Sasuke's Sharingan kept spinning.
Spikes of light, blades, Water Fang Bullets...
Each attack became clear in his eyes.
But seeing the attacks did not mean he could dodge them all.
As he kept dodging, more and more wounds appeared on his body.
In the stands, the Konoha ninjas' expressions gradually grew grim.
Sakura unconsciously clenched her fists.
"Sasuke's been on the defensive the whole time."
Naruto gritted his teeth.
"Chojuro has too many Water Release techniques."
"If this keeps up, Sasuke's going to lose."
Uchiha You stood in the center of the field, calmly watching Sasuke.
Chojuro was certainly no weakling.
His combat experience, ninjutsu combinations, and use of Hiramekarei all far surpassed those of an ordinary genin.
Most importantly, he had not panicked because of Sasuke's Sharingan.
From the start of the match, he had been using Water Release to alter the environment, forcing Sasuke to fight at his pace.
Even an ordinary jonin would have found this chain of attacks extremely troublesome.
But Sasuke had not lost yet.
Uchiha You could tell.
Sasuke had been observing all along.
Observing how quickly Chojuro formed hand seals.
Observing the angles at which he fired his Water Fang Bullets.
Observing the intervals between Hiramekarei's absorption of chakra.
He was waiting for a chance to counterattack.
"Sasuke Uchiha."
Chojuro stood on the water, breathing a little harder than before.
Using Great Waterfall, Water Fang Bullet, and Hiramekarei: Release in succession had consumed a considerable amount of chakra, even for him.
"You're still not going to use Heaven-Burning Eagle?"
Sasuke did not answer.
Chojuro continued:
"I know you've mastered that Fire Release technique."
"But in an environment like this, your Heaven-Burning Eagle won't be able to do much."
"The moment you start preparing it, my Water Release will interrupt you."
Sasuke raised his