nucmednet Chapter 824 One-Hit Kill Technique
Chapter 824 One-Hit Kill Technique
Chapter 824 The Art of One-Hit Kill
Inside the dimly lit sinkhole cave.
A battle is about to break out.
The lightsaber umbrella in the hands of the white-haired, fair-skinned man was a long-handled weapon that required two-handed grip. The young man was short, estimated to be only about 1.72 meters tall, yet he could easily wield this enormous iron umbrella, which was taller than him.
He leaped off the boulder and pressed a mechanism on the umbrella handle. The lightsaber umbrella shaft spun rapidly, forming a huge, dazzling, bright red halo.
Fu Qinghai thought the double-edged rotating lightsaber, standard equipment for Imperial Inquisitors, was already extravagant enough; he never expected to see an even more flamboyant rotating umbrella lightsaber.
It can be considered a unique weapon among lightsabers.
However, Fu Qinghai was not worried at all about the flamboyant and bizarrely designed Qimen lightsaber. What he was truly wary of was the white-haired man's blood-red eye—the Sharingan.
The most famous mutated organ in the Naruto universe.
The three-tomoe Sharingan is already the highest level of the ordinary Sharingan. The next evolution is the Mangekyou Sharingan. If the white-haired man's exposed eye is the Mangekyou Sharingan, Fu Qinghai will definitely summon the Blue Shell Power Armor first, and then fight the opponent after the man and the armor become one, even if his identity is exposed as a result.
Fu Qinghai quickly reviewed the three basic abilities of the ordinary Sharingan in his mind: perception, copying, and illusion.
Insight: The Sharingan grants ninjas a more powerful ability to observe. Although it cannot compare to the penetrating insight of the Byakugan, which has no blind spots, it can see through taijutsu movements without any problem, and can also see through the hand seals when others perform ninjutsu.
Copying: Ninjas with Sharingan can copy other people's ninjutsu, but the prerequisite is that the user must have the chakra attribute corresponding to the copied ninjutsu. Kakashi is called "Copy Ninja" because he has all the chakra attributes.
Fu Qinghai was not worried about either of these points at all.
First of all, his training system has nothing to do with ninjutsu. The Sharingan probably cannot copy Force skills because Force skills do not require hand seals or rely on chakra. The Sharingan achieves ninjutsu copying by observing hand seals and perceiving the user's chakra flow. Furthermore, the Sharingan cannot copy all bloodline ninjutsu and secret techniques.
As for seeing through physical techniques and even copying them? Do you know the saying "One force can overcome ten techniques"? Even if both sides have mastered the same lightsaber moves, Fu Qinghai said, "My sword has seven layers of physical modification power, can you withstand it?"
The most crucial one is the third one: illusion.
Genjutsu is a category of ninjutsu, and many genjutsu are exclusive to the Sharingan, ranging from the most basic psychological suggestion and mental hypnosis to more advanced techniques such as Tsukuyomi, Kotoamatsukami, Infinite Tsukuyomi, Izanagi, Izanami, and so on...
This is what Fu Qinghai really needs to be wary of.
He completed all of the above analyses in a second.
The next second, Fu Qinghai closed his eyes.
"Heh, that's a quick reaction."
The young, white-haired man chuckled softly upon seeing this.
With a few exceptions, most Sharingan genjutsu require eye contact to activate and take effect.
The ninjas in the anime also used a similar method—when Guy and Itachi fought, Guy kept his eyes on Itachi's feet the whole time, judging the opponent's movements by the movement of his feet, and never looked into Itachi's eyes, in order to avoid falling into Itachi's genjutsu.
Fu Qinghai's approach was more direct. He simply closed his eyes, completely abandoning his visual senses, and used only his hearing, smell, and Force perception to judge the other party's movements and sense the surrounding environment, thus completely eliminating the possibility of visual contact.
Fu Qinghai kept his eyes tightly closed, wielding his sword in one hand, and leaped several times, landing on the rocks around the puddle, quickly approaching the white-haired man. The complex environment of the sinkhole cave had no effect on him. Having undergone long-term training in shielding his five senses by wearing the Sith relic helmet, whether his eyes were open or closed made no difference to him; he could even shield his hearing and smell as well.
Unexpectedly, the other party didn't fight him at all, but turned around and rushed towards Wei Ran and Qi Niya. At this moment, the two women were tiptoeing closer to the female referee lying in the puddle, wanting to take advantage of the confrontation between Qingshan and the white-haired young man to kill this enemy completely. When they saw the white-haired man rushing over, they immediately turned around to prepare to fight.
