If he only had to buy a little time... it should be fine.
Sasori glanced at the scroll in his hand and made up his mind.
"Naive."
The instant the vicious words left his mouth, a streak of lightning flashed before Sasori. Iburama, in Lightning Release Chakra Mode, appeared right in front of him.
The Ninja Blade in his hand glinted with cold lightning, poised to slash into Sasori's body the next moment.
With the blade so close, Sasori remained calm and opened the scroll in his hand.
As the Fire Scroll unfurled, a wave of scorching flames burst out.
The fierce flames formed a wall of fire before Sasori, swallowing Iburama whole.
"AAAAAH!"
A scream of agony came from within the fiery waves.
Clearly, even with his defenses greatly enhanced by Lightning Release Chakra Mode, Iburama couldn't withstand such terrifying flames.
The flames' scorching heat made the air around them rise, and they also had tremendous melting power.
The only regrettable thing was that this ninjutsu wasn't fully developed. If it could be combined with a Human Puppet, allowing the size of the flames to be controlled at will with chakra, its power might reach a whole new level.
Still, even in its incomplete state, the technique was more than enough to teach the overconfident Iburama a lesson.
Iburama was indeed incredibly powerful, a rare talent even among elite jonin. But he shouldn't have been so confident in his abilities—so arrogant, even.
Under flames this terrifying, even if Iburama didn't die, he'd be badly wounded!
The flames died down, revealing Iburama once more.
He was in a pitiful state. His muscular body was covered in wounds, and his hair looked scorched, giving off a strange smell. Even his Ninja Blade had disappeared.
Iburama gasped for breath, struggling to stay