The crimson barrier of the Four Red Yang Formation flickered violently, but quickly stabilized again.
The four Jonin standing at the corners steadily supplied Chakra, fine beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.
"It held! The Four Red Yang Formation didn't break!"
"Lord Orochimaru's Rashomon blocked the Tailed Beast Ball too!"
"But Lord Orochimaru still hasn't gained the upper hand..."
"The Tailed Beast Jinchuriki is unbelievably tough!
An ordinary Jonin would've been crippled by that kind of attack long ago!"
In the VIP stands, the Land of Lightning's daimyo finally smiled in satisfaction and raised his wine cup toward the Land of Fire's daimyo.
"Looks like the Tailed Beast Jinchuriki performed rather well. What do you think, sir?"
The Land of Fire's daimyo did not answer. He merely stared at the arena, his expression growing increasingly grim.
Kushina stood at the edge of the stands as well, her heart pounding like a drum. "Mirai... Senior Orochimaru won't lose, will he?"
Mirai took her hand. "He won't. Trust him."
"But that red Hidden Cloud monster looks so strong!"
"No matter how strong he is, he's still just an octopus," Mirai said. "Look at his eyes—he's almost at his limit."
Orochimaru saw it too. Blue B's breathing was growing heavier, his eyes bloodshot, his movements half a beat slower than before.
The Tailed Beast cloak was still there, but its glow was no longer as stable as it had been at the start. It flickered now and then.
A slow smile curled across Orochimaru's lips—this was the moment he had been waiting for.
He abruptly bit his finger and slapped his hand against the ground. "Summoning Jutsu!"
A massive Black Snake emerged from a cloud of white smoke, opening its bloody maw as it lunged at Blue B!
Then Orochimaru clapped his