But the special material he had manifested combined extraordinary hardness, chakra conductivity, and perfect responsiveness to Magnet Release. The Sand Blades it formed were already every bit as sharp as legendary weapons like the Kusanagi Sword!
With Manda out of the fight, Orochimaru looked at Uchiha Makoto with a dark expression. The amusement in his eyes had vanished, leaving only icy killing intent and a trace of offended anger.
He opened his mouth wide, his throat writhing.
"Urgh!"
He spat out a long sword of simple, ancient design, its blade gleaming coldly, and gripped it in his hand. It was the Kusanagi Sword!
He intended to enter the fray himself and use this weapon, capable of cutting through anything, to slay this bizarre "Uchiha." Then he would thoroughly study that unusual gold dust and this body!
Yet just as Orochimaru pointed his sword at Tufeng, his killing intent on the verge of erupting-
"Tufeng, stand down." Uchiha Makoto's calm voice came from Moyu's back.
Tufeng did not hesitate in the slightest. Without so much as another glance at Orochimaru, he drifted backward.
Orochimaru frowned and looked at Uchiha Makoto. "What, having second thoughts? Want to beg your teacher for mercy?"
"No." Uchiha Makoto shook his head, his face expressionless. "I've seen Tufeng's strength. It's a test. One event is enough."
His gaze swept over the other two masterpieces beside him.
Yako had long since proven her worth on the front lines of the Third Shinobi World War. Her strength was plain for all to see; there was no need to test it against Orochimaru again.
Then...
"A Mu." Uchiha Makoto's gaze settled on the female ninja to his right, her hair golden, her eyes blue, and her delicate face utterly expressionless. "Your turn. Let me see how your five-in-one package