Mizuki's voice was as cold as a knife, forcibly choking back everything the man had been about to say.
The man took a step back.
They had undergone the strictest training. The mission was everything. "Trash."
"Pah!"
Mizuki spat, then turned to look at Sasuke.
His appearance had completely changed now.
His arms had become claws, and his legs bent at a strange angle. One glance was enough to tell that his speed was terrifyingly fast.
His head... no longer looked human. It was covered in sharp fangs, practically a beast's head. "Don't be afraid."
"I won't kill you."
"Want to leave? Too late."
"I'm taking that life of yours."
Before Mizuki had even finished speaking, he had already flashed out.
His speed was absurdly fast. The naked eye simply couldn't keep up with his trajectory.
Sasuke's pupils constricted. "Sharingan—open!"
His ocular power activated in an instant, his gaze locking hard onto that afterimage.
But Mizuki's attack still came crashing down.
Not only had his speed doubled, his force had also risen several levels above before.
Sasuke blocked the blow, his posture flawless.
But his whole body was still blasted away.
His arm broke on the spot, the sound of displaced bone ringing out dully. "Hiss... that hurts a little."
Sasuke muttered, then took a special military ration pill made by Tsunade from his pocket.
This thing could quickly repair injuries. "Life Return—"
He directly released that power, absorbing the medicinal effect completely, and his broken arm recovered in the blink of an eye.
Mizuki stood opposite him, a cold smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. "So what if you're a genius? In the face of absolute power, you're nothing."
"There are plenty of geniuses in this world, but very few can truly survive to the end."
"Second