To Repay My Debts, I'll Become Hokage!

"Oh?" Uchiha Chonhua was surprised; there were gold grains hidden within that yellow sand.

Seeing the presence of gold dust, Uchiha Chonhua smiled with satisfaction.

--This was the Rasa who played with gold dust that he was familiar with.

"Ha! Gold Dust World Method!"

Rasa let out a cold shout, and the gold dust exploded outward, transforming into spears that pierced everything in the vicinity.

Uchiha Chonhua hurriedly tried to leap away, only to find his left foot seized by yellow sand wrapped in gold dust.

Uchiha Chonhua's pupils constricted. When did this happen!?

Sshhh, sshhh, sshhh—

Uchiha Chonhua's figure distorted as he was impaled by the gold dust spears; one spear even pierced directly through his Sharingan and out the back of his skull!

"Lord Chonhua!"

"Chonhua!"

Those watching Uchiha Chonhua cried out in alarm.

Mikoto Uchiha let out a cry of disbelief, something shattering within her heart as a surge of special energy swirled in her eyes.

A pair of one-tomoe Sharingan manifested in Mikoto Uchiha's eyes.

But Mikoto Uchiha did not care about any new power; her eyes turned red, hot tears welled up, and her body trembled.

Chonhua... was dead?

Such a sudden turn of events left the young girl teetering on the brink of collapse.

"Mikoto!"

Hizashi Hyuga struck back an enemy with an Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm and rushed to Mikoto Uchiha's side.

"Chonhua will definitely be fine; you must trust in his strength! Everything before us is a fake."

Chapter 68: Rasa: You've Fallen for My Trap!

Hearing Hizashi Hyuga's words, Mikoto Uchiha regained her senses, and the feeling of heart-palpitating dread began to subside.

Only then did she realize her body felt weak; Mikoto Uchiha collapsed, sitting on the ground like a duck.

"Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm!"

Hizashi Hyuga threw a palm, sending an approaching Sunagakure ninja flying, and looked back to shout.

"Mikoto, pull yourself together! This is a battlefield; there is no time for you to relax!"

"Yes!"

Mikoto Uchiha hurriedly stood up. Although her body still felt somewhat weak, she had fortunately calmed down.

Concern leads to chaos; how could Chonhua possibly be in trouble?

He was a genius with immense strength. She had heard Nawaki and the others talk about this Rasa; he only knew how to run away, so how could he be a match for Chonhua?

The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. Mikoto Uchiha let out a long sigh of relief, only then noticing that the world before her had become different.

It was clearer, more thorough, and the movements of her enemies had slowed down significantly in her eyes.

This situation...

Mikoto Uchiha ducked to easily dodge an enemy's attack, pulled a kunai from the ninja tool pouch behind her, and thrust it forward.

A few drops of blood splattered onto her face as the Sunagakure ninja twitched a few times before going silent.

Mikoto Uchiha was certain: Chonhua was absolutely fine.

The boost provided by the ability of a one-tomoe Sharingan alone was immense, let alone the Three-Tomoe Sharingan that Chonhua possessed.

"Honestly, what a false alarm."

Mikoto Uchiha wiped away her tears; within her line of sight, crows were flying.

The corners of Hizashi Hyuga's mouth curved upward as he muttered to himself, "A person of destiny wouldn't meet their end here."

--His suspended heart finally settled back into place.

Rasa was not Mikoto Uchiha, nor was he an arrogant fool.

He had crossed blades with Uchiha Chonhua before and knew deeply just how troublesome the other party was.

The Gold Dust World Method had pierced the opponent through and through, leaving him looking miserable and difficult to look at.

Rasa kept a cold face, watching silently.

Sure enough, the next moment, the mouth on Uchiha Chonhua's riddled face suddenly moved.

He said with sudden regret, "As expected, I couldn't fool you."

Caw, caw—

Uchiha Chonhua's figure dissipated into several crows that flew away.

Rasa waved the gold dust-infused sand to surround himself completely.

Shield of Sand.

Subsequently, the surrounding yellow sand converged in the air, forming a realistic eyeball.

The eyeball fed the situation around the Shield of Sand back to Rasa, who was hidden inside.

"He's not here. Where did Uchiha Chonhua run off to!"

Rasa frowned.

"I'm right here!"

Rasa's pupils constricted; the voice was close, right in front of him!?

Could it be!?

Inside the dark Shield of Sand, Rasa's gaze swept across the inner wall of sand.

Bang!

A grain of sand transformed into Uchiha Chonhua, who smiled as he reached out his right hand to grab Rasa by the throat, pinning him against the sand wall.

"Argh!"

Rasa felt a massive force strike his neck; his throat was damaged, and he coughed up a trace of blood.

