A fierce wind swept up yellow sand as the rising sun shone upon the world.
A group slowly emerged from the boundless sandstorm.
At the head was naturally Shiraishi Yoshijo, followed by Tengui, Long, Uchiha Reika, Suigetsu Yuki, Terumi Mei, as well as Gaara, Rōran's representative, and Kankuro, the Land of Bears' representative.
Another group slowly appeared beneath the morning glow.
Naruto, Jiraiya, Might Guy, Ōnoki, Kitsuchi, the Fourth Raikage A, and Killer B.
The two sides stopped several hundred meters apart and stared at one another. Some wore complicated expressions, some sneered, and some radiated killing intent.
A circular spatial portal abruptly appeared between them, and Sasuke, clad in a black trench coat, stepped out.
"Let me serve as the arbiter for this battle that will decide the fate of the world. Naruto, Shiraishi Yoshijo, do either of you object?"
Naruto struck his fist against his palm and declared confidently, "Of course not!"
Shiraishi Yoshijo smiled. "So it really is you, Sasuke. Let me ask—how do you intend to arbitrate this battle?"
"There are no rules in this battle. It will end only when one side surrenders or dies. Any attempt to interfere with the battle will be stopped by me. Ignore my warning, and you will bear the consequences."
Sasuke drew the Kusanagi Sword and raised it high. "Both sides, step forward. Everyone else, fall back!"
"Heh, little Sasuke looks pretty cool." Reika leaned close to Shiraishi Yoshijo's ear with a beaming smile. "I want to kill all these people. What do you think?"
"No need. Just wait quietly. The real battlefield isn't here."
"I know, but it'll be troublesome if we let them live."
"The world isn't watching only Sasuke. Just don't let him interfere."
Shiraishi Yoshijo slowly stepped forward, and Naruto walked out as well.
Sasuke