The Spider Sea finally swallowed the brat.
Before the joy could surge into his heart, a black shadow suddenly broke through the blockade and shot into the sky like an arrow.
His instincts told him that the figure in the sky was indeed the brat, but the difference between his appearance before and after was simply too great.
The fleshy wings behind him flapped slowly, while the demonic horns on his head curved slightly. The boy's skin had turned a dull gray, and only his pupils still flickered with an ominous red glow.
This was Sosuke's Cursed Seal Level 2 state.
On top of his original foundation, his chakra and physical abilities had surged once again. He could probably hold his own against an Elite Jonin-level opponent for a while.
But that was all—holding his own. Wanting to defeat one was pure delusion, unless Sosuke's basic physical abilities could improve even further.
Only after increasing the foundation for his power boost and extending the duration of State Two might he have a chance of killing an Elite Jonin-level expert.
Once someone reached that level, they would not easily die at the hands of others.
Even if a Clan Head-level expert personally took action, they might not be able to win in a head-on clash, but escaping would generally not be much of a problem.
It was just like Kakashi in Shippuden. He seemed to be suppressed by plenty of people, yet somehow, after going around in circles, he had made it all the way to the final rounds.
Fortunately, Fūma Masaki had yet to reach that level. At most, he could be considered an outstanding member of the Jonin ranks.
With Cursed Seal Level 2 activated, Sosuke was not inferior to him in raw strength at all, let alone with the advantage of air superiority.
The Cursed Seal produced by the system had taken excellent care of him in every aspect. For example, he could choose the form of his Cursed Seal transformation.
Compared with appearance, Sosuke valued functionality more. Flight, for instance, was an excellent choice.
If he could not fly, he really would have been drowned by the Spider Sea just now.
"The technique is quite good, but its power is still just a little lacking."
Smiling, Sosuke completed the Hand Seals and mobilized nearly all his remaining chakra.
A familiar cry rang out, but this time it was less shrill and carried more of the heavy, mournful sorrow of a life reaching its end.
The blue arcs of electricity had also transformed into a black-and-white form, as though birds were mourning lives that had passed away.
At this moment, Fūma Masaki felt unprecedented pressure. He had never imagined that he would be driven to the brink by a mere brat.
While manipulating the spiders to form obstacles, he retrieved his shuriken and displayed his signature technique once again.
If the brat dared to charge down, he would use the Water Shuriken to kill him today.
The Chidori, infused with Nature Energy, had surged dramatically in power, so Sosuke was naturally brimming with confidence.
He wanted to decide the victor in one strike?
Then Sosuke had no reason to refuse.
The fleshy wings behind him beat forcefully, and the boy plunged madly down from the sky.
Seeing that his opponent was truly this arrogant, Fūma Masaki laughed furiously. He could hardly wait to see the scene of flesh flying everywhere.
That was assuming his opponent could first break through his white Spider Sea.
The blindly confident man failed to realize that the boy's true strength was already worlds apart from before.
The spiders were indeed numerous, but unfortunately, they could not keep up with Sosuke's diving speed at all.
It was like how Takumi's Eight-Six might take a bend faster than anything else, but could never catch up to Uncle Mercedes sprinting through a drainage channel.
The black-and-white lightning plunged headfirst into the Spider Sea. Only then did the man belatedly realize what was happening.
By the time he instinctively raised the Water Shuriken, the terrifying Lament of Lightning was already right in front of him.
Chidori Lament!
Boom!
A violent shockwave swept in every direction, and the small spiders scattered throughout the area began falling like rain.
Before they could even hit the ground, a series of clouds of white smoke sent the spiders back.
With the caster dead, the Summoning Beast naturally could no longer be maintained.
[System Notification: Successfully killed Fūma Masaki. Obtained 3,180 Points.]
"Hahahahaha." Within the area shrouded in white smoke, only the boy's slightly feverish laughter could be heard.
Both sides stopped fighting with remarkable tacit understanding, though most of the Uchiha's faces wore smiles.
When the smoke and dust finally dispersed, the first thing everyone saw was that silent figure with his head lowered.
Sosuke had already dispelled his Cursed Seal. He looked no different from an ordinary boy, save for the corpse lying at his feet, which seemed to silently proclaim the boy's terror.
"Lord Masaki has been defeated!"
"How could this happen?"
"Damn it, I don't want to die here with him!"
"Let's go! We can't stay here and fight to the death!"
Amid the cheers of the Uchiha clansmen, the enemy troops that had come to launch the surprise attack completely collapsed. They could not even agree on a direction in which to flee.
Following the principle of not pursuing desperate enemies, the clansmen did not recklessly leave the camp. Instead, they began cleaning up the battlefield and gathering the bodies of those who had died in battle.
Seeing corpse after corpse being carried out, Sosuke's excitement gradually subsided.
[Points: 4,790]
After killing Fūma Masaki, his Points had directly approached the five-thousand mark.
It would not take long before he could probably accumulate enough Points to exchange for Flying Thunder God.
Once he learned Space-time Ninjutsu, he would be able to go wherever he wanted. Few things in the world would be capable of threatening him then.
"Killing one more Captain-level figure should just about do it."
Sosuke forced a difficult smile. Then his body swayed, and he fell toward the ground.
Fortunately, Uchiha Shū arrived in time, sparing the little hero the tragic fate of stumbling to his death after the battle.
Supporting him back to the ground, Uchiha Shū looked at the unconscious captain and murmured softly, "Thank you for your efforts."
"Mm, it's a familiar ceiling."
After an unknown amount of time, Sosuke awoke from his deep sleep.
He moved his body slightly and immediately felt a tearing pain.
"Damn, don't tell me I'm crippled again."
The startled boy hurriedly opened the system menu. Only after seeing that the word "crippled" had not appeared did he finally relax.
That meant he would not have to pay another thousand Points in medical expenses.
Even so, nobody wanted to spend ten days or half a month lying in bed after every battle.
Every recovery period ultimately delayed the time he could spend earning Points.
"Sigh, it seems I still can't use Cursed Seal Level 2 too frequently."
Rubbing his faintly aching head, he summoned the maid who had been waiting outside. Only then did he learn that he had already been lying in bed for two days.
When he had first been sent to the infirmary, everyone had thought he was about to kick the bucket. Unexpectedly, after all the treatment, the results had been surprisingly good.
According to the maid, his injuries would completely recover after about half a month in bed.
"Half a month..." Sosuke was terribly frustrated, but he could not bear to exchange his Points directly for a Body Recovery Potion.
With no other choice, he could only wait for the time being.
"By the way, how is the battle on the Corps Commander's side?"
The maid said she could not provide any definite information on that.
It was not until Uchiha Shū returned in the evening that Sosuke finally learned the truth about the battle on the front line.
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