Minato charged straight into the sea of flames.
Beneath the blazing inferno, his pale eyes narrowed slightly. He spread his hands, one raised and the other lowered, assuming his opening stance.
"Eight Trigrams Palm: Heavenly Spin!"
With a quiet shout, Minato began to spin rapidly amid the countless flames.
"Rumble—!"
Centered on Minato, a powerful current of air spread instantly like a raging whirlwind, forming a tornado nearly ten meters across. The surging flames gathered together and were swept upward into the sky.
Gradually, the winds died down, and the flames faded away.
The ground beneath Minato had caved in, leaving a huge pit nearly ten meters across. The surrounding area was covered with marks left by the high-speed spinning and twisting.
Minato stood calmly in the pit and looked up at Sasori, whose expression was equally composed. He spoke softly.
"An attack of this caliber still doesn't seem like much."
At his words, Sasori lowered his gaze slightly and spoke softly.
"Your body is incredibly powerful. You can release chakra from your body's pressure points in an instant, then rely on intense rotation to form a chakra defense capable of protecting you from anything."
As he spoke, a glint flashed in his eyes. He continued in a quiet voice.
"However, even with this nearly flawless defense, I still have a way to attack your real body."
Hearing Sasori's calm, confident words, Minato's lips curled slightly as he looked at him with pale eyes.
"Oh, I have to admire how quickly you figured out how the Heavenly Spin works. But I can't agree with your confidence, which seems to have no basis."
"Show me, then. How do you plan to break through my absolute defense?"
As soon as Minato finished speaking, Sasori moved in a flash. Instead of retreating, he