Defeating Obito

Thick dust churned continuously at the bottom of the crater.

Obito knelt on one knee amid the rubble. His once flawless white shell was covered in mud and sand, the right side of his face swollen badly from the kick, his jaw twisted at an eerie angle no ordinary person could achieve.

He raised a pale hand and pressed hard against his jaw. With a teeth-grinding scrape of bone, he forcibly snapped the dislocated joint back into place.

Obito spat out a mouthful of clotted blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his brows drawn tightly together.

Several pitch-black Truth-Seeking Orbs floated before him, their surfaces covered in fine cracks.

Obito widened his only remaining right eye, disbelief filling his gaze.

His Truth-Seeking Orbs could completely erase any chakra nature they touched, reducing all ninjutsu to nothing on the spot.

But when Chenshu Senju had kicked him just now, the Truth-Seeking Orbs had clearly moved on their own to defend him, yet that brute force had torn straight through them. They had utterly failed to stop the sole of his foot.

Why?

Chenshu Senju stood at the edge of the crater with his hands in his pockets, the dark-red Sage markings at the corners of his eyes flickering faintly.

Seeing Obito's utterly shaken expression, he curled his lips in a derisive snort.

Well, this was really an eye-opener.

He had barely transformed and already dared to put on an act right in front of him. Did he really think a pure white skin could make him immune to physical attacks?

Chenshu Senju looked down at Obito and said leisurely, "Isn't it strange? Why isn't your turtle shell working anymore?"

He casually pointed at the Truth-Seeking Orbs before Obito, his eyes full of disdain.

"You think this thing can erase every