Near Land of Snow:
Northern Sea (Iceberg) :
Naruto stood quietly behind Kakashi, flanked by the rest of his squad and their client, the Snow Princess.
Seeing that the initial chaos and introductions were finally over, Naruto kicked off the snow with his heel and leapt toward the left, tossing a single message back to his team.
"The fatass is mine."
Saying his piece, Naruto sprinted across the snow toward a small slope where his target was waiting.
Mizore Fuyukuma looked down at the blonde kid charging toward him. As a snow ninja subordinate serving Doto, Mizore was well aware of the importance of Princess Fuyuki and the coveted Hexagonal Necklace she was supposedly carrying.
(...Not that it matters much. I'll just do my job and get it over with.)
Seeing Kakashi detained by his captain and Fubuki focusing on the other two brats alongside the princess, Mizore smirked internally as He watched the blonde kid approaching the base of the slope.
(Well, let's take care of this brat first and then back up Fubuki..... Hehe. Hope she'll be grateful and let me tap that ass again.)
Standing atop the snow mound, white steam plumed from Mizore's nose as his imagination ran wild.
Grinning broadly, he pulled out a black-and-red snow board and stepped onto it. Pumping his chakra into the Chakra emporewd Snow-board, as it suddenly accelerated down the slope, rushing toward the blonde with dense, murderous intent.
His target:
(...ASSS!)
Naruto watched the approaching snow shinobi, who seemed hellbent on butchering him, rocketing down the slope at extreme speed.
Seeing this , Naruto activated his Combat Mode which is simply using all the system skills , locking his gaze onto the enemy and dissecting every variable for his next move.
(...Force equals mass times acceleration...... and considering that fatass's weight, plus that heavy chakra armor with the metal left arm, combined with that insane downhill speed...)
That was the obvious part. But Naruto saw even deeper.
(His left hand is made of metal.... he shouldn't be able to weave standard hand seals unless he's like Haku and can use one-handed seals.)
That was his first and most important tactical conclusion. But he wasn't done yet.
(...With the speed he's constantly accelerating at, his ability to change direction or control his momentum will be heavily restricted.)
Naruto deduced that the man's next move would undoubtedly rely on using that raw momentum, physical strength, and heavy armor to crush him in a direct collision .
( If I dodged ....then The man will simply headed to the Princess easily )
With His Level 6 [MindHub] That slowed his internal thoughts by 60%, and with his multiple mental partitions, Naruto calmly processed every possible outcome.
Then, Naruto paused, watching the tank barreling down toward him, looking utterly confident in his so-called 'super move' while completely underestimating his opponent.
(...Another overconfident fella. Should I just use Monster Punch and end this?)
Moving slowly up the slope at a normal genin pace, Naruto's eyes twitched with mischief as he considered the option.
With his dynamic vision, hyper-reflexes, and physical strength( Monster Punch ), he knew the fight would be over in a second. The idiot had no idea what kind of physics-defying disaster happens when momentum crashes headfirst into an immovable wall or somthing similar .
Soon, however, Naruto shook his head and sighed internally.
( ...*Sigh*...But that way, I'll also completely wreck the armor.)
Weighing his options, Naruto realized that if he wanted to salvage the chakra metal or even the armor intact, a direct, explosive punch was out of the question.
Ninjutsu? Nope, too destructive to the material.
Genjutsu? From what he remembered of their mental shields, it wouldn't work reliably either.
Sealing? He'd need to get into close quarters, and there was no telling how that reactive chakra armor or chakra wall would respond to direct contact.
That left only one primary option: Taijutsu.
Except close-quarters combat might still damage the armor since the guy was physically built for a heavy brawl.
(Hmm. He's covered quite thoroughly in that armor... except for one place.)
Naruto's eyes narrowed as a precise plan snapped into place.
"...Yosh. Let's do this."
Whispering softly, Naruto let his speed drop even further. He intentionally mimicked a panicked genin who was struggling to find his footing on the slippery snow and steep slope, looking thoroughly terrified of the incoming 'monster.' The display thoroughly delighted the charging snow shinobi.
Using basic shinobi textbook tactics, Naruto reached into his weapon pouch. His eyes sharpened, and his hands blurred into motion.
Mizore focused entirely on the blonde kid as a literal black rain of shuriken and kunai flew through the air, nearly blinding him with a barrage of steel.
The projectiles ricocheted off the icy terrain, converging on him from all directions. Mizore casually swept his arms outward, deflecting the incoming ninja tools with absolute ease.
(...Scoff. That kind of cheap trick won't work on me, little brat.)
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Kunai and shuriken bounced harmlessly off his CHakra armor or the chakra wall surrounding him . Smirking arrogantly, Mizore plowed right through the black rain of weapons.
