"Urashiki Otsutsuki?"
I raised an eyebrow.
I eyed this white-eyed show-off who had crossed dimensions to act tough.
I ground my toe twice against the scorched floor.
The bastard had only just planted his foot.
He was still holding his dramatic pose.
His red fishing rod swept a half circle through the air.
I wasn't about to indulge him. My right hand grabbed the wooden clothes rack beside me.
Divine Tree Chakra flooded into it instantly.
The already sturdy wood swelled with a creak.
A pitch-black layer of Armament Haki coated its surface.
"Descend, my ass!"
I swung the wooden rack in a full arc.
And smashed it straight at his pale face.
The howling rush of air exploded through the basement.
Even the air compressed into a ring of white mist.
Urashiki's red Rinnegan contracted sharply.
Before he could raise his fishing rod to block.
The wooden rack slammed squarely into his face.
Bang!
A dull thud rang out.
Mixed with the crisp crack of breaking bones.
My blow sent Urashiki flying backward into the purple-lit rift, Fish Basket and all.
Like a ball someone had kicked with all their strength.
A drawn-out scream came from inside the rift.
"You native-you dare-"
I followed through, shoving the wooden rack into the spatial rift.
"Get back in there!"
The wooden rack wedged itself in the middle of the rift.
Divine Tree Origin surged wildly.
Countless Wood Release fibers bristled outward like a hedgehog's spines.
They forced the spatial passage to warp and close.
The grinding cracks were enough to set anyone's teeth on edge.
Finally, with a pop.
The purple light went out completely.
Only half a wooden rack remained, sliced cleanly by space, and fell to the floor.
The cut was smooth enough to serve as a mirror.
Peace