"Kimimaro Kaguya, Lord Jing Xiu's shield! If you wish to trouble Lord Jing Xiu, you will have to step over my corpse!"
Hearing Kimimaro say this, both Itachi and Black Zetsu, who was hiding somewhere unknown, frowned.
The failure of Tsukuyomi, the strongest ocular genjutsu apart from Kotoamatsukami, shook Uchiha Itachi's confidence in his own strength.
Kimimaro's Byakugan had weakened Tsukuyomi's power by at least thirty percent.
Unless Kimimaro's divine soul cultivation reached the second stage, he could not withstand ninety-six hours of intense torment.
Naturally, Itachi knew none of this. He was somewhat bewildered.
Back then, Jing Xiu had burned Kaguya Tiexue's bone forest to ashes with Sage Art: True Flame Annihilation.
Itachi could likewise accomplish this with Amaterasu.
But his fighting skills, especially his taijutsu, were far inferior to Jing Xiu's.
Kimimaro's taijutsu was also far superior to Kaguya Tiexue's.
With that comparison, Itachi immediately lost his confidence in winning.
But God Itachi lived up to his name. Even without any real advantage, he could still create opportunities that suited him.
"Obito, if you won't act now, when will you?"
The bones of the first stage of Susanoo appeared over Uchiha Itachi's arms and legs.
With Susanoo's enhancement, Itachi could briefly fight Kimimaro head-on in taijutsu.
With the Chinese Martial Arts Version: Eight Trigrams Palm that Jing Xiu had taught him, along with the Hyuga's Gentle Fist,
Kimimaro's footwork flowed like a roaming dragon.
The bone-clad fists in his hands were like steel.
The sections of stone pillars looked remarkably like the plum blossom poles used in traditional Chinese martial arts.
Eight Trigrams footwork roamed like a dragon, subtle glimmers hidden among scattered plum blossoms.
The crimson phoenix faced the morning sun, the great roc spread its wings and descended from the sky.
Erlang bore mountains to display