Kamui? Broken!

Yongye stood his ground, his feet planted firmly.

He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. That was all. His left hand stayed in his pocket, while his right fist hung at his side.

He neither blocked Obito's punch nor attacked him. He simply stayed poised to strike!

Obito's pupils contracted sharply.

Something's wrong!

He had already thrown his punch. It was less than a fist's width from Yongye's face.

Yet Yongye's dark eyes watched him calmly. He made no move to dodge or block. He did not even blink.

This was not the frozen stare of someone too frightened to react. It was genuine, unshakable composure.

A sense of dread rose in Obito's chest.

His Kamui phasing let him shift between tangible and intangible, making his movements impossible to predict.

Past opponents had either been run ragged by his phasing or caught off guard by his physical attacks.

That switch was the heart of his tactics: when you attacked, he phased, and your fist passed harmlessly through him. The moment you let your guard down, he turned solid and smashed your face in!

Against most opponents, that was enough to throw them into a panic and give him the upper hand.

But this opponent was not panicking.

Yongye just stood there, fist clenched, like a bow drawn to its limit and ready to unleash a thunderous strike!

Obito realized the danger: if Yongye saw the instant he turned solid, Yongye's counterpunch would be faster than his attack!

His strike would not even land before the counterattack hit him.

He had to time every switch perfectly. He could not leave an opening while solid.

Before coming here, Obito had never considered that possibility. He had thought he was the perfect counter to Uchiha Yongye.

However powerful the