Above the night sky, two figures crossed paths at blinding speed.
"Uchiha Style: Sword-Leaping Flame!"
Dozens of afterimages of Shisui appeared around Obito like ghosts. Each afterimage held a short blade burning with green flames and slashed at Obito's vitals from different angles.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Blade light wove together, leaving no gap.
Obito stood where he was, not even moving a foot.
He was like a ghost, letting those sharp blades pass through his body.
"It's useless."
Obito gave a cold laugh.
"No matter how fast you are, if you can't hit my real body, it means nothing."
He suddenly reached out and grabbed at one of the afterimages in front of him.
That afterimage instantly scattered.
"Fake."
He spun again and kicked at the sneak attack behind him.
It still passed right through.
"Also fake."
Obito's lone eye swept rapidly through the afterimages. The Sharingan's insight was pushed to its limit, trying to find the one true body amid the countless illusions filling the sky.
"Found you!"
Obito's gaze locked onto a Shisui diving down from above.
That Shisui's chakra flow was the steadiest, and his eyes were the sharpest.
"Die!"
Obito stopped maintaining his intangibility. His right hand instantly became solid, holding a black chakra rod as he stabbed viciously at that Shisui's chest.
Pfft!
The black rod pierced through his chest.
But Obito's expression changed.
There was no blood.
No sensation of flesh.
The Shisui who had been impaled actually revealed an eerie smile at him, then turned into a cloud of smoke with a "bang."
"Shadow Clone?!"
Obito was shocked.
In this high-speed exchange of attack and defense, Shisui could still form hand seals and use Shadow Clone?
Just then, an intense sense of danger came from Obito's left.
The real Shisui appeared there.
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