"You bastard!"
Urashiki let out a roar mingled with fury, humiliation, and a trace of despair.
He had never been driven into such a wretched state.
The shadow of death descended in earnest, crushing the last shred of his composure as a "god."
Hum!
Without warning, a vast, savage surge of energy erupted from Urashiki's body, its very nature unlike ordinary chakra.
Rather than attacking directly, this power formed a wave of pure energy that exploded outward with him at its center.
The air compressed into visible white shock waves.
The wooden sword, which had just reached Urashiki's neck, was struck hard by this sudden, brutally overwhelming burst of energy.
Wind Release chakra clashed violently with the shock wave, producing a piercing screech.
Naruto's pupils contracted slightly. An irresistible force surged through his arm, and the sheer eruption of energy shoved him several meters backward, cutting short what should have been a killing blow.
"An emergency power-up?"
Naruto steadied himself, his sharp gaze fixed on Urashiki.
His opponent's aura was soaring rapidly, growing more chaotic-and more dangerous.
But this didn't look like some last-minute breakthrough from a novel. Was he doping instead?
Bad news from the ninja world: Urashiki Otsutsuki, who had always made steady progress through hard work-meaning drugs-had suddenly turned red and purple in the face. Power mattered more than his life; this king of drug tolerance was ready for nine dragons to haul his coffin.
Not a trace of amusement or contempt remained on Urashiki's face. All that was left was an almost insane resolve.
With his left hand, he violently tore off the fishing basket he had been carrying on his back.
Without the slightest hesitation, Urashiki grabbed both sides of the basket and crushed and squeezed it!
The basket deformed like soft clay in his