Before anyone in the hall could react, a loud bang was heard.
A burst of blue Chakra shattered the temple wall, and a blond boy, holding a huge, glowing Chakra ball, leaped out.
" Rasengan!"
Naruto shouted as he continued to grip the Rasengan and charged towards Kazuma and the others.
Kakashi looked at the Rasengan in Naruto's hand, a hint of admiration Chunin his eyes.
Despite being a bottom-ranked disciple, I've made significant progress and am now able to use instant Rasengan in battle.
Before the splinters of wood even hit the ground, dozens of Shadow Clone surged in like a tidal wave.
Naruto's main body was mixed in with the clones, each hand holding a Rasengan, orange light spinning rapidly in his palms, emitting a piercing buzzing sound.
He made no tactical maneuvers and charged straight at the most imposing figure in the center of the hall.
"You're Fudo? Take this!"
Fudo's pupils contracted sharply, and he slammed his fists into the ground. Earth Release Chakra poured into the stone slab, and three rock pillars burst from the ground, forming a triangular shape as they pierced towards Naruto.
The Shadow Clone in the front row turned into white smoke upon impact with the rock pillar, but Naruto's main body had already leaped into the air, stepping on the shattered rocks, and his Rasengan pierced straight down towards his Fudo face.
The deafening roar of the rocks colliding with Chakra sent dust flying from the beams of the main hall.
Fudo his arms crossed to protect his face, the Earth Release technique beneath his bandages emitted a brown light, condensing into a rock shield in front of him. The Rasengan struck the rock shield, and after a two-second stalemate, the surface of the rock shield cracked with spiderweb-like patterns before shattering into pieces.
Fudo, he let out a muffled groan, his massive body sliding three meters backward, his feet carving two deep furrows in the stone pavement.
"It's not over yet!" Naruto landed and immediately Hand Seals, " Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!"
Dozens more Naruto appeared in the hall, completely surrounding it.
At the same time, Sasuke broke in through the window on the right.
His Sharingan spotted Fuen's location the moment he entered the main hall. The ninja skilled in Barrier Ninjutsu was crouching behind a pillar, each of his ten fingers holding a Chakra Threads. The other end of the threads was connected to Explosive Tag and Barrier Ninjutsu formulas placed throughout the hall.
Fuen reacted extremely quickly, pulling the threads at the exact same moment Sasuke the window, attempting to detonate the trap prematurely.
But Sasuke faster.
The Sharingan can see every tiny movement of Fuen's fingers clearly.
Three Shuriken, tracing three arcs in the air, precisely severing the two most crucial Chakra Threads. The third shuriken pierced through Fuen's sleeve, pinning his right hand firmly to the palace pillar.
"Your barrier's core is in the southeast corner, northwest corner, and the very center of the beam." Sasuke landed without a single unnecessary movement, his tone as flat as stating a trivial fact. "I've marked them all."
Fuen gritted his teeth and tried to break free, his left hand touched the ninja tool pouch, but Sasuke's Kunai already pressed against his throat.
The Mitsudomoe of the Sharingan slowly rotated, Fuen's whole body stiffened. The ninja tool pouch slipped from his hand with a dull thud.
At the same moment, the left wall was smashed open by the Superhuman Strength punch, creating a hole two meters in diameter.
Sakura emerged from the smoke and dust, the Chakra on her fists not yet completely dissipated, forming a pale blue halo at her knuckles. Her gaze locked onto Fuka was leaning against a pillar.
Fuka was wearing a half-face mask, revealing a pair of narrow eyes, and he was scrutinizing Sakura with the look of someone examining prey.
"Little girl, your punches are heavy," Fuka said lazily and casually. "I just don't know if you can keep up with my speed."
Before she could finish speaking, Fuka's figure had already disappeared from Sakura's sight.
With all five Chakra natures operating simultaneously within her, Fire Style generated propulsion beneath her feet, Wind Release enveloped her body to reduce air resistance, Lightning Release stimulated her nerves to enhance reaction speed—the combination of these three natures made her speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
But Sakura didn't use her eyes to track it.
She closed her eyes, Chakra perception fully activated.
Left! Sakura dodged a fireball to the side, then swung her right fist, smashing it into empty air.
However, just as the fist arrived, Fuka's body happened to be in that position—it wasn't Sakura who hit Fuka, but Fuka himself who ran into the fist.
The punch landed squarely on Fuka's abdomen.
Fuka let out a muffled groan, his body arched like a shrimp, and he flew backward, smashing through the pillar behind him and crashing into the wall of the main hall with undiminished momentum.
Large cracks appeared in the wall, and Fuka's body was embedded in them. His mask was shaken off, revealing a face contorted in pain.
She struggled to stand up, but Sakura had already caught up and slammed her second punch into the wall beside Fuka's ear. The wall shattered completely, and rubble and dust fell down. Fuka's body slid to the ground along with the broken bricks and lost consciousness completely.
"Can't keep up with your speed?" Sakura retracted her fist, her tone flat. "I don't need to keep up, you'll just bump into me."
In the center of the hall, Kakashi and Kazuma's duel is underway.
Kazuma's twin swords burned with Chakra flames, their blades tracing impenetrable arcs through the air.
His swordsmanship is a secret technique passed down from the Fire Temple. Each strike carries a scorching heat wave, and the air is slightly distorted as the blade passes through.
But Kakashi's steps were unhurried, his body weaving between the flashing blades. Each time he turned to the side, leaned back, or moved, he just barely avoided the blades, as if he already knew where the sword would land before Kazuma drew it.
" Kazuma, all your men have fallen." Kakashi's voice was calm and devoid of any emotion. "Put down your sword and invest."
Kazuma didn't answer; instead, he increased the speed of his sword strikes. He slashed out with his twin swords crossed, flames condensing on the blades into a cross-shaped beam of light, which slashed straight down towards Kakashi's face.
Kakashi did not dodge.
He extended his right hand, his fingers gathering Lightning Release Chakra. Blue lightning exploded in his palm, emitting a piercing screech.
Lightning Blade precisely sliced into the intersection of the fiery blade light, tearing the light apart from the very middle.
The flames were sliced in two by the lightning and dissipated into the air. Kakashi's right hand pierced through the afterimage of the blade and directly grabbed Kazuma's right wrist.
With a crisp crack, Kazuma's wrist was dislocated. The twin swords fell from his hands and stuck in the ground, the flames on the blades gradually dying down.
Kakashi twisted Kazuma's arm behind his back, pressed his left hand on his shoulder, and forced him to his knees.
The entire sequence of movements was fluid and seamless, from the tearing of the blade to the uniform Kazuma, all within two seconds.
The sounds of battle in the main hall abruptly ceased.