The Arena Was Too Small to Stretch Out

Itachi's expression shifted instantly as an indescribable flavor from the fruit pulp flooded his mouth.

Had it been anyone else, they would have spat it out long ago and cursed Zhou Cheng to his face.

But Itachi was Itachi—tenacious, unyielding, and never one to give up easily.

He swallowed the entire fruit in one go.

The area beneath the Arena fell silent; everyone was waiting for Itachi's reaction.

Before long, Itachi opened his palm, and it transformed into a mass of flames, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.

Those in the front row were pushed back a step by the heatwave, their faces flushed crimson from the intense temperature.

Hiss!

The crowd gasped in unison; this terrifying heat was far higher than any Fire Style jutsu!

Sasuke jumped up, his face full of excitement—his brother had grown stronger again!

Shisui watched Itachi intently. He could sense the power of those flames; without activating his Susanoo, Itachi's strength should now be on par with his own!

Uchiha Tadashi felt as though life had lost all meaning; he was in total despair!

Itachi, who was already formidable, had now gained new power and would only become stronger.

He had completely lost any chance of a comeback.

He began to admire his father's foresight; he truly was a man of vision.

Kakashi's single eye widened in astonishment. Flame transformation, such temperature—this guy had grown stronger again!

And not just by a little!

Should I choose to open a book, or something else, to grow stronger?

But I love those books so much; it's such a dilemma!

Tsunade uncrossed her arms, sensing danger in those flames.

Damn it, he wouldn't turn out to be a second Uchiha Madara, would he?

Iruka and Naruto were completely numb; in the few short hours of this day, they had received more shocks than in all their years combined.

Itachi narrowed his eyes, carefully sensing his palm. The temperature was at least a thousand degrees, yet this was not the limit of the flames.

He flipped his hand, and it returned to normal, then he clenched his fist, conjuring a fireball out of thin air.

Hiss!

Beneath the Arena, another wave of gasps erupted.

This was equivalent to casting ninjutsu without hand seals; such an ability was truly terrifying.

No matter how fast one's hand seals were, they could never be instantaneous; there would always be a delay.

But Itachi's new ability could create flames in an instant. In battle, while you were still forming seals, Itachi's flames would already be in your face—how were you supposed to fight that?

"Not bad, at least it's worth looking at!"

"You have obtained the power of the fruit!"

"It's a pity your two chances are already used up. Don't let me down tomorrow!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone rolled their eyes at Zhou Cheng.

In your eyes, this is only "not bad" and "worth looking at"?

Could you stop being so condescending?

Itachi looked at Zhou Cheng, a look of "as expected" appearing in his eyes.

A senior is a senior; is such an ability only "worth looking at" in his eyes?

Just how strong is he?

He bowed to Zhou Cheng before stepping off the Arena and walking over to Sasuke and Shisui.

"Shisui, it's your turn."

Itachi was eager to test his newly acquired ability, but since Shisui hadn't been on the Arena yet, he could only wait for Shisui to finish so they could leave together.

Shisui saw the anticipation in Itachi's eyes, and his own hands itched. What kind of reward could he pull from a Blind Box today?

"Senior, it's my turn!"

Zhou Cheng had always liked those who could deal high damage.

These people were the guarantee of whether he could break the shield in a short time.

Zhou Cheng waved his hand. "Begin!"

Shisui nodded, his expression turning serious!

He set his target on purple.

At his level of strength, only a purple Blind Box or higher could yield items of great use to him.

Green chakra covered his entire body, then formed into a massive skeletal frame!

The skeleton was about to attack, but Zhou Cheng raised a hand to stop it.

"Wait a moment!"

The crowd erupted in an uproar. What was wrong with Zhou Cheng?

Was he afraid?

Many people booed, expressing their dissatisfaction.

It was like taking off one's pants only to be shown this?

"Don't boo, everyone. Yesterday, Shisui used this giant to attack Mr. Zhou Cheng!"

"And what was the result?"

"Are you talking nonsense? If Mr. Zhou Cheng had been hurt, would he still be standing here today?"

Zhou Cheng walked as he spoke, arriving at the edge of the Arena:

"The Arena is too small for you to unleash your full power. I can make an exception for you this once; let's go to a more spacious area so you can attack to your heart's content."

Shisui showed a look of gratitude. The Arena was indeed a bit small for Susanoo. If it transformed into its second stage, it would be like a person standing on a small brick—very awkward.

In that state, Zhou Cheng would be pushed right off the Arena.

He had built this Arena using all the money he had saved before obtaining the system; it was small and dilapidated!

Now that he had money, he hadn't had the time to renovate it.

One could only say that life is unpredictable!

The others finally realized what was happening and immediately cleared a path for Zhou Cheng to walk out.

Shisui first dispelled Susanoo, then walked to a spot twenty or thirty meters away from Zhou Cheng and stood still.

The green skeleton reappeared, then grew flesh and blood, transforming into a giant.

Compared to the skeleton, its size was larger and carried even more oppressive force!

"Senior, be careful!"

Shisui, located inside the giant's forehead, shouted and manipulated Susanoo to punch toward Zhou Cheng.

Watching the fist grow larger and larger, Zhou Cheng smiled faintly. Come on, use some strength!

Boom!

Susanoo's fist slammed fiercely into Zhou Cheng's head.

The immense force caused the ground where Zhou Cheng stood to cave in.

A powerful gust of wind swept through the surroundings, instantly filling the air with dust.

Those standing nearby raised their hands to shield their eyes from the dust.

Soon, the dust settled.

Susanoo's fist was pressed firmly against Zhou Cheng's head. The spot where he stood had turned into a deep crater, and he remained standing in the very center of it.

Whoa!

The crowd gasped once again. A single punch was comparable to a high-powered ninjutsu; it was truly terrifying!

"What kind of ninjutsu is this giant? I've never seen it before!"

"So powerful, the pressure is immense!"

"Ignorant. This is the ninjutsu that can only be learned after the Uchiha Clan's Kekkei Genkai, the Sharingan, evolves to its ultimate form: Susanoo!"

Those seeing Susanoo for the first time all wore expressions of shock.

The Sharingan was already strong enough, but it could evolve further?

Was there any way for others to survive?

No wonder they were ostracized by the village to such a remote place.

Sasuke and Itachi both wore expressions of longing. Mangekyō Sharingan, Susanoo!

They wondered when they would be able to evolve to the Mangekyō.

Kakashi's eyes held surprise. It seemed that every person's Susanoo would be different once their Sharingan evolved into the Mangekyō.

Shisui's was green!

He wondered what the ocular jutsu of his eyes was!

This guy Shisui, his strength was on par with his own!

Tsunade shook her head in regret once more.

He was only sixteen, right? To be able to evolve to the Mangekyō, it was clear he had experienced things beyond what others could imagine!

Perhaps he would become even more corrupted than Madara!

A set of numbers floated above Zhou Cheng's head: -13785.

[Damage dealt: 13,785 points]
[Shield remaining HP: 9,999,999,932,288]
[Damage Rank: Purple]
[Reward obtained: Purple Blind Box]