svetikya Chapter 369 The Shock Brought by Divine Might
Chapter 369 The Shock Brought by Divine Might
"Konoha, Obito Uchiha wins!"
Sakumo Hatake's voice amplified through the soundproof barrier at the edge of the ring.
Inside the Konoha Dome, the stands for tens of thousands of people were deathly silent.
There were no cheers, no gasps, and even breathing was deliberately suppressed as tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the center of the arena.
The power of those electromagnetic cannon strikes had burned large and small craters into the hard ground, but Obito stood there unharmed.
On the commentary platform, Nishikawa Tetsu leaned back in his chair.
He picked up the glass of ice water beside him, took a big gulp, and the icy liquid slid down his throat.
He looked into Obito's eyes and loosened his grip on the microphone.
Divine power.
Obito's eye ability remained unchanged, just like in the original story, which made Nishikawa Tetsu breathe a long sigh of relief.
He didn't want to lose such a bug-like ability.
Rin Nohara, still covering her mouth with both hands, leaned forward slightly, staring blankly at Obito's back.
She had thought Obito would win, but she didn't expect him to win so easily.
Minato Namikaze's azure eyes fell on Obito. As a user of the Flying Thunder God Technique, he had an extremely high sensitivity to spatial fluctuations.
In the instant those beams pierced through Obito's body, Minato did not sense any coordinate jumps from space-time ninjutsu, nor did he see any afterimages.
Obito didn't move an inch; he just stood there, letting the beams of light pass through his body.
This ability is clearly beyond the common sense of Minato.
Fugaku Uchiha sat upright in his chair. He picked up the teacup in front of him, and the tea inside rippled slightly.
Fugaku only knew that Obito's Kaleidoscope Sharingan could be used to create intangible forms.
Because shortly after Obito awakened his Sharingan, Fugaku instructed him to keep it a secret. Not only was the awakening of his Sharingan a secret, but the abilities of his Mangekyou Sharingan were also kept strictly confidential and should never be used unless absolutely necessary.
Why does Fugaku now allow Obito to use it in matches?
There are two reasons. First, Obito himself has a strong desire to win the championship. Second, Konoha and the Uchiha clan are now fully capable of protecting him, as this is no longer the time when the war has just ended.
At this moment, looking at the scene on the stage, Fugaku's hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air.
This ability to kill on first encounter, completely ignoring even electromagnetic cannon attacks, is ridiculously overpowered.
Chiyo leaned on her cane, her withered lips pressed tightly together.
Her gaze passed over Obito and landed on the red-haired boy behind her with his hands hanging down.
Scorpion, you've done enough.
"No, Obito beat Sasori?" Kana's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Am I dreaming?" She pinched Mei Terumi's cheek next to her.
Mei Terumi rolled her eyes: "Shouldn't you be pinching yourself right now? I feel the pain. Obito Uchiha definitely won."
She was also shocked; Obito Uchiha's ability just now was truly amazing.
Genma Shiranui leaned back in his chair, looked down at his still-bandaged wound, and then looked up at Obito, who was unharmed on the stage.
A slightly bitter, self-deprecating smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
If he had some regrets before that he couldn't last until the end, now it seems that even if he had forcibly opened the fourth gate of the Eight Gates Formation on the stage, he still wouldn't have been able to win.
Not only Genma, but also the genin from other villages who were eliminated in the additional matches were pale-faced at this moment.
Several Cloud Village genin exchanged glances, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.
Sasaki Yun swallowed hard, his fingers unconsciously scratching at his knees.
A sense of relief spread among the eliminated contestants.
On the arena.
Obito removed the kunai from Sasori's throat and casually tucked it back into the ninja tool pouch on his leg.
The scorpion stood quietly.
The chakra threads on his fingers had completely broken, and the puppets lay scattered around him. Some were smashed on the floor, while others were piled on top of each other.
The reel slipped from Scorpion's shoulder and fell to the ground with a dull thud.
He didn't look at Obito, nor at the puppet on the ground.
Sasori's gaze swept around, and he saw Chiyo, who was expressionless in the VIP section, before turning his gaze back to Sakumo Hatake, who was standing a few steps away.
The fingers curled slightly inside the sleeve, and there were more puppets in the scroll.
If all of them were summoned, forming an absolute firepower network of hundreds of puppets...
it's useless.
Scorpion's eye twitched slightly.
No matter how many puppets are summoned, no matter how dense the firepower, if they can't hit the physical entity, all attacks are just a waste of chakra.
This ability to completely ignore attacks leaves no room for reasoning. Quantity is meaningless until the weaknesses in the opponent's ability are identified.
However, in this highly anticipated exam, under Chiyo's watchful eye and right under the nose of the examiner, Hatake Sakumo, he lost so quickly and so thoroughly that he didn't even have time to reveal his true trump card.
But a loss is a loss.
Scorpion's facial muscles tensed even more.
"oops!"
A loud voice broke the silence on the stage.
Obito strode forward casually, stretched out his right hand, and patted Sasori's shoulder twice.
"Slap! Slap!"
Sasori's body stiffened slightly, his brows furrowed, and he turned to look at Obito.
Obito stood with his hands on his hips, his black goggles still firmly on his eyes.
He grinned, his smile extremely smug.
"Luckily, Obito was a cut above the rest! A narrow victory!"
Obito's voice was very loud, and through the amplification barrier, it spread throughout the entire stadium.
"But you're not bad either. When those puppets fire at the same time, they are indeed quite difficult to deal with."
Obito gave a thumbs-up and pointed to the puppets on the ground.
"My little brother Kakashi probably can't beat you!"
auditorium.
Kakashi crossed his arms, recovering from the shock Obito had given him.
Upon hearing Obito's words, Kakashi's exposed eyes rolled upwards sharply, revealing a large expanse of white.
He raised his hand, pulled the black mask up a bit, and then tugged hard at the edge of his headband.
When did I become your underling? And how do you know I can't beat Scorpion?
Kakashi tapped the hilt of his short sword three times with his fingers as he stared at the red-haired boy in the oversized clothes on the stage, recalling the dense electromagnetic cannon beams and the puppet formation that had left no blind spots.
He didn't have Obito's monstrous abilities; relying solely on Lightning Release and his short sword, it would indeed be difficult for him to break through that barrage of fire.
On the arena.
Upon hearing Obito's words, Sasori paused in his steps as he was about to turn and leave.
Kakashi.
He had heard this name many times during his time in Konoha: Kakashi Hatake, the genius of Konoha.
The scorpion slowly turned its head.
His gaze passed over Obito and went straight to the examiner, Sakumo Hatake, who was standing to the side.
Sakumo Hatake met Sasori's gaze, and this battle-hardened hero of Konoha remained silent.
He glanced at the puppets on the ground, then at the scorpion.
Sakumo Hatake nodded slightly to Sasori.
This small gesture can be considered a silent form of approval.
He was probably the person in the village who knew Sasori and Kakashi's strength best. With Kakashi's current strength, he had a 50/50 chance of winning in a head-on confrontation with Sasori.
As Sasori watched Sakumo Hatake nod, the fingers that had been curled up inside his sleeve slowly loosened.
He ignored Obito's boasting and turned to walk away.
He left the scroll where it was, without picking it up. He didn't even glance back at the puppet lying on the arena.
Scorpion followed the passage, step by step, into the shadows.
Only when Sasori's figure completely disappeared at the entrance of the passage did the audience inside the Konoha Dome awaken as if from a dream, erupting into a belated, deafening clamor.