"How could this brat have so much Chakra?!" Yantie was rocked to his core. He had never imagined a Genin could unleash such powerful jutsu one after another.
Thank goodness he'd been cautious and sent out a Rock Clone to test the waters first. Otherwise, that last attack might have cost him dearly.
A powerful killing intent surged from the depths of his heart. This brat had to be eliminated as soon as possible!
A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He swiftly formed Hand Seals and summoned another Rock Giant.
"Go! Crush him!" the Rock Giant roared, charging toward Haotian with heavy, thundering steps.
Haotian didn't retreat in the slightest. A cold smile curled his lips.
He knew his opponent thought he'd run out of Chakra. This was the perfect moment to counterattack.
He formed Hand Seals again. This time, golden light shimmered around him, and a clone identical to his true self appeared at his side.
"Hmph, a cheap trick!" Yantie scoffed. He controlled the Rock Giant to bring its palm down, crushing Haotian's golden clone to pieces.
The stone palm's momentum carried it onward, slamming into the ground and shaking the entire forest.
Looking at the shattered clone, Yantie sneered. "Boy, you've run out of Chakra, haven't you? Now I'll send you straight to hell!"
But just as Yantie was gloating, he felt a burning sensation on his wrist.
He looked down. The golden clone he'd smashed had turned into a mass of thick, golden liquid that clung tightly to the Rock Giant's arm. White smoke billowed from it as it rapidly melted the stone.
"How is this possible?!" Yantie's eyes widened in shock. Before he could react, the golden liquid had completely melted the Rock Giant's arm and was spreading upward along it.
A powerful sense of danger engulfed Yantie. He suddenly realized this wasn't an ordinary clone at all, but a trap containing terrifying energy!
"Get off me!!" Yantie roared, struggling with all his might to break free. But the golden liquid clung to his arm like a persistent parasite, impossible to shake off.
At that moment, the golden light grew even brighter. A dense cloud of nuclear radiation surged out from the melting clone and instantly enveloped Yantie.
Yantie felt a searing pain in his arm. The agony spread rapidly through his body. He could feel his flesh burning and his bones melting.
"Ah—!" Yantie let out a bloodcurdling scream, struggling desperately to escape the terrifying cloud of nuclear radiation. But it was all in vain.
His body had already begun to disintegrate.
He stared at Haotian in the distance, his face expressionless, his eyes bloodshot with fury and resentment.
"Damn it..." Gritting his teeth, he raised his other hand without hesitation and hacked at the arm wrapped in golden liquid.
Yantie clenched his teeth and let out a beastlike roar. His unharmed arm blurred as it slashed viciously at the arm being consumed by the golden liquid.
The excruciating pain made his vision go black, and he nearly fainted. But his instinct to survive let him endure the agonizing pain.
The severed arm hit the ground. With a sizzling hiss, the golden liquid quickly devoured it completely.
Clutching the stump spurting blood, Yantie glared at Haotian with blood-red eyes, a frenzied fire of vengeance burning in his heart.
"Brat, I'll kill you!" he howled, shooting toward Haotian like an arrow loosed from a bow. The heavy stench of blood spread behind him.
But before he could reach Haotian, his steps abruptly faltered.
A sickly sweetness rose in his throat. He spat up a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red.
Yantie swayed several times before collapsing limply to the ground. He struggled to get up, only to find his body no longer obeyed him. His limbs had gone numb, and his consciousness began to blur.
Haotian watched it all calmly, without the slightest change in his expression, even with a hint of contempt.
"Did you think cutting off your arm would let you escape? How naive." His voice was cold and clear, like the ice of midwinter.
"My Nuclear Release clone isn't just a simple Clone Technique. It contains a high concentration of nuclear radiation. The air you've breathed and every inch of ground you've touched are contaminated. All you cut off was a limb that had already been infected."
Yantie's eyes widened, filled with terror and despair.
At last, he understood that he'd been wrong from the very beginning.
He'd been so focused on landing the perfect strike that he'd overlooked Haotian's true objective.
He'd wanted to end the fight quickly, only to fall into his opponent's trap instead.
"You... You..." He tried to say something, but could only make an incoherent sound as blood kept rising in his throat.
"My poison has no cure." Haotian cut him off coldly. He raised his hand and sent a Kunai flying like lightning, piercing Yantie's head with pinpoint accuracy.
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