"Too slow."
"And it's too noisy."
Gen'yō's words, filled with extreme impatience and endless contempt, pierced the ears of the Fourth Raikage A, who was charging at top speed, like the sharpest ice spikes.
Too slow?
It's noisy?
Raikage A felt an uncontrollable rage surge from the depths of his heart straight to the top of his head!
He unleashed his strongest attack, burning with the last of his life and risking all his dignity, yet this man saw it as merely "too slow" and "too noisy"?!
What a humiliation!
"Die!!"
Raikage A roared madly in his heart, channeling all his anger and resentment into his left fist, which shone with an indigo light!
He can see!
He could clearly see the man hovering less than ten meters in front of him, his face even showing a hint of languor from just finishing a yawn!
He had absolutely no defense!
He didn't even activate Susanoo!
He's dead!
This punch, imbued with all of my life force, could blast a hole in even a fully-formed Susanoo!
Let alone a mere body of flesh and blood!
It's getting closer!
Closer!
Five meters!
Three meters!
One meter!
A sinister and gleeful smile even appeared on Raikage A's face!
He could almost see the scene of this arrogant man being blasted into a cloud of blood mist by his punch!
However--
Just Setsuna before his fist was about to touch Gen'yō's body.
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something extremely strange and incongruous.
A tiny ripple, as if created by a distortion of the air, appeared without warning in front of his fist.
What is that?
A hint of doubt flashed through Raikage A's mind.
But at that moment, he had no time to think!
He was at an ultra-high speed beyond his limits, and the inertia of his body made it impossible for him to dodge or change his moves!
He could only watch helplessly as his left fist, the embodiment of his life's strength and glory, slammed down, relentlessly and without reservation—
We passed through that strange spatial ripple.
Then--
Nothing happened.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
There were no scenes of blood and gore.
There wasn't even the slightest bit of tactile sensation.
Raikage A felt as if his fist had struck nothing but empty air.
His body, propelled by the immense inertia, passed right through Uchiha Gen'yō's side!
What happened?!
Raikage A's pupils contracted to their maximum size in that instant!
Genjutsu?
Is it that damned, Intangibility ability he can't touch again?!
He staggered and managed to steady himself in mid-air, then abruptly turned his head to launch another attack.
However, when he turned around and saw his own body, he was completely stunned.
His only remaining left arm, which should have been blazing with destructive lightning—
They've disappeared.
No, it can't be said that we didn't see each other.
The area below the shoulders simply vanished into thin air, mysteriously!
The cut is as smooth as a mirror!
Not a single drop of blood flowed!
Not a trace of Chakra remained!
It was as if his arm had never existed!
And behind him.
A severed arm, still in a punching stance and still crackling with violent lightning, floated silently in mid-air.
Then, like a phantom past its expiration date, it gradually dissipated into countless specks of light in the air, vanishing without a trace.
"This--"
Raikage A stared blankly at his empty shoulder, then at his fading arm, his mind completely shutting down at that moment.
What exactly happened?
"I already told you, it's too slow."
A cold voice sounded behind him.
Raikage A stiffly turned his head little by little.
Uchiha Gen'yō remained suspended there, his posture unchanged.
He just looked at me like I was trash.
"You're so fast, you can't even touch the Kakuzu of my clothes."
"Your strength is so great that you're not even qualified to tickle me."
Everything you're so proud of is nothing but a joke to me.
Gen'yō slowly extended his right index finger, which had just been tracing a line in the air.
At the fingertip, a barely perceptible spatial rift flashed by.
Kamui - Dimensional Slash.
This doesn't even qualify as a formal technique.
It was just a little trick that Gen'yō casually developed after he grasped the essence of Kamui.
By utilizing Kamui's ability to switch between two dimensions, an extremely small spatial rift was created that opened and closed in an instant.
Any object that passes through this fault line will be directly erased from the level of "existence" due to the spatial displacement.
Its principle is a hundred times more advanced than the Flying Thunder God Slash.
It is also more unreasonable than any Ninjutsu.
"You monster--"
Looking at the spatial rift, Raikage A finally understood what was going on.
His prized iron fist, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, was "cut" apart by something he couldn't even understand!
This is no longer a battle on a single dimension!
puff--
The combined blow of the immense mental shock and the severe physical injury caused him to lose control of his injuries, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs!
The energy he had forcibly mustered by burning his life force completely dissipated at that moment.
The raging Lightning Release Chakra Armor receded like a tide.
His body, like a puppet with its strings cut, fell helplessly from the sky.
Bang!
It crashed heavily onto the scorched, glassy earth, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Thus, the strongest A-B Combo of Kumogakure —the renowned "Spear" and "Shield" of the Shinobi World —completely lost all its fighting power.
They lay like two dead dogs at the feet of the victor.
Gen'yō slowly descended from the sky.
He didn't even glance at the two "trophies" on the ground, their fates unknown.
He released the absorption of the Eight-Tails 'Chakra, and the now extremely docile and pure energy was sealed in a special space within his body for future use.
Killer B, having lost his Chakra support, also completely lost consciousness.
After doing all this, Gen'yō clapped his hands, as if he had only done a trivial little thing.
Then he slowly turned around.
Those golden, Kamui eyes seemed to pierce through endless space, precisely locking onto a stealth drone that was "peeping" at the screen.
He knew the whole world was watching him.
A cold, authoritative smile curled at the corner of his lips.
" The Fourth Raikage A; the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki Killer B."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was clearly transmitted to the other end of the live stream through the amplification of his Chakra.
"I'll accept it."
These words were like a nuclear bomb dropped on a calm lake!
He's going to take the village's Kage and the Perfect Jinchuriki away as spoils of war?!
" Kumogakure, and you all—"
Gen'yō's gaze swept across the void, as if he were making eye contact with every viewer in front of the screen.
"To all of you who are watching the show."
How do you think this farce should end?