"Aogetsu Hyuga, you used spatial transportation, didn't you? Heh... You even know the Fourth Hokage's Ninjutsu." Sweat rolled down Orochimaru's face in the scorching heat as his pale golden, beastlike eyes fixed on Aogetsu, who stood calmly in the distance with his hands in his pockets.
He assumed they had appeared in this blistering volcanic region because Aogetsu had just used a spatial transportation form of Space-Time Ninjutsu.
After all, of every Ninjutsu he knew, only Flying Thunder God could transport people across a great distance in an instant.
"Spatial transportation? You could call it that. This is my domain. I can control everything inside it at will, and every attack is guaranteed to hit." Hands still in his pockets and a lollipop between his lips, Aogetsu looked calmly at Orochimaru and the others.
Domain abilities followed a rule: explaining your ability to someone greatly strengthened it.
An interesting rule.
Normally, explaining an ability should increase one's Cursed Energy, but he had obtained his domain through the system. Since he had no Cursed Energy, it was the domain itself that grew stronger.
"Guaranteed to hit?" Astonishment flickered in the eyes of Orochimaru and the Sound Four. Aogetsu had said it casually, but the idea was terrifying.
Did Aogetsu mean that no matter how they defended themselves or dodged, every attack would hit them?
As if. They weren't buying that!
How could any Ninjutsu guarantee a hit?
If such Ninjutsu existed, learning even one would make anyone a top-tier powerhouse in the Entire Shinobi World.
"That's right. Guar-an-teed." Aogetsu deliberately drew out the word.
"A man who can only talk big is a loser. You're bluffing!" Tayuya reached for the holster strapped to her thigh and pulled out a brown flute, glaring at Aogetsu like a Bratty Girl.
Guaranteed to hit?