Chiba's Psychological Trap!

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

That damned brat! Raijin Maki raced through the forest, trees on either side flashing backward at incredible speed. Every place he passed, every branch he stepped on, was accompanied by the howl of wind, the hiss of lightning tearing through the air, and the crackling sounds of branches shattering and snapping beneath his feet.

Clearly, Raijin Maki was frantic now. He no longer cared about holding back his strength or concealing himself. He was simply rushing toward his destination at top speed.

At that moment, within the forest bordering the great grasslands, a streak of lightning shot past. No matter whether the branches in its path were thick or thin, they shattered and fell. Amid the cracking of splintering wood and the slaps of branches hitting the ground, a straight path was forcibly carved through the forest.

I never imagined it. I never imagined they could break my trap like this, even turn the tables on me! Now I'm the one trapped in a cage of anxiety and impossible choices!

Raijin Maki clenched his teeth. Now, he understood everything—why those three brats had used Smoke Bombs.

And at this moment, his ominous premonition finally surfaced completely.

Those three brats had used Smoke Bombs to block his vision, then created Shadow Clones to set up a situation where truth and falsehood could not be distinguished—a psychological trap.

Yes, a psychological trap!

Six people had emerged from the smoke. Clearly, three were originals and three were Shadow Clones. They had split into two groups of three, each pursuing Dodai and Kuroi. With their speed, with the Byakugan at their side, and with Dodai and Kuroi not yet beyond their reach, they could catch up to them. Given Dodai's earlier predicament and the strength of that brat