his attack had been sudden, it should not have been difficult for Uchiha Nobuhiko to evade. Moreover, this technique incorporated natural energy; it was inherently a sage art. Combined with the S-rank Lightning Release used as its base, this was the sage art Hada Ichiba had the most confidence in. Considering the nature of sage arts that Taki Chiba had described, even Uchiha Nobuhiko would not come through unscathed if he took this hit head-on. And since Uchiha Nobuhiko knew it was a sage art, he surely understood its power. It was powerful, it was a sage art, and it was not difficult to avoid—yet Uchiha Nobuhiko had chosen to