"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!"
Uchiha Akihito swung his sword in rapid succession, unleashing a flurry of flying slashes.
The Fourth Raikage's hair stood on end as he pushed his Lightning Release Chakra Mode to its absolute peak.
In that state, his neural reaction speed approached that of the Yellow Flash himself.
Akihito's flying slashes were fast—
But not fast enough to prevent A from dodging.
Being pressed back repeatedly had already ignited the Raikage's temper.
With a roar, he counterattacked.
"Lariat!" (Lightning Oppression Horizontal Chop)
In an instant, he appeared before Akihito, arm swinging toward his throat.
Akihito's pupils shrank slightly.
"That speed…!"
There was no time to evade.
He relied entirely on his Fire Release Chakra Mode's elementalization.
Crack—
The Raikage's arm sliced cleanly through Akihito's neck—
But no blood flowed.
Only blazing flames.
Even A was startled.
He had heard from Yugito about Akihito's physical immunity technique—but even at his extreme speed, he still couldn't break through it.
Akihito's elementalization triggered automatically upon impact—a passive defense. Speed alone couldn't bypass it.
Its weakness?
Stamina consumption.
To harm Akihito, A would need to exhaust him.
But the Raikage refused to believe his taijutsu couldn't handle one young Uchiha.
He clenched his fist and charged again.
"I refuse to believe I can't break you!"
"Lariat—Thousand Strike Dance!"
His fists moved like lightning.
Akihito didn't dodge.
He didn't even try.
Let him be strong—like a breeze brushing a mountain ridge.
Let him be fierce—like moonlight over a great river.
Let him rage and strike—
I remain unmoved.
…
After a long barrage, the Raikage finally stopped.
Akihito smiled faintly.
"Why'd you stop?"
"Your massage technique isn't bad."
A's teeth nearly cracked from grinding.
But he truly had no immediate solution.
At that moment, Killer B finally arrived.
"Big bro, why didn't you wait for me before charging in?"
"Baka-yarō, kono-yarō—!"
His gaze shifted to Akihito.
"Young man, you're strong. My bro's having trouble—if this keeps up, he might go cold. The great Killer B is here to help—"
Before he could continue his awkward rap, the Raikage flashed over and clamped a hand over his mouth.
This was a high-level duel.
There was no place for off-key rhymes.
Akihito, however, regarded B with interest.
So this was the "Ninja Killer" praised by Minato Namikaze?
Terrible singer.
Terrifying fighter.
With his brother beside him, the Raikage's confidence swelled again.
Head of the Uchiha clan?
Still just a brat.
You think one physical-immunity technique makes you untouchable?
The AB Combination would teach him reality.
To A, Akihito's decision to fight head-on without reinforcements was arrogance.
Granted—he had skill.
But challenging the AB Combination with just that?
Naïve.
They had dominated the shinobi world for decades.
"Get ready, brat," A growled, raising his right arm.
"Witness the terror of the AB Combination!"
B immediately understood.
"OK, bro!"
"Double Lariat!"
The two launched their synchronized attack.
Akihito's expression finally grew serious.
He could elementalize—
But stamina was finite.
Under relentless assault from two Kage-level opponents, exhaustion was inevitable.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Their combined strikes crashed against him, sending ripples of flame across his body.
Akihito seized an opening to counter.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
"Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire with Crimson Claws!"
The Raikage, armored in lightning, smashed the Great Fireball barehanded—
And instantly regretted it, his palm scorched.
B was more cautious.
Facing Akihito's flaming shuriken, he drew his blades and entered his self-created style—
Eight-Sword Style.
Spinning wildly, blades flashing from every angle.
Though he looked like he was dancing, the style was anything but weak.
Even Mangekyō Sasuke had struggled to read it.
Even Uchiha Itachi had been forced back.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Metal rang across the battlefield.
In mere seconds, Akihito and B exchanged dozens of blows.
B grew more excited, flipping upside down mid-combat.
"Dance!"
"Dance like a butterfly!"
Next moment—
He erupted into a flurry.
"Wild Dance Blade!"
Akihito remained calm.
"One-Sword Style: Shiranui."
Clang!
With a single ringing slash, he shattered B's incoming blades, sending them scattering.
But the Raikage had no qualms about playing dirty.
While Akihito was locked in combat with B—
A struck from behind.
"Guillotine Drop!"
A fierce gust slammed into Akihito's back.
He turned too late.
BOOM!
Though elementalized, the force still blasted him off his feet.
Watching Akihito tumble, the Raikage felt a surge of satisfaction.
Weren't you cutting me down so boldly earlier?
Now it's my turn to press you into the dirt.
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