The wooden walls on either side of the corridor and the ceiling rumbled. Vast amounts of earth and rubble appeared out of thin air and gathered, instantly forming two thick earthen walls that crushed inward from left and right toward Uchiha Makoto at the foot of the stairs!
The narrow corridor had been exploited perfectly. This was meant to squash him into a meat patty!
At the same time, Nakajima Ken himself rapidly retreated, not to escape, but to create distance.
With a flick of his left hand, he sent several shuriken whistling sharply through the air. They targeted not Makoto's body, but every direction he might dodge-up, down, left, and right!
Together with the converging earthen walls, they sealed off almost every escape route!
It was a textbook combination: control the field, force the opponent into position, then deliver the killing blow.
Clean and decisive, it demonstrated a jonin's solid fundamentals.
Yet faced with this assault from every direction, Uchiha Makoto's lips curled slightly beneath his mask.
"Perfect. Time to try out my new toy."
He formed no hand seals and barely even moved.
All it took was a slight shift of thought.
Click, click... a soft, rapid series of mechanical clicks sounded behind him!
The thin metal backplate that seemed merely decorative suddenly transformed and extended!
Eight long, sharp lance legs, gleaming with a dark purple metallic sheen and fitted with precise shock-absorbing joints, sprang out in an instant like the legs of a living spider!
These were the Eight Spider Lances Uchiha Makoto had developed based on a certain Douluo.
The eight slender lance legs deployed symmetrically from both sides of the backplate. Each was 1.8 meters long, composed of seven precisely articulated alloy segments.
Their tips were triangular pyramids with blood grooves, their edges lined with