Uchiha Chonhua did not cease his assault, bending his right leg to deliver a knee strike.

Puff—

Rasa reacted quickly, hurriedly gathering yellow sand in front of him to block Uchiha Chonhua's knee.

The next second, Rasa waved both hands, and the inner walls of the Shield of Sand shifted, causing spears infused with gold dust to thrust downward.

Seeing this, Uchiha Chonhua's chakra erupted, instantly completing the nature transformation of Lightning Release.

Lightning crackled around his entire body, the light illuminating the interior of the Shield of Sand.

The spears were shattered by the lightning one after another.

Even with the density increased by the gold dust, they could not withstand Uchiha Chonhua's lightning.

My Lightning Release concentration is superior to yours!

Uchiha Chonhua's hair stood on end from the electricity, his blood-red Sharingan staring fixedly at Rasa.

In this scene, he looked like a god descended from the heavens, ready to strike down a monster on the spot!

"Sending you to the afterlife!"

Uchiha Chonhua opened his left hand, and a sphere of deep blue chakra floated up.

Rasa's pupils shrank, his expression turning ugly.

A ninjutsu without hand seals!?

Uchiha Chonhua raised his hand to strike.

Rasengan!

Seeing the high-concentration chakra sphere about to strike, Rasa pursed his lips, his face twisted.

"Ha!"

Rasa let out a low shout, and the gourd at his waist erupted with a massive amount of yellow sand. In an instant, it burst through the Shield of Sand, the sand howling into the sky and scattering everywhere!

The sudden eruption of sand caught everyone present off guard, burying them before they could even react.

"Cough, cough."

Mikoto Uchiha poked her head out from the sand, coughing a few times to clear the grit from her mouth.

Hizashi Hyuga, his long hair disheveled, rose from the sand and turned his Byakugan toward the center of the sand pile.

The Rasengan in Uchiha Chonhua's hand stopped right in front of Rasa.

A trail of blood spilled from the corner of Rasa's mouth, and the smell of scorched flesh emanated from his neck—a wound caused by the lightning surrounding Uchiha Chonhua.

His eyes were fierce as he glanced at the Rasengan inches away, then looked back at Uchiha Chonhua.

Rasa said, "It seems you understand why I did this."

Uchiha Chonhua said coldly, "This large-scale sand covers the Konoha and Sunagakure ninjas in the vicinity."

"I know you have a technique that can crush people to death with sand, but..."

Uchiha Chonhua spoke slowly, "The larger the range, the lower the precision. You are hesitating to act now because you cannot distinguish between friend and foe, fearing that this technique will harm the Sunagakure ninjas."

"Exactly right." Rasa opened his left hand and said, "As long as I clench this hand into a fist, everyone surrounded by the yellow sand will be crushed to death by me."

"You want to survive."

Uchiha Chonhua said flatly.

Rasa sneered, "As a ninja of Sunagakure, there is no trash here who would wag their tail and beg an enemy for their life!"

"Since I've been subdued by you and cannot escape death, let me make one final contribution to Sunagakure before I perish!"

Snap!

Rasa clenched his left hand into a fierce fist.

Uchiha Chonhua watched Rasa with cold indifference.

His words sounded righteous and heroic, but his actions were entirely the opposite.

The yellow sand beneath Uchiha Chonhua's feet surged under his control, morphing into spears that thrust toward him.

Yellow sand danced across the sky as a cube and a triangular pyramid took shape in an instant, plummeting from the air.

Simultaneously, the sand behind Uchiha Chonhua rose like a tsunami, clawing toward him.

"You've miscalculated, Uchiha Chonhua! I want to see how much longer your chakra can sustain your lightning discharges!"

If he truly wanted to break free from Uchiha Chonhua's restraint, there would be no need for such extreme measures.

Uchiha Chonhua had guessed part of it right; Rasa's precision was indeed lacking. If he were to unleash the Sand Waterfall Funeral, it would strike friend and foe alike, causing heavy casualties for the Konoha ninja, and his own Sunagakure forces would suffer the same fate.

He loved Sunagakure, so naturally, he would not choose such a path.

His previous words were merely a ruse to buy himself a moment to refine his chakra.

Rasa smirked mockingly; Uchiha Chonhua had fallen for the trap, truly believing he was a man desperate enough to disregard everything and gamble his life on a final strike.

Let go of me, try to dodge these attacks, and then drown in the yellow sand!

Facing attacks from all directions, Uchiha Chonhua remained calm in the face of danger.

"How much longer can I discharge lightning? Heh, far longer than you can imagine."

He was a man who possessed a "ton" of chakra; this level of consumption was nothing to him.

However...

Uchiha Chonhua released his grip on Rasa's neck.