Don't look into his eyes!
Fu Qinghai immediately shouted a reminder.
However, the reminders were useless. Wei Ran and Zinia did not have the Sith Relic Helmet for sensory shielding training, so they had no way to fight without relying on their vision and instead depend entirely on Force perception.
The white-haired young man came at a very fast pace. He swung the bright red halo at the end of the umbrella handle into a full moon, gripped the handle tightly with both hands, leaped up, and slashed downwards with force.
His weapon's length gave him a distance advantage, forcing Wei Ran and Qi Niya to temporarily retreat. The white-haired man spun and waved his umbrella of light, seemingly with grand and sweeping movements, but in reality, the angle of his swings was exquisitely precise. The two women had to concentrate fully to avoid his attacks, and thus inevitably caught a glimpse of... a fleeting, breathtakingly beautiful crimson tomoe eye behind the halo.
"Ahhhh!"
Wei Ran threw her head back and let out a shrill scream. Her body froze on the spot, her arms outstretched in a bound posture, and the lightsaber rolled out of her loosened palms.
Upon seeing this, Qinia was immediately horrified and swung her sword forward. Just then, the white-haired man turned around and swung his umbrella, blocking the two of them with a huge halo of light. Qinia held her sword with both hands and stared intently at the huge, bright red halo in front of her, wanting to deliver a precise strike to sever the metal umbrella shaft at the very center of the halo.
Just then, the halo suddenly disappeared.
The white-haired man extinguished the lightsabers on the five umbrella ribs and simultaneously locked the rapidly spinning umbrella shaft, causing the bright red halo to vanish instantly. As a result, Zinia inevitably saw the snow-white face behind the halo, a wicked smile playing on its lips, and the blood-red right eye surrounded by a black tomoe.
"Ahhhh!"
Zinya screamed instantly. In her vision, four huge metal wedges, each about a meter long, suddenly appeared out of thin air around her, piercing through her limbs and pinning her to the spot. The pain of her muscles being torn apart and her bones breaking was so real that it made her tremble violently all over.
No! It's a hallucination, this must be a hallucination!
Sweat streamed down her face as Zinya laboriously turned her head to look at the huge metal wedge embedded in her right elbow. She knew it was an illusion, and she tried to convince herself that the wedge didn't exist.
But she remained stiff and unable to move.
"Ah, my sister's sweat smells so good~"
The white-haired man even had a moment to take a breath.
Magical Technique: Shackles and Binds.
Fu Qinghai had already recognized the ninjutsu.
This is a watershed-level illusion technique. Techniques below the level of Magical Illusion and Shackles are still at the level of creating illusions or psychological hypnosis. As long as you see through the illusion, you will not be affected. But at the level of Magical Illusion and Shackles, even if you realize that it is an illusion, you cannot immediately break free.
Similar to a ninja version of "sleep paralysis".
"Sizzle—snap!"
The blades clashed, sparking a burst of dazzling sparks. The white-haired man once again brandished his bright red light wheel iron umbrella, deflecting a giant, swirling, cyan lightsaber that hurtled towards him. Fu Qinghai finally intervened forcefully, stopping the white-haired man from advancing any further. He raised his hand and grabbed, and the dragon sword spinning in mid-air automatically flew back into his palm.
"Hehe, are you heartbroken?"
The white-haired man chuckled and took two steps back.
Fu Qinghai kept his eyes closed and slowly walked forward, sword in hand. The other party's sarcastic mockery had no effect on him; it was just kindergarten-level verbal sparring.
The white-haired man brandished the halo once more.
"Sizzle!"
The light wheel disappeared, the light umbrella stopped rotating, and the miniature servo motor in the umbrella shaft emitted a "buzzing" sound as the gears jammed.
The white-haired man looked up in surprise. A thick, straight beam of bright blue light was inserted between two red sword blades extending from the umbrella ribs, stopping the rotation of the umbrella shaft. The muscular giant, who was holding the sword in one hand, suddenly flicked his wrist upwards.
"Yabai!"
The white-haired young man gasped as the huge iron umbrella he was holding with both hands was suddenly knocked away by the opponent with just one hand using only wrist strength. He almost flew out along with the umbrella, and only managed to keep the weapon from slipping from his grasp by tightly gripping the umbrella handle with both hands.
Its power is comparable to Tsunade in Hundred Healings Mode...
