69novels Chapter 338 Kakashi of Akatsuki VS Obito of Konoha
Chapter 338 Kakashi of Akatsuki VS Obito of Konoha
Chapter 338 Kakashi of Akatsuki VS Obito of Konoha
in the audience.
Those present today include: Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Kaoru, Kakashi, Itachi, and Kisame.
As soon as Naruto entered, his gaze was fixed on Sasuke, who exuded an aura that kept strangers at bay.
He completely ignored Sasuke's cold gaze and plopped down in the empty seat next to Sasuke with a grin.
Naruto patted Sasuke on the shoulder and greeted him with a grin.
Sasuke's brows furrowed instantly, making no attempt to hide his displeasure. He abruptly swung his arm, trying to break free.
Naruto laughed nonchalantly, "Hey, don't be so formal! It's just sitting empty anyway!"
As he spoke, he secretly winked at Sakura, who was standing to the side and seemed a little hesitant.
Encouraged by Naruto, Sakura took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and carefully sat down on the other side of Sasuke. Although she didn't directly touch him like Naruto did, she tried to get as close as possible, her pretty face filled with nervousness and anticipation.
The two men flanked Sasuke, making his face darken even more, his icy expression so ugly it could drip water.
He tried to shake his shoulder again, but Naruto's hand was firmly rooted to his shoulder and he couldn't shake it off.
In the end, Sasuke could only give Naruto a half-hearted glare.
This scene was captured in perfect detail by Itachi Uchiha, who had been closely watching his younger brother from the corner.
When Itachi saw Naruto shamelessly clinging to him, and Sasuke tacitly acquiescing after a brief standoff, Itachi's expression shifted slightly, and he thoughtfully looked away.
His face remained calm and composed, only his slightly constricted pupils revealed the turmoil within him.
A previously vague idea became clearer because of that small interaction.
Kisame Hoshigaki, sitting cross-legged next to Itachi, appeared completely oblivious to the subtle atmosphere between the young men and women.
At this moment, his attention was completely focused on the huge screen that was gradually lighting up in front of him, and a shark-like face was wearing an enthusiastic and expectant smile.
At the same time, the images on the screen gradually became clearer, and the plot began to unfold slowly.
Suddenly, a man in a straw hat in the scene sprang up, a flash of silver light appeared, and he had somehow drawn a long, narrow dagger, which he slashed down at Obito, who was standing there dumbfounded, with lightning speed!
This sudden and fatal strike was incredibly fast; before the blade even fell, a chilling aura already assaulted the senses.
Several gasps of surprise rang out from the audience.
Sakura couldn't help but gasp softly, and Kaori involuntarily leaned forward, her eyes widening.
Naruto nearly jumped out of his seat, shouting anxiously, "Why didn't he dodge?!"
What are you standing there for? Get out of the way!
Kakashi stared intently at the screen, his heart leaping into his throat.
When Kakashi saw that Obito not only didn't dodge, but instead stood there dumbly facing the blade, he keenly sensed something.
Could it be that Obito in the dream also possesses Kamui?
His doubts were soon confirmed.
Although the camera only flashed by in a split second, he still clearly captured the particularly chilling crimson pattern—the pattern of the Mangekyou Sharingan!
"Phew—" Kakashi couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of relief.
As expected, Obito activated Kamui's Hollowfication ability.
Although it's unclear why Obito in the dream possessed the Mangekyou Sharingan, since he could use Kamui, he was already invincible against such pure physical attacks.
Sasuke also saw the strange pattern that flashed briefly in Obito's eyes.
The fleeting glimpse of the pattern gave him a strange sense of familiarity, and a flood of doubts arose in his mind.
Is that the Sharingan pattern? But—why does it look familiar? Am I seeing things?
on the screen.
The man in the straw hat was momentarily stunned to see Obito standing there dumbfounded, not even bothering to dodge, but instead meeting his blade head-on.
Finally, the incomparably sharp blade came to an abrupt halt just before it touched Obito's forehead, the sharp tip stopping steadily less than an inch away.
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Obito's expression froze in shock.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +600!]
The other party has stopped?
Why?
Is she testing me? Or—
However, before he could figure out the reason, a dizzying sensation as if his chakra had been instantly drained came over him like a tsunami.
The divine power could not be maintained, and the ethereal effect was automatically canceled in an instant.
Obito's legs buckled, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud.
He groaned, barely managing to keep from collapsing completely by supporting himself with his hands on the ground. A burning, stinging pain shot through his body, and his vision blurred, making him feel dizzy and disoriented.
Worse still, a tearing, burning pain and swelling came from my right eye, and a warm liquid slowly trickled down my cheek.
Obito struggled to raise his hand and wiped it under his eyes. His palm touched something sticky, and when he looked closer, it was covered in blood!
The good news is that the version of himself in this dream does indeed possess divine power.
The bad news is that this body doesn't have a white Zetsu to power it up, so the ethereal state can't last more than a few seconds.
The intangibility of just a few seconds almost drained all the chakra in his body and triggered an extremely strong backlash.
