"Everyone, be careful! He's Fūma Masaki!"
Someone shouted from a distance, intending to reveal the man's true identity to everyone.
Obviously, he was a renowned powerhouse. Even Sosuke had heard of him before.
"At least worth two thousand Points." The boy's eyes gradually brightened.
Tightening his grip on the short blade, Sosuke assumed a stance, his Sharingan fixed firmly on the man opposite him.
His attitude of actively seeking a fight was unmistakable.
"Interesting." Fūma Masaki smiled. He had never expected a brat to take the initiative to provoke him.
The Uchiha really were a bunch of people with something wrong in their heads.
Taking the large shuriken off his back, the man held it as a weapon. With every step forward, the terrifying aura surging from him grew sharper.
The most direct comparison was that a high-powered blower was blasting straight at him. Just managing to keep his stance unchanged already showed remarkable composure.
The few clan members nearby looked tense, their hands gripping their blades trembling slightly. Seeing this, Sosuke inhaled deeply, and the Cursed Seal behind his neck spread across his entire body once more.
He silently took a step forward, using his small frame to block all of the enemy's terrifying aura, which surged like waves.
"You go support the other clan members. Leave him to me." Sosuke spoke in a low voice, his tone leaving no room for argument.
It wasn't that he wanted to keep all the credit for himself. In fact, he wished someone would step forward and share the pressure.
Unfortunately, the two people beside him were of no use at all. Staying there would only get in his way.
"A wise judgment." Fūma Masaki offered a word of praise, though his expression looked more like mockery.
Sosuke didn't care in the slightest. He had no habit of wasting words on a dead man.
He infused the short blade with Chidori. Purple flames of energy wrapped around his body, making Sosuke look unusually sinister.
"Who exactly is this brat?!" Fūma Masaki's brow twitched, and the relaxed expression he had worn moments ago vanished completely.
He realized that he seemed to have underestimated his opponent.
Clang!
He instinctively raised the enlarged shuriken. In the next instant, the short blade surging with electricity was already before him.
Although he blocked the attack, the electricity clinging to it traveled through the metal and reached him.
Fūma Masaki's expression darkened. Pale-blue torrents suddenly gushed from his palm.
Water Shuriken!
Wrapped in the current, the shuriken, originally over half a meter long, instantly transformed into a colossal weapon more than two meters in diameter.
Unable to withstand the force, Sosuke shifted his feet and prepared to retreat. However, in the blink of an eye, the enemy's Water Shuriken was already in front of him.
The short blade shattered without suspense, and his body was completely severed in two by the cutting torrent.
Fortunately, it had only been a Shadow Clone.
The boy had always remembered one principle: when facing an enemy whose abilities were unknown, using Shadow Clones to probe them was the best approach.
Otherwise, even if his real body had been there just now, he still would not have been able to withstand that enormous Water Shuriken.
Watching the shuriken return to the enemy's control, Sosuke formed Hand Seals with both hands. With a bang, four Shadow Clones appeared.
The enemy could only deal with one direction at a time. The other Shadow Clones could take the opportunity to close in and attack.
Having never witnessed the technique's power, the man decisively threw out the shuriken when it came into contact with the first Shadow Clone.
Only after the Shadow Clone dispersed into white smoke did Fūma Masaki belatedly realize that the brat had used a special kind of clone.
With his eyesight, he actually couldn't tell which one was the real body.
The price of his misjudgment was two wounds bursting open on the man's body. The intense electrical current made even his breathing grow labored.
"Damn it." After forcing back the enemies around him, Fūma Masaki's expression turned grim. He had never expected to nearly be defeated by a brat.
He wiped a hand across the wound in his abdomen, then formed Hand Seals and slammed both hands heavily against the ground.
Ninjutsu: Summoning Technique!
When the smoke dispersed, a White Giant Spider appeared beneath the man's feet.
Looking at the wary boy, Fūma Masaki no longer possessed his earlier composure and confidence. Now, he only wanted to resolve the trouble before him as quickly as possible.
"To force me this far, brat, you have enough to be proud of."
As he spoke, the White Giant Spider opened its hideous mouth and spat out strands of white webbing.
Before long, the surroundings had become an ocean of spiderwebs. The slightest carelessness could send someone falling into a trap and becoming food for the giant spider.
Sensing that the situation was bad, Sosuke took a small step backward and swiftly crossed his hands to form Hand Seals before him.
Fire Style: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!
Scorching flames erupted. Countless fireballs rained down at different locations like scattered heavenly maidens, and his intent was simple: use Fire Style to ignite all the surrounding webs.
"Too naive." The man paid no attention. If simple Fire Style could clear them, the giant spider would never have become his trump card.
The facts proved that Fire Style was indeed effective. Under the gaze of the Sharingan, it was easy to see that some of the webs had begun to melt slightly.
However, Sosuke's current mastery of Fire Style was still far from sufficient to burn them away completely.
Out of tricks, are you? Fūma Masaki slowly formed Hand Seals, and the White Giant Spider beneath his feet began to tremble violently.
After struggling back and forth for so long, it was time to draw this battle to a close.
Secret Technique: Spider Nest Bloom!
As the giant spider raised its abdomen, countless tiny white spiders spread outward.
Each one had a strand attached to its abdomen. The strands crossed over one another, quickly weaving a dense white web that left no gaps.
Sosuke's Shadow Clone tried to rush out, but its arm was caught by the web. Before it could break free, a flood of spiders completely engulfed its form.
Another Shadow Clone was clever enough to successfully unleash Chidori Stream against the enemy.
The shrieking Chidori instantly destroyed the hundred or so tiny spiders that pounced toward it. But once the technique vanished, even more spiders took its life in an instant.
The facts proved that Chidori Stream could not withstand the man's Spider Sea.
Looking at the constantly writhing white horror around him, Sosuke's mood was surprisingly calm.
He even had the leisure to think that if he possessed Amaterasu, these spiders probably wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
"Looks like I have no choice." Staring directly at the man's mocking smile, the Black Markings on Sosuke's body began to writhe again.
Although the strain on his body was considerable, it was still better than being eaten alive by a swarm of spiders.
"Sosuke!"
The clan members' roars came from the distance, but they likewise had no way to break through the inescapable web the man had laid out.
"Hahaha, don't rush. You'll be next." Fūma Masaki was arrogantly triumphant.
Under his excited gaze, the boy's figure was finally swallowed by the Spider Sea.
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