Two sharp whooshing sounds pierced the rain as two shurikens unexpectedly stabbed towards the Masked Man.
Faced with the sudden attack, the Masked Man neither dodged nor avoided it, and the sword in his hand went straight through his body.
He also saw the ninja who attacked him.
"How is that possible?"
The one who made the move was a female ninja, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old and had a beautiful and youthful face, but her face was filled with astonishment.
The attack clearly hit its target, yet it mysteriously passed through the enemy's body; anyone encountering this for the first time would be shocked.
"What wonderful eyes!"
The Masked Man looked at the female ninja who had attacked him; more specifically, he looked at her Three Tomoe Sharingan.
While the girl was still in shock, the Masked Man swung the chain in his hand without hesitation.
"Ah..."
The girl screamed as she was instantly bound tightly by the chains and fell to the ground with a thud.
She was just a twelve or thirteen-year-old female Genin with very little combat experience, and she was overpowered by the Masked Man in a single encounter.
The Masked Man was already used to this kind of scene. These arrogant Uchiha were like ants in front of him, unable to even touch the Kakuzu of his clothes.
The long sword at his waist was already drawn, its cold light flashing, as if it would end the girl's life at any moment.
"Itachi... save me!"
The girl cried out in despair as the cold rain lashed against her, chilling her to the bone!
Just as the Masked Man's long sword was about to slash through the girl's frail body, a whooshing sound came again.
The Masked Man quickly retreated, the chain in his hand was cut with a "clang", and he withdrew his knife.
"How could you do this to such a cute girl?!"
A slightly hoarse, deep voice came from the rain ahead. Hearing the voice, the Masked Man looked at the person who had come.
The female ninja lying on the ground also looked ahead with a look of relief, as if she had just escaped death.
When she saw the person clearly, her anticipation vanished again; it wasn't the person she was hoping for.
"Konoha's Anbu? Root? No, that's not right!"
The Masked Man sized up the man in front of him, who was wearing a white robe and a strange mask, and said in an icy tone.
Is it a coincidence that this is the first time someone has been able to stop his actions so precisely after he's fought his way through?
I knew his ability to become intangible was impossible to defend against, so he only materialized when he was binding the female ninja.
Could my intelligence have been exposed? How could that be!
Who else could it be but Orochimaru? He had originally planned to go to Fugaku Uchiha's place to retrieve the Mangekyō Sharingan, but he witnessed this good show on the way.
This female ninja was none other than Itachi's childhood friend, or rather, one of the few lights in Itachi's heart— Izumi Uchiha.
It's impossible to say that Itachi had no feelings for her at all, but when faced with the greater good of the village and the honor of the Uchiha Clan, he still chose the village!
Orochimaru ignored the Masked Man immediately and instead slowly walked to Izumi Uchiha's side.
Izumi Uchiha lay quietly on the wet floor, glancing at the Masked Man with lingering fear.
Then she met Orochimaru's equally emotionless eyes, and her heart skipped a beat when she vaguely saw them.
"What terrifying eyes! Has it been like escaping one tiger's den only to fall into another...!"
Before she could figure out what was happening, a large hand touched her neck.
Izumi Uchiha felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and before she could even voice her many questions, she fell into a deep sleep.
"Your Itachi won't come to your rescue; you should pray he doesn't!"
Orochimaru picked her up and casually tossed her behind him. A water clone, which had appeared out of nowhere, caught the unconscious girl.
Saving her was just a side effect. Izumi Uchiha awakened her Sharingan at the age of five and now has Three Tomoe. Judging from this alone, her talent is no less than Itachi's or Uchiha Sasuke's.
It's just that this girl awakened the Sharingan but doesn't know how to use it, what a waste of such a great talent.
The Masked Man frowned slightly when he noticed that the newcomer didn't immediately look him in the eye.
The newcomer was even more arrogant than him, acting as if he, Uchiha Madara, didn't take him seriously at all. How could he tolerate this?
"Snort!"
With a heavy snort, the Masked Man mercilessly stabbed Orochimaru with his long sword.
As soon as Orochimaru stood up, he was met with a gleaming long sword.
Orochimaru, without dodging or avoiding, simply stood still and watched his little brother with great interest.
"Um?"
This action made the Masked Man frown again. Although his attack was sudden, it was impossible for the other party not to have any reaction time.
Moreover, he always felt that this person's temperament was somewhat familiar, as if he had sensed it somewhere before.
But the arrow is already on the bowstring, and the sword that has been swung cannot be taken back. Moreover, no matter what tricks the opponent plays, they cannot hurt him!
The long sword didn't strike Orochimaru; instead, it passed straight through him, piercing through both Orochimaru's and the Masked Man's bodies.
The two seemed to be from different dimensions, their figures intersecting and overlapping, a scene that felt somewhat familiar.
Isn't this the scene from when he fought the Fourth Hokage? Except now the chains on his hands have been replaced by a long sword.
The two figures had just passed each other when the Masked Man suddenly turned around, changed his grip on the knife from upright to reverse, and stabbed Orochimaru again.
This time, Orochimaru did not sit idly by and wait for his death. Instead, he raised his palm and firmly clamped the long sword between two fingers.
"That's quite an impressive ability!"
Looking at the still cautious Masked Man, Orochimaru's ambiguous smile deepened.
The Masked Man hadn't expected that just a moment ago he was praising Izumi Uchiha so highly, and now he was being mocked by someone else.
With a slight exertion of force, the long sword shattered instantly. Almost simultaneously, the space in front of Orochimaru distorted, and a suction force acted on him.
Obito's three main techniques are actually nothing special: switching between reality and illusion, or pulling people into another dimension.
Such an ability would be unbeatable for anyone else, but unfortunately for him, he encountered Orochimaru today.
Orochimaru Teleportation teleported away from where he was, Obito nearly tripped and fell.
At this moment, he manifests as a physical entity, and it is possible to hit him by attacking at this time.
Orochimaru naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass. With a flick of his hand, the rain around him seemed to freeze in time, floating in mid-air.
At the same time, he activated the skill "World Fades," slowing down Obito's reaction ability.
With a wave of Orochimaru's hand, the raindrops floating in front of him arrived in front of Obito in the blink of an eye, just like bullets.
"Well...!"
The next moment, small blood holes appeared on Obito's body.
Before the horizontal attacks had even stopped, a vertical Gravity Field descended upon Obito.
However, to Orochimaru's disappointment, the Gravity Field spread too slowly, and the move was dodged before it could take effect.
"You...! You're the one who fought the Three-Tails!"
This strange ability reminded him of someone: the Masked Man who had defeated the Three-Tails Isobu.
He was deeply impressed by that scene, no wonder he felt that the man's demeanor was somewhat familiar.
"Oh? You still remember me!"
Orochimaru's smile deepened as he looked at Obito, who was in a terrible state with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. However, his next words Obito.
"On another note, where did you come from, you Tom, Dick, and Harry?"