The fury of spiked hair and the killing intent in serpentine eyes

After a while, the crackling electricity finally subsided.

Temari and Kankuro gradually recovered as well.

"Luckily, no one passes by here, otherwise it would be a huge problem." Kankuro breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile finally appeared on his face.

The scroll being stolen was the least of their worries; their lives would likely be at stake.

"It shouldn't be that bad," Temari shook her head. "This kind of attack is two-way. While we're getting hit inside, anyone trying to get close outside will also be electrocuted."

"I see." Kankuro nodded.

"Never mind, it's good that nothing happened this time."

"Speaking of which, that guy covered in bandages was actually quite skilled."

"Not only is he fast enough to last so long against Gaara, but also..."

He paused, unable to find the right words to describe it.

In the end, he just sighed softly, "My mind is just too quick."

"Who says otherwise?" Temari nodded in agreement.

I've never met such a shrewd person before.

You can never guess what he'll do next; you can only try to deduce it after things have turned out.

He's definitely a formidable character.

Can Gaara...?

Thinking of this, Temari's expression suddenly tightened.

"Why haven't Gaara?"

Kankuro frowned.

Oh, right, Gaara.

The two of them turned their heads in unison to look at Gaara.

At a glance, Gaara holding a black umbrella, frozen in place, unable to move.

What's going on?

Temari pulled out a fan from behind her back and swung it forcefully.

The gust of wind blew the black umbrella away from Gaara.

The electric current surrounding Gaara dissipated instantly.

"Gaara, are you alright?" Temari asked quickly.

Kankuro also turned his gaze in that direction.

Just who is that man in black robes?

It's outrageous that Gaara to this extent.

Gaara faltered slightly upon hearing this.

"It's alright."

He put the sand back into the gourd, looked up at them, and said, "Let's go."

Neither Temari nor Kankuro responded.

I was so nervous just now that no one noticed what Gaara looked like.

But now...

"What's wrong?" Gaara that their expressions were a little off.

A hint of doubt flashed across that cold face.

To be honest, it's nothing much, it's just...

Temari stared at Gaara's spiky red hair, completely at a loss for words.

How could she possibly describe it appropriately?

"Gaara, your new hairstyle is quite unique!"

Hahahaha...

Kankuro didn't Temari Temari's concerns and burst out laughing.

This straight, frizzy hairstyle actually suits Gaara quite well now.

That's absolutely hilarious!

???

Gaara was momentarily stunned by their reactions.

Too lazy to ask any more questions, he reached out and pressed his right eye, using Ninjutsu to solidify the sand into an eyeball.

The eye made of sand rolled around, finally focusing its pupil on itself.

Through this thing, Gaara saw his new look very clearly.

His red hair stood on end, looking as spiky as Sasuke Uchiha's, a striking sight.

Gaara fell silent upon seeing his own state.

"I'm going to grind you into powder!" The voice was so somber it sounded like it was squeezed out from a crack in the ground.

The killing intent that had previously dissipated surged back into Gaara's body, causing the air within a hundred miles to freeze.

This murderous aura is far more chilling than before.

Gaara stomped on and crushed that eyeball.

His gaze was fixed straight into the distance.

If I run into him again, I'll definitely kill him!

That guy definitely did it on purpose!

On the other side, Wu Chiwu had long forgotten about his newly created "emo" look.

He carried Hozuki and Shiro, weaving back and forth among the treetops.

"Let's split up; that will be much faster," Wu Chiwu said to the other two, resting his chin on his hand.

His white hair swayed in the wind, and his black robe fluttered in the breeze.

Hozuki and Shiro exchanged a glance, offered no objection, and immediately turned onto another road.

Meanwhile, Orochimaru was staring meaningfully at Sasuke across from him.

"What you want is this Earth Scroll in our hands, isn't it?"

Is this Sasuke Uchiha? The last remaining member of the Uchiha Clan?

