Rengoku could see Sasuke's unwillingness to accept it. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, "Second match. Kimimaro, don't hold back."
Kimimaro's eyes turned cold. The moment Rengoku waved his hand, his figure vanished again.
Sasuke had already activated his three-tomoe Sharingan. With a swipe of his hand, he directly clashed with the bone blade in Kimimaro's hand.
Sparks flew as their weapons slid apart.
Kimimaro twisted his waist, and a side kick shot straight toward Sasuke's midsection.
"Hmph!"
Sasuke snorted coldly and raised his knee to block the kick.
Kimimaro didn't stop after the failed strike. His body spun, and he swung the bone blade again.
As a member of the Kaguya clan, which specialized in close combat, Kimimaro's body was like a spinning top.
Sasuke only held out for a few seconds before getting cut.
He pushed hard off the ground, flipping backward, and thrust the Kusanagi sword past Kimimaro's bone blade.
Straight for Kimimaro's throat.
Unexpectedly, Kimimaro suddenly opened his center wide, letting Sasuke's arm drive straight in.
Sasuke immediately sensed something was wrong. In the next instant, a large number of bone spikes burst out from Kimimaro's body.
Clang!
Thud!
The two sounds overlapped almost at the same time. A large hole had already been pierced through Sasuke's arm.
Meanwhile, at Kimimaro's neck, a layer of bone armor had risen, blocking Sasuke's Kusanagi sword.
Sasuke's eyes were filled with disbelief. He hadn't expected that his ever-reliable Kusanagi sword couldn't even pierce Kimimaro's bone membrane.
He froze, but Kimimaro didn't. He grabbed Sasuke and drove a knee strike into him.
Bang!
A dull impact rang out, and Sasuke was knocked into the air.
Pain exploded in Sasuke's chest, and blood bubbled out at the corner of his mouth.
Kimimaro glanced at the teammates nearby who were still waiting to fight Sasuke and didn't continue attacking.
He retracted the bone spikes on his body and stepped back to Rengoku's side.
Rengoku walked up to Sasuke and began using the Mystical Palm Technique, pushing it to the extreme without regard for the cost.
He poured a mouthful of Water of Life into Sasuke's mouth. Combined with the Mystical Palm Technique, Sasuke's injuries visibly healed at a rapid rate.
"You've already died twice."
After finishing the treatment, Rengoku said this quietly from the side.
Sasuke's face looked unpleasant. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "I understand, Shishou!"
Rengoku shook his head, "No, you don't. Your resolve isn't enough. Your heart isn't ruthless enough."
He looked around, "Haku, go get some paint markers."
"Sasuke has died twice. From now on, every time he loses, draw a turtle on his face."
"For every win, he can erase one."
Haku responded and disappeared in a flash to get the markers.
Paint markers were used by ninjas for disguise. Without special remover, they wouldn't come off easily.
Sasuke's expression, which had just been somewhat frustrated, turned into shock, "Shishou… are we really doing this?"
Sasuke cared deeply about his pride. This was worse than killing him.
Rengoku snorted, "Once it's on your face, you're not allowed to wipe it off."
"Otherwise, you'll never learn to push yourself."
Sasuke's face turned pale. It seemed there was no escaping today.
Haku quickly returned with a box filled with a full set of oil-based markers in various colors.
Rengoku gestured to Haku, "Go on, draw two."
"Yes, Lord Rengoku."
Haku's eyes curved slightly, clearly finding it a bit amusing.
He took a red marker and drew two turtles on Sasuke's face.
Then he raised his hand and thoughtfully created an ice mirror in front of Sasuke so he could see himself.
Sasuke's expression turned extremely ugly. This was like rubbing salt into a wound. He hurriedly urged, "Shishou, let's start the next one!"
Rengoku then beckoned Gaara over and whispered a few words to him.
Gaara glanced at Sasuke, then silently nodded.
"Then, begin!"
Rengoku suddenly gave the order. Sasuke was momentarily stunned, then rushed toward Gaara with his Kusanagi sword.
With a wave of Gaara's hand, a large amount of sand turned into whips and lashed toward Sasuke.
While Sasuke was swinging his sword to break apart the sand, Gaara leapt into the air, stepping on a cushion of sand and rising into the sky.
Sasuke threw shuriken at him.
This time, Gaara didn't even move. The shuriken were directly blocked by his sand wall.
In just a few seconds, Sasuke realized he had no way to deal with Gaara at all.
Because Gaara had already flown to a height of fifty meters, about as high as a fifteen-story building.
At that height, Sasuke couldn't attack at all. Without activating his Sharingan, he couldn't even see him clearly.
Sasuke refused to give up. He formed hand seals, and a streak of lightning shot toward Gaara.
It was Chidori Sharp Spear.
The lightning release cut forward instantly, but the power dropped sharply due to the distance.
It was easily blocked by Gaara's sand.
Sasuke couldn't attack, but Gaara could.
With a wave of his hand, countless grains of sand surged out, rushing toward Sasuke like a tide.
The sand transformed into thin cords, chasing Sasuke all over the field.
Sasuke's defeat was only a matter of time.
Rengoku stood with his arms crossed, watching as Sasuke ran around under pressure.
At that moment, Rinjin came to Rengoku's side and reported, "Clan Leader, Hyuga Neji requests an audience. He's in the meeting room."
The corner of Rengoku's mouth lifted slightly, 'Looks like Neji took the bait.'
He left a clone here and followed Rinjin away.
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[Uchiha Meeting Room]
After arriving, Neji stood straight, waiting.
He had dealt with Rengoku before, so he wasn't worried about whether Rengoku would meet him.
Instead, he was thinking about what he should say.
Before long, Rengoku pushed the door open and walked in alone.
"Lord Rengoku, welcome back."
Neji respectfully bowed to him.
Rengoku looked him over. Aside from the gray hem at his waist, he was dressed entirely in white.
His hair was tied back, his face handsome, his figure tall and slender.
He carried a sharp, heroic air.
Rengoku patted Neji on the shoulder, "You've grown taller. At seventeen, you're already a jonin. Your talent is quite good."
"Thank you for the praise, Lord Rengoku."
"Sit," Rengoku casually pulled out a chair and sat down.
Neji sat properly, hands on his knees, his whole body a bit stiff.
Rengoku inwardly found it amusing, then asked knowingly, "Go on. What did you come to see me for?"
Neji immediately straightened his back and said, "Lord Rengoku, I've already met Lord Koshin and Lord Sota."
"I want to ask… since they can be revived, can my father also..."
Rengoku's eyes held a hint of scrutiny. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, producing a series of crisp sounds.
Neji didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
After all, Rengoku was the number one in the ninja world. When he showed no expression, the pressure came crashing down instantly. Neji felt his heartbeat quicken and his breathing grow tight.
Rengoku spoke slowly, "Reviving a person is not that simple."
"As for Hiashi's situation, it is possible to bring him back."
Before Neji could react, Rengoku's tone shifted, "But why should I revive him?"
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