Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Blazing white fireballs exploded one after another in a straight line, advancing deeper into the grassland. Waves of air, carrying scorching heat, spread outward, blasting ring after ring of wind across the prairie and stirring up rolling waves of green with a whoosh—whoosh—.
Tap—
Tap—
Tap—
Amid the repeated explosions, faint yet exceptionally clear sounds rang out one after another.
Did that Uchiha Clan brat set up this many traps? To lay so many traps in such haste—and judging by the spacing, he even calculated the distance of every one of my steps...
Wave after wave of air crashed against the Lightning Release Chakra Cloak with muffled thuds. The Third Raikage walked along this straight path marked by the Uchiha Clan brat's trail, utterly unmoved by the explosive shockwaves. He strolled as if in a garden, completely unaffected by the explosions erupting near and beneath his feet.
Indeed, rather than simply fleeing without doing anything, it was better to set up obstacles along the way and further slow me down.
Though stepping on the first trap did not necessarily mean stepping on the second.
Normally, anyone who triggered one or two traps would not continue along this path. Yet if they did not follow it, they would have to take a detour, and they would have no idea how wide an area the trap-setter had covered. To be safe, they would likely make a very wide detour, buying him plenty of time.
Even someone like me with defensive measures could have their speed reduced by the shockwaves. This move accounted for pursuers both with and without defenses. It seemed improvised, but it did make sense.
That brat is becoming more and more proficient in the use of tactics.
*In other words, has fighting me given him a