As the younger brother of the two people he cares about most, what kind of outstanding performance can Sasuke deliver?

That really makes me look forward to it.

He stuck his tongue out, then swallowed the Earth Scroll directly down his throat like a snake.

The shadow covered the lowered half of his face, and the eerie and sinister aura about him was indescribable.

"Let's begin."

"The Battle for the Scrolls"

"I'd gamble with my life!"

Sasuke Uchiha, let me see what you're made of!

He pressed his fingers to his eyelids, raised his head, and glanced at Sasuke.

Sasuke and Sakura were stunned into place by the astonishing killing intent.

"Is it Genjutsu?" Cold sweat streamed down Sasuke's face.

"No, no, this is pure killing intent."

"What the hell? Just one glance into his eyes and the feeling of death shot straight into my head."

"What kind of person is this guy anyway?"

Sasuke pulled himself back to reality and turned to look at Sakura, who hadn't spoken for a long time.

He suddenly noticed that Sakura was trembling uncontrollably.

Sakura.

No, we have no choice but to escape now.

If they don't run, they're doomed.

"Is he unable to move anymore?" Orochimaru's eyes flashed with disappointment.

That's all the skill they have; they're nowhere near as good as their older brother.

Sasuke gritted his teeth, staring at his body that wouldn't obey him.

Get moving, get moving, get moving!

We absolutely cannot fall here!

He reached out his right hand, touched the Shuriken strapped to his leg, and, trembling all over, managed to grip it.

He then mustered all his strength and finally managed to stand up straight again.

Seeing this, Orochimaru smiled with satisfaction.

That's more like it!

Let me try you one more time!

"So what do you plan to do?" Orochimaru picked up Kunai and strolled slowly toward Sasuke.

He walked along, talking to himself.

"Don't worry, it'll be over in the blink of an eye."

"It won't even give you a chance to feel any pain."

"I was hoping you'd play with me a little longer."

"What a pity."

The cold light of the Kunai pierced Sasuke's eyes, and his expression became even more tense.

We can't afford to waste any more time; we need to come up with a solution quickly.

He finally raised the Kunai in his hand and plunged it into his own thigh before he could react. Blood splattered out, and the excruciating pain jolted him back to his senses.

He scooped up Sakura and vanished in the blink of an eye.

"He's actually using pain to suppress his fear." Orochimaru stuck out his tongue again, his words carrying a long, drawn-out meaning.

"This is certainly no ordinary prey."

The Uchiha Clan is certainly interesting!

It's not bad that you came up with this idea.

This is getting interesting.

Sasuke had just escaped to the other side when he ran into a giant, eerily large Giant Python.

"Don't come any closer!"

Staring into those eyes that were exactly like Orochimaru's, he threw countless Shuriken at the Giant Python.

The Great Snake crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

"Is it over?" Sasuke stared intently at the Giant Python.

Immediately afterward, his expression changed drastically.

How could that be?

A figure is emerging from the head of the Giant Python opposite.

He looked up, and that familiar face came back into Sasuke's eyes.

It was that eerie, long-haired woman from before.

Orochimaru, covered in slime, raised his head, his gaze deep and cold.

His voice was hoarse, and eerily low.

"When you're the prey, you can't relax for even a moment."

They had to stay on edge, constantly scrambling to escape, especially right under the noses of predators.

"It's not good enough as it is now."

"This shouldn't be all you're capable of, should it?"

"Sasuke Uchiha!"

He coiled himself around the tree like a snake and suddenly lunged at Sasuke opposite him.

A murderous aura emanated from him, and the oppressive feeling made it hard to breathe.

Sasuke locked onto the strange ninja charging towards him.

Who exactly is this person?

How could it be this strong!

Right at this juncture.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Countless Shuriken, gleaming coldly, tore through the air, directly blocking Orochimaru's attack.

who?

Following the path the Shuriken, Orochimaru slowly raised his gaze.

Sasuke and Sakura also looked over.

This is?

It was him?