But faced with Sōsuke Aizen's unreserved praise, Naruto merely opened his mouth in a guileless, goofy laugh.
His face showed utter indifference, as though he had paid no attention at all to those words of praise.
For Naruto, being able to revel in this breathtaking battle was already enough to make him happy and deeply satisfied.
As for anything else, he had not spent much thought on it.
Ultimately, deep within his pure, passionate heart, the only right path was to keep challenging himself and breaking his limits, until he became strong enough to beat Sasuke down every day!
Shengyi silently watched everything unfolding before him. The corners of his lips involuntarily curled upward, and an irrepressible joy welled up in his heart.
He slowly tilted his head to the side... onto his wife Hikari's shoulder, trying to suppress the laughter about to burst from his throat.
In the end, however, he could not hold it back, and a hearty laugh escaped his lips.
There seemed to be a strange, mysterious understanding between Naruto and Sōsuke Aizen, as though they could see into each other's most secret thoughts.
At that moment, as though drawn by some invisible force, the two almost simultaneously unleashed the signature techniques they excelled at and took the most pride in, attempting to bring this breathtaking, white-hot battle to a close.
Yet, unexpectedly, their actions were like flipping a comedy switch, quietly setting off a series of unforeseen chain reactions that gradually turned into an endless vicious cycle-just like an inescapable set of infinitely nesting dolls.
Naruto's clones were by no means insubstantial phantoms, but genuine, undeniably real beings.
Although, compared with his original body, these clones were somewhat fragile and easily destroyed when taking enemy attacks.
If they took the offensive, however, they could