As soon as he cleared the flurry, he locked his eyes on the blonde, who was still standing completely still just a little further ahead.
(Here I come, Fubuki-channn!)
Suddenly, two shuriken that had flown slowly overhead inexplicably changed their trajectory. In the split second Mizore spent looking at Naruto's stationary stance—and feeling smug about deflecting everything else—his situational awareness slipped.
Those two normal flying shuriken, which hadn't even been in his direct field of vision because they were tracking high overhead...
Curved down.
The two shuriken suddenly dipped downward, heading straight for the top of the snow shinobi's head. Mizore had no idea what was happening.
(As expected...) Naruto thought coldly, watching from the little distance left between them as he noticed the SHinobi's lack of awarenes , and it was not just becasue of arrogance or a slip .
(The chakra armor's barrier doesn't just block external chakra as defense; it completely dampens internal sensory feedback, too. Their sensory awareness is entirely caged inside the suit—they're forced to rely on basic, physical sight and sound.)
Mizore finally noticed two small shadows looming near his head. His eyes darted upward, widening in horror as he realized the shuriken were far too close for comfort. Cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead. Even in that fraction of a second, his arrogant safety net kicked in as his hands tried to move .
(It's fine, I've got my chakra arm—)
His comforting thought shattered instantly. Mizore watched in sheer disbelief as the two shuriken sliced right through his specialized chakra wall with terrifying ease.
Centimeters away from his skull, Mizore's eyes dilated in blind panic as he caught a glint of light along the spinning edge of the weapons and also his hands that were far away .
(Is that a wind-infused shuriken?! No, the rotation of the—)
At that exact moment, seeing that Mizore was hurtling down the slope at high speed on his chakra-powered snowboard, Naruto's eyes flashed. His fingers twitched, tightening the nearly invisible, chakra-infused ninja wires connected to the spinning blades.
The shuriken curved just a fraction more in mid-air, guided by the wire, right at the blind spot of the enemy's helmet seal.
[ ROTATING SHURIKEN ]
*Puchi*
*Puchi*
"AARGHH! ......MY EYES! MY EYES!!"
(......Did it not reach the brain ?? )
Naruto watched as the man clutched his head and eyes, screaming in agony. But despite the upper hand, Naruto remained hyper-vigilant as he noticed
(......He hasn't lost his balance on the snowboard. Either he's completely unaware of his surroundings, or... a counter?)
Naruto watched him like a hawk as the man barreled toward him. The moment the distance between them closed to mere Inches —
[Hyper Reflexes]
Naruto pivoted sharply on his heel, jumping just an inch off the ground to execute a move straight out of Rock Lee's playbook.
[Shadow of the Dancing Leaf]
Moving with Lee's signature fluidity, Naruto delivered a powerful, upside-down kick directly to Mizore's chin, launching the massive shinobi high into the air.
BOOM!
Mizore felt a blinding shock of pain shatter his jaw as his feet separated from his snowboard. Having lost his eyesight, combined with the sheer force of the impact, he had zero chance to react or counter.
(.......Was it not a Counter ?? )
Seeing his opponent airborne, Naruto didn't hesitate. Just like Lee, he trailed right beneath the man, flawlessly shadowing his airborne trajectory from behind.
The follow-up, however, was entirely different. Where Lee would wrap his bandages for a Primary Lotus, Naruto simply brought his hand down, striking with brutal force directly against the unguarded nape of Mizore's neck.
BOOM!
Mizore plunged out of the sky even faster than he had ascended, slamming headfirst into the frozen ground.
Naruto dropped softly back to the snow, looking down at the motionless snow shinobi lying in the white expanse.
(........Still alive ?? )
He flared his [Kagura's Mind Eye], reading the state of his opponent's chakra and intent.
(.....Well, he lost consciousness the moment I shattered his jaw. And if he didn't..... that neck strike definitely sealed the deal.)
Confirming there was no lingering chakra activity, Naruto nodded to himself and formed a hand seal.
"Shadow Clone Jutsu."
Five clones materialized around him in a cloud of smoke, stepping toward the downed enemy.
As Naruto's order was simple.
"Seal and strip him."
Hearing the main body's words, the clones—who already knew their purpose—abruptly froze mid-step.
"..."
They all slowly turned around, staring back at the original in dead silence.
"..."
Finally, one clone broke the awkward quiet.
"....You mean the chakra armor... right?"
Naruto's eye twitched as he gritted his teeth.
"...WHY WAS THERE A QUESTION MARK IN THAT, YOU BASTARDS?!"
"Alright, alright!"
" Hehe , it's so fun to mess with double meaning "
"Hehe!"
Naruto massaged his temples as his clones set to work carefully stripping the chakra armor.