Such a severe deficit was something he had never experienced before.
Obito gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay awake, breathing rapidly, trying to mobilize his remaining chakra to alleviate the discomfort in his body, but with little effect.
His vision remained blurry, and the stinging pain in his right eye showed no signs of abating.
Opposite him, the man in the straw hat holding a sword had witnessed Obito's violent reaction.
"Hmph." A mocking sneer came from under the straw hat.
The man in the straw hat flicked his wrist, the long, narrow ninja sword spinning deftly in his hand, tracing cold arcs of light. He said sarcastically, "Is this all the Jonin in Konoha are capable of now? Just a casual slash, and you're so scared your legs go weak and you can't even stand up?"
"Konoha is far too comfortable. How could a piece of trash like you become a Jonin? You've never even touched a sword, have you?"
Obito remained kneeling on the ground, head bowed, his rapid breathing gradually becoming heavy, but the emptiness within him and the stinging pain in his right eye remained incredibly clear.
The man in the straw hat's sarcasm kept piercing his ears, but Obito had no time to be angry at the moment.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +800!]
Because of the other person's voice, and the incredibly familiar short knife in his hand—
Obito slowly raised his head. Although his vision was still somewhat blurry and the bloodstains on his right eye had not yet dried, he still uttered the other person's name word by word: "Kakashi, it's you, isn't it?"
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This was not a question, but a statement of absolute certainty.
The air seemed to freeze in that instant.
Obito stared intently at the man in the straw hat, trying to catch even the slightest change in his emotions through the wide straw hat and the thin veil covering his face.
The distortion of this dream once again exceeded his imagination.
That slash just now was definitely not a test or a warning.
That was a vicious strike, truly aimed at killing him.
That murderous intent was chilling and bone-piercing, containing years of pent-up hatred.
Even though he knew it was all just a dream, and that the Kakashi in front of him was not the real Kakashi, Obito still felt a sharp, uncontrollable pain deep inside his heart when his best friend locked onto him with such a murderous aura.
However, the man in the straw hat reacted very unexpectedly to Obito's unequivocal accusation.
He let out a disdainful sneer, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.
"Kakashi? Who's that? That name sounds awful."
It was a tone of complete disbelief, even tinged with a hint of disgust.
Obito felt a chill run down his spine, but he remained unmoved.
The other party denied it too quickly, which only made it seem like they were trying to cover up the truth.
"If you weren't Kakashi—" Obito, fighting off the dizziness in his head, staggered to his feet, his eyes fixed on his opponent, and hissed, "Why did you sheathe your sword just now? You could have easily slashed down with that!"
The man in the straw hat remained silent for a moment.
The wind in the forest seemed to stand still at that moment.
Even through the thin veil, Obito could feel the icy, bone-chilling gaze directed at him.
A few seconds later, the man in the straw hat spoke again, his voice even colder than before.
"What? I let you off the hook, and you're not even grateful? You think my leniency is an insult to you?"
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"Are all the Jonin of Konoha this ungrateful these days?"
A faint smile suddenly appeared on Obito's pale face.
He gently shook his head and said, "You can't bring yourself to do it—can't you, Kakashi?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a low growl filled with rage burst forth from under his straw hat.
"court death!"
In an instant, the figure of the man in the straw hat had turned into a blurry black and red afterimage!
The speed is even faster than before!
The killing intent became even more fierce and violent!
The man in the straw hat vanished in an instant, leaving only a few withered leaves swirling and falling in the air.
So fast!
Obito's pupils suddenly contracted, and alarm bells rang in his mind.
He dared not use Kamui Intangibility again, lest he exhaust himself. He could only force himself to take a deep breath, pull out a kunai from the ninja tool pouch on his side, and block in front of him!
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +400!]
clang!!
A piercing metallic clang rang out.
The man in the straw hat appeared beside Obito as if by teleportation, his long, narrow sword whistling through the air as it slashed fiercely at the kunai that Obito had raised!
The immense force rippled through the kunai, causing Obito's hand to tremble and go numb. His already weakened body staggered back several steps, sword and all, his chest heaving with blood and qi.
Such immense power! Such terrifying speed!
Obito was horrified.
The Kakashi in this dream world far surpassed the Kakashi in his memory in terms of speed, strength, and the ruthless killing intent in his swordsmanship.
Obito gritted his teeth, forced himself to meet the attack, and engaged in a fierce battle with his opponent.
The kunai and the short sword collided repeatedly in mid-air, scattering dazzling sparks.
In a clearing in the woods, two figures clashed at high speed, their blades flashing and killing intent palpable.
But after a few rounds, Obito quickly realized that he was no match for him in a head-on fight!
His opponent completely overwhelmed him, who was now severely injured and in a greatly diminished state, in terms of strength, speed, and even control of the battle rhythm.
After just a few moves, Obito had several new wounds of varying depths on his body.
Although he barely avoided fatal wounds, the gushing blood quickly stained his clothes, and his breathing became increasingly rapid and heavy.
Obito was both surprised and suspicious. Was this Kakashi after joining Akatsuki?
