White Clothes Sasuke spat out another Great Fireball.
"—I'm telling you!"
As Naruko spoke, she formed a Wind Style: Rasengan.
Wind pressure erupted, and the air current directly blasted away the incoming Great Fireball, sending the flames rolling back.
"What terrifying Chakra. She's completely bullying him with sheer Chakra volume, isn't she...?"
Yamato understood.
If she had been even slightly careless, this move would have only fanned the flames.
But this "Menma" had actually managed to blow back the opponent's Fire Style. That was only possible with an overwhelming advantage in Chakra.
"—You really aren't that guy!"
The Sasuke on her side would never do something like this... probably.
"Hmm...!!!"
Seeing the Uchiha Clan's beloved Great Fireball Technique sent hurtling back at him, White Clothes Sasuke was thoroughly enraged.
[5][Why did you have to provoke her?]
[5][Once Sage Mode is activated, it's an outright stomp.]
[5][Uchiha Sasuke thought he was hot stuff again.]
[5][He was obviously provoked by himself from another world.]
[5][He's getting taught a lesson.]
[5][Looks like time's almost up.]
[5][Watching this feels like following an anime.]
[5][Fuck, don't end it here! Let us borrow another half hour from heaven!]
White Clothes Sasuke silently entered Curse Mark Mode.
"This is... Sage Mode? Wait, that feeling—is that Chakra?"
Without another word, Naruko entered Sage Mode as well.
"My, my, Sasuke-kun." Orochimaru's voice rang out. "If you charge in like that, you'll die."
"Tell me, Orochimaru. What is that?" Sasuke could sense an extremely bizarre and powerful force emanating from the girl across from him.
"—Sage Mode," Orochimaru said. "In a sense, you could call it the 'complete form' of the Curse Mark. The concepts don't entirely align, but it's not wrong to understand it that way."
"The complete form...?!"
White Clothes Sasuke clenched his teeth.
"Why... where the hell