Orochimaru did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned his head and glanced at him. "Blue B's seal is rather unstable, and his mental fluctuations are severe.
"If he loses control, he might release the Eight-Tails' complete form in the arena."
"Let him release it! The Four Red Yang Formation can withstand it anyway."
Mirai considered it. "If you sense that he is about to fully transform into a Tailed Beast, end the fight as quickly as possible. Don't hold back."
"At a critical moment, you may kill him!"
"Fine." Orochimaru stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, his smile taking on an unsettling edge. "I happen to have two new techniques. I've been looking for someone to test them on."
Not far away, in Hidden Cloud's contestant area.
A patted Blue B on the shoulder, his tone carrying a rare hint of gentleness.
"You're up for the second match. Your opponent is Orochimaru. Be careful."
"I'll give it everything I have." Blue B's voice was somewhat hoarse, with pronounced dark circles around his eyes. He looked as though he had not slept properly in days. "It's just that the Eight-Tails' emotions have been unstable... If something goes wrong during the fight..."
"Then let it out." A interrupted him. "Orochimaru is one of Konoha's Sannin. He's no weakling. But if he pushes the Eight-Tails too far and it comes out to tear down the arena, that's his own fault."
Blue B fell silent for several seconds, then nodded. "...Understood."
"Don't burden yourself mentally." A patted him again. "Win if you can. If you can't, it doesn't matter. I'll cover the final match anyway."
Blue B did not respond. He merely removed the broad-bladed sword from his back and gripped it in his hand, rolling his wrist before turning toward the