This fight was hopelessly one-sided. Sasuke, who was stronger than in the original story, faced an Uchiha Itachi who was even weaker than his original counterpart. On top of that, Sasuke knew every trump card Itachi had, while every move Sasuke made kept overturning Itachi's understanding of the world.
Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi had been countered, and his frail body prevented him from unleashing Susanoo's full power. Sasuke and his shadow clones charged together toward the enormous fist of Itachi's Susanoo, Chidori blazing in their hands.
Pitting a kunai against Susanoo really was like throwing an egg against a rock, but Chidori was another matter.
If one strike could not break it, then two would, or three. After sacrificing all his shadow clones' Chidori, the real Sasuke shattered Itachi's Susanoo with his own strike. Lightning flashed through the air, and Sasuke appeared less than half a meter in front of Itachi. His outstretched arm bridged that remaining distance, plunging into Itachi's kidney.
Even Itachi's face twitched. Unlike Chinatsu's stab to his kidney, which had felt more like a spasm deep within his mind, his little brother Sasuke's stab brought nothing but pure pain-the kind that cut right to the bone.
Even as he endured the agony, Itachi had another complaint... Why do you all keep stabbing me in the kidney?! Chinatsu was one thing, but you too?! Who started this habit of stabbing people in the kidney, anyway?!
A coppery taste rose in Itachi's throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he could still activate Susanoo's third stage, with the Totsuka Blade and Yasakani no Magatama as his ultimate trump cards, he could never use them against Sasuke. In other words... he, Uchiha Itachi, had lost.
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