The corners of his mouth slowly lifted.
Revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.
"Wh-what did you say?"
Ōtsutsuki Shoshiki's pupils abruptly contracted. To him, Uchiha Akira was like an evil ghost from hell baring his cold, savage fangs. His whole body shuddered, and a trace of fear entered his gaze.
"You've seen my strength clearly?"
He had heard words like that countless times while attacking planets.
But those had been nothing more than lies his enemies told to deceive themselves.
Yet the instant Uchiha Akira spoke, he believed him at once, because a sheep could never imitate a tiger's oppressive presence, while even a single look from a tiger carried a terrifying chill.
That gaze of a predatory beast on the hunt.
It was something the hunted could never imitate.
"Divine Art: Kamui."
Boom—!
Uchiha Akira stomped hard onto Ōtsutsuki Shoshiki's face, while identical crushing marks appeared on his chest and thigh, as if two other feet were stomping down viciously on his chest and thigh at the same time.
"You're pretty capable, huh? Big brother, you were really putting on an act just now, weren't you?"
Uchiha Akira's expression was indifferent. His gaze lowered slightly, carrying the condescension of someone looking down from above.
"To be honest, when you were able to become immune to my Yinmie attacks, I really did think at first that you might be a decent big brother. But now it seems you don't have the strength at all. Turns out you're just a little punk."
Ōtsutsuki Shoshiki's expression turned incomparably ugly.
He struggled wildly.
But his expression only grew worse. It was as if three nails had been driven into his body, pinning him hard against the starry sky, leaving him completely unable to move even an inch. This terrifying pressure was even stronger