"What's wrong, Sasuke?"
Dozens of Narutos spoke in unison, their voices merging together.
"Did we scare you stupid?"
"Damn it!"
Sasuke's pride suffered an unprecedented blow.
He let out an angry roar.
Bzzz—!
A speck of crimson quietly appeared in his pupils, swiftly transforming into a slowly spinning tomoe.
The Sharingan!
"Oh? His eyes turned red."
One Naruto said with great interest.
"Looks pretty impressive."
Another Naruto stroked his chin and gave a serious-sounding assessment.
"But it's useless!"
Dozens of Narutos shouted in unison again.
"Numbers are justice!"
"Get him!"
Whoosh!
Dozens of Narutos surged toward Sasuke like a tide from all directions.
"Get lost!"
Sasuke's Sharingan spun rapidly.
Under the Sharingan's perception, the movements of Naruto's clones became clearly visible.
He spun sharply, the kunai in his hand turning into streaks of black lightning.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Pfft!
Several Naruto clones at the front instantly turned into puffs of white smoke and vanished.
It worked!
Sasuke was delighted.
The Sharingan truly was invincible!
However, his joy lasted less than three seconds.
He had taken down three.
Five more lunged at him.
"Damn it! Naruto! Curse you!"
Human wave tactics.
The simplest, most shameless, and most effective tactic.
Before absolute numbers, even the Sharingan's perception seemed inadequate.
In a corner.
A tall figure leaned against the shadow of a large tree at the edge of the training ground, nearly blending into the darkness.
He had a wild mane of white hair and wore a forehead protector engraved with the character for "oil."
Jiraiya, one of the Three Sannin.
The Multiple Shadow Clone Technique.
That was a forbidden technique left behind by the Second Hokage.
The newly appointed Fifth Hokage had actually taught such a ninjutsu to little Naruto. That was far too reckless.
"Get lost!"
Sasuke's roar echoed across the