( Without MIndHUb Control or a Target active on field ..... , The clones Starts to mess around )
Shaing his head , Naruto looked as the clones gathered around the Downed Man , He had used clones specifically in case the suit had some built-in self-destruct mechanism.
Glancing down, Naruto took note of the blood pooling from the man's eyes, with the shuriken still embedded in the sockets.
(...To think he's still breathing. Lucky bastard.)
Out of the four-pointed star shuriken, one Star ( blade edge ) had pierced directly into the eyes, while two others lodged firmly into the eye socket and surrounding skull, jamming the weapon in place. If it had penetrated just a Inch or centimenter deeper, the man would have died instantly.
( ....Maybe the wind Release or The power of the Rotating shuriken was worn down by the chakra Armor ?? )
Shrugging off Mizore's fate, Naruto turned his gaze back toward Team 7's side. He watched Sasuke and Kakashi engaged in their respective battles while Sakura stood safely beside the Princess, looking like she was enjoying a peaceful winter picnic.
(.....Hmm. They're just getting started over there.)
Watching Kakashi and the enemy captain still warming up with basic taijutsu, and the snow kunoichi only now clashing with Sasuke, Naruto blinked, taking it all in before glancing back at his own downed opponent.
(In the end...... that took what, thirty seconds?)
Yes, the entire encounter had lasted less than half a minute. The snow shinobi had come barreling down the slope at nearly a hundred kilometers per hour, charged straight through a black rain of steel, only to be struck in the eyes by wind-infused, wire-guided shuriken—losing his vision at the worst possible moment.
Blinded, disoriented, and moving at breakneck speed, he was effortlessly finished off with a two-hit combo.
Two moves.
Naruto had dispatched a so-called elite of the Snow Country—a shinobi who held the equivalent rank of Special Jonin—in just two moves.
It was a logical outcome. Having full battlefield information, knowing the enemy's lack of versatile jutsu, and leveraging the terrain with a clear strategy made it look like child's play.
Yet, without his hyper-reflexes, his custom wind-enhanced Rotating shuriken which pierced the Chakra Armor's Wall to reach the man in surprise , and the Level 6 [MindHub] calculating every variable, it would have been an entirely different story.
Realizing this, Naruto sent a few more shadow clones to evacuate the film crew while a quiet thought settled in his mind.
(...After all, this isn't some wuxia trash where you suddenly turn back into an ant every time you step into a new map.)
Today was the day Naruto truly realized how strong he had become. Back when he fought Zabuza or Orochimaru and even Kisame , every second had been a desperate struggle for survival.
Only now, when pitted against a Special Jonin in a direct, head-on fight, did he fully grasp the sheer gap in their abilities.
He hadn't relied on a cheap ambush; he had fought like a true shinobi and completely dominated.
Head-On.
Naruto gathered his thoughts as Kakashi and the others began unleashing higher-tier ninjutsu, the battle across the iceberg heating up.
(...Should I go help? ...........Nah, forget it.)
He decided against intervening. Kakashi certainly didn't need his help, and looking closely at Sasuke, neither did the Uchiha.
As for Sakura, who was standing on the sidelines cheering her heart out—
(...I hope someone teaches her a lesson.)
The moment the thought crossed his mind, Naruto watched Sasuke ruthlessly kick both Sakura and the Princess in the rear, launching them out of the way of an incoming attack.
"Pfttt!"
Naruto almost lost his composure, taking a deep breath to keep from bursting into laughter. Shaking his head, he prepared to step in, but a sudden, unhinged shout drifted over from the snowbanks.
"WRYYYYYYYYY!"
A cold shiver ran down Naruto's spine. His head jerked toward the sound, only to see one of his shadow clones riding Mizore's black-and-red snowboard, striking flamboyant poses in mid-air while the surrounding clones cheered wildly.
Even the stripping squad had stopped their work midway. The clones—and Naruto himself—stared in awe as the clone used chakra pulses to maneuver the snowboard across the snow, pulling off ridiculous stunts and backflips.
Looking at the display, Naruto and every single clone shared a single, unified thought.
(...Okay, that actually looks Cool )
"WRYYYYYYYYY!"
".......Alright, hand it over!"
In the end, as the main body, Naruto confiscated the snowboard as his personal trophy amidst the silent, disappointed stares of his clones. Even the stripping squad stopped and judged him with flat gazes.
"...I'll let you guys try it later, but finish the job first!" Naruto bargained.
Hearing the promise, the seal squad immediately jumped back to work. Just as Naruto mounted the snowboard and prepared to slide off, he was once again surrounded by the remaining clones, all giving him the exact same unblinking stare.
"...Go evacuate the civilians first!"
Satisfied with the order, the clones scattered to haul the film crew back onto the ship, leaving Naruto to finally enjoy his new ride.
"...WRYYYYYYYYY!"
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