"What... what kind of Dojutsu is this?!"
Ten-Rō's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes filled with confusion and incomprehension.
Over the past few months, he had been studying all kinds of knowledge. He felt that he had become extremely familiar with the Ninja World and how this world operated.
But when he came into contact with Uchiha Akira,
he realized just how insignificant he still was!
He could not even analyze Uchiha Akira's Dojutsu!
"If you can't even analyze something this simple, what right do you have to know?"
Uchiha Akira sneered.
Ten-Rō's power was indeed formidable. In terms of taijutsu, even Ōtsutsuki Isshiki might not have been his match.
After all, Ten-Rō represented the Ten-Tails' true body.
But Ten-Rō was far inferior to Ōtsutsuki Isshiki in analytical ability.
After just one encounter, Ōtsutsuki Isshiki had analyzed the abilities of his Dojutsu.
Yet after all this time, Ten-Rō had not found even a single clue. What Ten-Rō lacked was not merely analytical ability, but also the wisdom formed through the passage of countless years.
"Kamui!"
Uchiha Akira's golden Nine-Tomoe Rinnegan suddenly narrowed as his gaze locked onto Ten-Rō's head.
A terrifying force of spatial distortion activated in an instant!
Although Ten-Rō was not very bright, his body's reactions were unbelievably fast. The instant a crack appeared on his head and pain struck him,
his body rapidly burrowed into the Claw Mark space!
He vanished without a trace!
"Uchiha Akira, don't think you've won this battle!"
Ten-Rō let out a painful roar. "The next time we meet will be the day you die. This world does not have only one Ten-Tails!"
"I'll tell them about your existence!"
His voice drifted through the air.
But his figure could no longer be found.
"Them?"
Uchiha Akira's expression froze slightly, his eyes flickering. "There isn't