What exactly did he experience in this twisted world?
In a short time, Obito was forced into a perilous situation, his life hanging by a thread.
But his gaze gradually calmed down.
After all, his initial goal was not to defeat his opponent head-on.
The man in the straw hat suddenly unleashed a fierce side kick, aiming straight for Obito's ribs.
Due to exhaustion, Obito was a beat too slow in blocking, which immediately exposed a huge opening in his body.
A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the man in the straw hat, and he mercilessly stabbed his ninja sword toward Obito's wide-open chest!
If this stab lands, it would be enough to kill Obito on the spot!
puff!
The dull thud of a sharp blade piercing flesh exploded almost simultaneously!
Obito felt a chill on his left shoulder as the cold, sharp longsword mercilessly pierced through it. A wave of intense pain surged through him, causing him to groan involuntarily.
A powerful impact followed, and with a muffled thud, he was pinned to the thick tree trunk behind him!
At the same time, Obito's left hand gripped the edge of the straw hat tightly, and he gritted his teeth and struggled to lift it up!
The wide conical hat spun in the air, finally revealing the true face hidden beneath.
He has a signature head of short, silver-white hair, a black mask covering the lower half of his face, and a pair of cold, sharp, and undisguised black eyes that are filled with murderous intent!
Without a doubt, that face belongs to Kakashi Hatake!
However, this face was paler and thinner than at any point in Obito's memory, with dark shadows under his eyes, and his expression was shrouded in an unyielding gloom and resentment.
Despite the excruciating pain in his shoulder, Obito, pinned to the tree trunk, managed a triumphant smile.
He won his bet.
As it turned out, Kakashi once again avoided a truly fatal blow at the last moment.
The knife, though seemingly piercing his shoulder, precisely avoided vital organs, leaving only superficial wounds and excruciating pain, but did not actually take his life.
Despite his erratic breathing due to intense pain, Obito remained fixed on Kakashi's cold eyes.
Kakashi's expression remained unchanged despite his identity being exposed; only a cold and aloof demeanor remained.
He slowly pulled the long sword from Obito's shoulder, drawing out a spray of bright red blood.
Obito's body jolted, and he almost collapsed. Fortunately, the tree trunk behind him supported his weight, preventing him from sliding down.
Kakashi didn't even glance at Obito's increasingly pale face due to excessive blood loss; he simply flicked his wrist to shake off the still-warm blood droplets on the blade.
Immediately, he stepped forward and gently pressed the cold blade that had just pierced Obito's shoulder against the artery on the side of Obito's neck.
Kakashi leaned forward slightly, his voice beneath the mask low and terrifyingly calm: "Would I chop off your head with one stroke?"
Then, he seemed to chuckle softly: "No—that would be too cheap for you."
The blade pressed down slightly, drawing a shallow line of blood across Obito's neck.
"Don't even think about dying so easily."
The hatred in those words was so intense and real that even Obito was stunned on the spot.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Obito have been detected! Emotional value +400!]
"Obito-sensei?!"
A slightly anxious boy's voice came from the other side of the forest, quickly getting closer.
It's Sasuke.
Clearly, the commotion from the fight had alerted him, and he was rushing over here.
Upon hearing this voice, Kakashi's blade, pressed against Obito's neck, paused slightly.
With a flick of his wrist, he cleanly and efficiently sheathed the longsword.
He then bent down to pick up the straw hat that Obito had blown off, and casually put it back on his head, covering his striking silver hair and cold face once again.
The whole process took only two or three seconds.
Just as Sasuke's footsteps emerged from the bushes at the edge of the forest, Kakashi's figure had already retreated rapidly like a ghost, disappearing completely into the shadows of the dark forest in a few leaps.
In an instant, they vanished without a trace, leaving only a faint smell of blood and a lingering chilling killing intent in the air.
With his back against the tree trunk, Obito slowly slid down to the ground, his left hand tightly covering his bleeding right shoulder wound, his face as pale as a sheet of paper.
He stared in the direction Kakashi had disappeared, his eyes filled with a complex and unreadable expression.
Just then, Sasuke finally managed to push aside the last branch and rush into the clearing.
What came into view was Obito, covered in blood and looking disheveled, slumped on the ground, surrounded by shocking signs of a fight.
"Obito-sensei!" Sasuke's pupils contracted sharply, and he exclaimed in shock. The carefree smile on his face vanished, replaced by unprecedented rage and anxiety.
He rushed forward and knelt down beside Obito, wanting to check on his teacher's injuries, but he was somewhat at a loss.
"Didn't you say—you were just going to wander around the neighborhood? How could—how could it have turned out like this?!"
Sasuke's voice trembled slightly, his heart filled with anxiety.
Looking at the anxious and concerned student in front of him, and recalling Kakashi in his Akatsuki robes exuding murderous intent, Obito felt that this chaotic and absurd dream world was becoming increasingly incomprehensible. A sharp pain shot through his mind, and his head felt like it was about to split open.
"I'm... fine..." he managed to squeeze out a few hoarse syllables, struggling to say, "Help me... back..."