Using his familiar system for comparison, the white-haired man finally understood why his teammate had been defeated so quickly. Such a large difference in strength could not be compensated for by swordsmanship skills, especially since the guy in front of him was also extremely skilled in swordsmanship.
The white-haired man activated another mechanism on the umbrella handle, causing all the umbrella ribs to flip upwards simultaneously. Five red beams of light, originating from the ends of the ribs, converged around the umbrella shaft, transforming the lightsaber umbrella into a large lightsaber spear with a conical tip, further increasing the length of his weapon.
It's still all flashy and gaudy...
Fu Qinghai silently commented to himself.
He chased after him with his sword, hacking and slashing repeatedly.
The white-haired man brandished his lightsaber, blocking and retreating.
As the saying goes, "An inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous." It is common knowledge that in real-world melee combat, those using short weapons like swords and sabers usually cannot defeat those using long weapons like spears and halberds. The length of a weapon itself implies a distance advantage.
However, this only applies to matches of the same skill level.
In the Naruto universe, high-level ninjas can no longer be considered ordinary people. Chakra is a mixture of the body's energy within cells and the spiritual energy accumulated through training. Chakra also subtly enhances the physical body. When combined with ninjutsu such as the Eight Gates or the Hundred Healings Technique, the physical destructive power that chakra can unleash in an instant is comparable to Superman in the DC Extended Universe.
Although the white-haired man had not yet reached the level of a Kage-level ninja, nor was he a ninja specializing in taijutsu, he had trained in both ninjutsu and the Force, and his body had been strengthened by two different training systems. He had a sufficient reserve of chakra and a good foundation in taijutsu training. He considered himself different from his four-armed female teammate.
However, each time the spear clashed with the greatsword, the terrifyingly powerful force transmitted through the spear shaft (umbrella handle) still made his arms numb and his hands ache.
After only a few rounds of fighting, the white-haired man immediately realized that he might not be a match for him in a lightsaber duel.
The masked, muscular giant before him kept his eyes tightly closed throughout the intense and rapid lightsaber duel, giving him no chance to use illusions.
The white-haired man's carefree smile vanished, his expression gradually turning serious. He first feinted a thrust to create an opening while simultaneously glancing to the side out of the corner of his eye:
The two alien Jedi women remained frozen in their strange and contorted stances. However, the Illusionary Shackles Technique was primarily about control and torture; this ninjutsu itself was not lethal, and they would eventually break free from the illusion's restraints.
Meanwhile, the female referee teammate lying in the puddle was dying. Her breathing was extremely weak, and the color of the puddle beneath her had changed from light red to dark red... Although she looked down on her, she couldn't really let her die.
Looks like that's the only option...
The white-haired man thought to himself:
I only have one chance to kill!
The white-haired man forcefully clamped the gun barrel under his armpit, barely managing to deflect a vicious and concealed diagonal thrust with one hand, and then began rapidly forming hand seals with his other hand.
"Wei, Wu, Si, Chen, Zi, Chou, Yin..."
The white-haired man finished muttering to himself, then leaned back and took a deep breath, his cheeks puffing out.
Fire Release: Fire Dragon Flame Bullet!
The white-haired man spat out a stream of bright yellow fire, which quickly expanded and split into three, forming three huge dragon-shaped flames that bit towards Fu Qinghai from three different directions: left, center, and right.
Fu Qinghai stopped his pursuit, raised his left hand and spread his five fingers to block in front of him. The three huge fire dragons crashed into an invisible wall at the same time, and the flames spread along the transparent wall, outlining the semi-cylindrical shape of the invisible wall.
Taking advantage of the brief moment when his opponent used the Force Barrier to block the Fire Dragon Flame Bullet, the white-haired man leaped backward, did several somersaults, and quickly jumped onto the rocks on the slope at the edge of the sinkhole, creating some distance between himself and Fu Qinghai, who was standing at the bottom of the sinkhole.
What does that mean? Are you going to run away?
Fu Qinghai stood still without moving. He didn't open his eyes, but his perception of the Force had already completely outlined the scene.
After creating some distance, the white-haired man did not run away. He extinguished the light gun in his hand, removed the four umbrella ribs from the umbrella shaft one by one, and then held them between two fingers, leaving only one umbrella rib on the umbrella shaft. Then, he crossed his hands in a claw shape and raised them, holding four lightsabers between his index, middle, and ring fingers, and the blades rekindled and extended.
"Shh!"
The white-haired man flung out four lightsabers.
Using a lightsaber as a concealed weapon? What does that mean?
A question flashed through Fu Qinghai's mind. Four red lightsabers shot towards him, but their throwing speed was slower than bullets. Fu Qinghai closed his eyes, tilted his head, turned his body, and leaned back, easily dodging the four lightsabers.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment. Fu Qinghai sensed the red lightsabers flying overhead and kept his attention highly focused. He wondered: Was he trying to use Force throwing techniques to bring back the four lightsabers in mid-air?
But what's the point of doing this?
The world perceived by the Force is different from the world seen by the eyes. The Force is not very sensitive to color information, so Fu Qinghai did not notice that on the black hilt of each of the four lightsabers that flew past him, there was a tadpole-like black rune slowly crawling around.
Suddenly, a warning signal arose in his mind!
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up instantly.
"Could it be...that move?"
At that moment, Fu Qinghai only had time to turn halfway around. His right hand, gripping the sword, swiftly passed under his left armpit and raised upwards. At the same time, the white-haired man standing on the distant boulder suddenly vanished and instantly appeared in mid-air behind Fu Qinghai, holding the lightsaber that had just grazed past him. He aimed at Fu Qinghai's neck and slashed downwards with all his might...
The bright blue blade of the sword was positioned perfectly in front of him.
"Sizzle!"
The red and blue beams of light collided again, producing a piercing explosion and dazzling sparks. The white-haired man, having failed in his attack, immediately used the recoil to perform a backflip and jump away to create distance.
He gripped his sword, lying on the ground, panting slightly. It seemed that the spell he had just used had taken a huge toll on him.
"Flying Thunder God Technique - Second Stage?"
Fu Qinghai slowly turned around, his eyes closed and his brows furrowed, his tone filled with utter disbelief.
"Force warning, still too unfair..."
The white-haired man, panting, shook his head with a bitter smile.
No, what makes you think you can use the Flying Thunder God technique?
Fu Qinghai still found it hard to accept.
While the Sharingan is indeed powerful, obtaining it is not particularly difficult. As a well-known hot-swappable organ in the Naruto universe, you can acquire a Sharingan simply by defeating an Uchiha clan member who has awakened it.
However, the Flying Thunder God Technique is different from the Sharingan. It is an S-rank space-time ninjutsu developed by the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, and one of the strongest Body Flicker Techniques. Not counting the variant Flying Thunder Formation Technique used by the three members of Genma's team, there are only three people in the entire ninja world who can use this technique: Tobirama Senju, Minato Namikaze, and Boruto Uzumaki. That's all! What makes you think you can learn it?
Jealousy fueled Fu Qinghai's murderous intent.
However, realizing that even a sneak attack using the Flying Thunder God Technique couldn't defeat the mysterious masked muscular giant before him, the white-haired man had lost all will to fight. He smiled, swayed as he stood up, and the next second, his figure disappeared again.
The white-haired man appeared out of thin air next to the black-robed female referee, pulled his critically injured and dying teammate out of the puddle and carried him on his shoulder. The white-haired man looked up at Fu Qinghai.
"I don't know your name, and judging from your attire, you probably won't tell me. But it doesn't matter. My name is Shingo Kinugawa. Please remember this name, because the next time you meet me... it might be your death day."
The white-haired man spoke in a deep and pretentious tone.
"Kinugawa Shingo? That sounds awkward."
Fu Qinghai scratched his chin and said:
"Does anyone really give themselves such a cringeworthy name?"
"Kinugawa is a river in Japan!"
The white-haired man had no choice but to explain coldly:
"And I must remind you, this muscle-bound monster who dares not show his true face, if this were the Naruto universe, you would have already died twice! After you die, I will use the Impure World Reincarnation to summon you from the underworld and kill you again!"
"Haha, if bragging can be considered an S-rank ninjutsu, then you're already at the level of the Sage of Six Paths."
Fu Qinghai gave the other person a thumbs up.
"You...ふざけるな!"
The white-haired man was so angry that he blurted out his native dialect, tinged with a slurred Kansai accent. He desperately wanted to abandon his teammates and fight this bastard to the death. But in the end, he forcibly suppressed his rage, gave Fu Qinghai a deep look, and disappeared along with the blood-dripping black-robed woman he was carrying on his shoulder.
Ripples danced in the empty puddle.
Fu Qinghai extinguished the giant light sword in his hand.
"Ouch..." "Ouch, that hurts so much..."
The two women finally broke free from the illusion.
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(End of this chapter)