hotmtlnovel Chapter 89 Corpse Bone Pulse
Chapter 89 Corpse Bone Pulse
Chapter 89 Corpse Bone Pulse
Wood Release is definitely the most productive ninjutsu; if it were in modern society, it could easily make you a small-time real estate developer.
Standing outside the gate of the brand-new three-story house, Tetsuya's thoughts were somewhat scattered.
The dilapidated old house from this morning has disappeared, replaced by a three-story building in front of us. The wood used in the building has been specially reinforced by Tetsuya's chakra, so even if it is hit by ordinary ninjutsu, the exterior walls will only be charred.
However, whether they can withstand Shinra Tensei remains to be seen.
Familiar footsteps sounded, interrupting Tetsuya's thoughts.
"I heard you experimented with your new technique last night and actually caused your house to collapse?"
Sasuke stood with his hands in his pockets, a hint of a smile in his eyes, clearly intending to use this incident to mock Tetsuya.
"Hmm, I've learned a powerful ninjutsu that's no less potent than Wood Release."
However, the next moment, Tetsuya's words immediately plunged Sasuke into silence.
How come this guy's strength has improved so quickly?
"Speaking of which, there are some things I'd like to ask you—"
Sensing the growing gap in strength between them, Sasuke, originally from the Uchiha clan, hesitated to ask Tetsuya, a peer, about his training questions, and began to speak haltingly.
Having obtained the family's Sharingan training notes from Tetsuya, Sasuke practiced according to the experience of his predecessors. He clearly felt that the Sharingan's power was constantly increasing, and he was not far from unlocking the two-tomoe Sharingan. However, considering that Tetsuya already had the three-tomoe Sharingan, Sasuke felt that the improvement speed was too slow, so he had to put aside his Uchiha pride and ask for guidance.
Tetsuya shared a few words about his experience using the Sharingan, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Very good, the prey has taken the bait.
Kagura sensed an unfamiliar chakra fluctuation rapidly approaching with her Mind's Eye. That special chakra, with its inherent chill, was clearly of the same lineage as the Sound Four.
The last owner of the Corpse Bone Clan has arrived.
Speaking of which, shouldn't we change Miyo's barrier? It seems like anyone can come and go as they please—Itachi Uchiha, Orochimaru's subordinates, and so on. These people have been defectors for years, and they haven't even changed the combination lock on the gate? Is that appropriate?
"What's wrong?"
Uchiha Sasuke followed Tetsuya's gaze and his pupils contracted slightly.
Just two zhang away, Kimimaro stood quietly on the treetop, his gaze toward Sasuke filled with scrutiny.
Why did Lord Orochimaru choose such a weak target?
On the contrary, the boy beside Sasuke is more qualified to be Orochimaru's vessel, isn't he?
"You're Uchiha Sasuke?"
As he spoke, Kimimaro's figure flashed in front of Sasuke, causing Sasuke to instinctively throw a punch, but Kimimaro easily reached out and grabbed his wrist.
"Is this what it feels like to have touched Lord Orochimaru's dream?"
Despite Sasuke's desperate struggle, Kimimaro's arm remained as steady as a mountain, his five fingers like shackles locking Sasuke's wrist, and he even closed his eyes, seemingly carefully sensing the temperature of Sasuke's body.
"Let me go!"
Sasuke's face turned red, and as he swung his other fist to attack again, Kimimaro gently pulled him away, causing him to lose his balance and roll twice on the ground before crashing into a large tree.
"It's a miracle that his body has been completely drained by bloodline disease, yet he can still be so lively."
Tetsuya looked at Kimimaro and couldn't help but sigh.
In Kagura's perception, Kimimaro's body was riddled with holes. An ordinary person would probably have died ten or eight times over, but Kimimaro was still able to exert Jonin-level combat power, which made Tetsu admire him.
"I have a mission that I must complete, so I'm not acting with my body, but with my spirit!"
Just as Kimimaro was about to walk towards Sasuke to take him away, he felt the pressure of Tetsuya's chakra lock onto him and immediately understood something.
It seems unlikely that Sasuke can be taken away before defeating Tetsuya.
"What exactly does that rogue ninja named Orochimaru want to do?"
Sasuke struggled to sit up straight, his eyes fixed on Kimimaro in front of him.
Although the exchange lasted only a moment, Sasuke noticed that Kimimaro's taijutsu seemed to be faster and more accurate than Kakashi's.
Why are any of Orochimaru's random subordinates so strong?
If I leave with them, will I also gain great power, thus catching up with Tetsuya and even killing that man?
"Lord Orochimaru has researched the true art of immortality, thereby gaining access to all ninjutsu in the ninja world, and even everything else. However, this will require a very long time—"
Sasuke was still young and naturally had no interest in immortality techniques; a hint of impatience was already showing in his eyes.
"Although one is immortal, the physical body cannot remain unchanged indefinitely. Before the body decays, a new, strong body is needed as a vessel for the soul."
So, Orochimaru has his eye on me?
Sasuke, who stood up, was not annoyed by this; instead, the corners of his mouth curled up almost imperceptibly.
This Orochimaru guy has a good eye; he knows the strength and potential of the Uchiha clan.
"Uchiha Sasuke, if you come with me, you can obtain immense power from Lord Orochimaru, power far greater than mine!"
Feeling the immense pressure from Tetsuya, Kimimaro tried to persuade Sasuke, hoping to reduce unnecessary trouble.
"I heard that Orochimaru's obsession with the Sharingan stems from his ambush of Itachi Uchiha while he was in Akatsuki. As a result, Itachi, who was only using the three-tomoe Sharingan, severed his arm, forcing him to defect from Akatsuki?"
Tetsuya glanced at Sasuke, whose lips were tightly pursed and whose eyes were darting around, and realized that Sasuke was obviously tempted. So, with a quick thought, he exposed Orochimaru's true colors.
Tetsuya, who was not the reincarnation of Ashura, was not confident that he could persuade Sasuke to give up his idea of defection with his words. Therefore, he could only make Sasuke clearly realize that even if he abandoned everything in Konoha to join Orochimaru, he would not be able to obtain the power to defeat Uchiha Itachi.
Pshaw, so Orochimaru's strength is that weak?
Sasuke's already low opinion of Orochimaru stemmed from Orochimaru's failure to kill Hiruzen Sarutobi, the "strongest" Hokage. Upon hearing that Orochimaru was easily defeated by Itachi, he immediately lost interest in him.
"It seems that only by defeating you can I take him to see Lord Orochimaru."
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Sasuke's thoughts were written all over his face, so naturally they couldn't be hidden from Kimimaro. As a member of the Shikotsumyaku clan who wasn't good at talking, Kimimaro had more confidence in his own strength.
"You can give it a try."
As soon as Tetsuya finished speaking, he saw Kimimaro raise his arm, his ten fingers forming claws as he aimed them at Tetsuya.
The white, jade-like finger bones pierced through the skin at the fingertips, shooting towards Tetsuya like a bullet fired from a gun. Not only was the speed lightning fast, but it also blocked all room for evasion.
Corpse Bone Pulse - Ten Fingers Pierced by Bullets.
So fast!
Even though Tetsuya was fully aware of the abilities of the Corpse Bone Pulse, he was still amazed by the speed of the bone bullet. Even a Jonin would be killed if he was not careful when faced with such an unexpected attack.
Grab it! Grab it! Grab it!
Three bone bullets simultaneously struck Tetsuya's forehead, throat, and heart. The remaining force even pierced through his body, flying out from behind and embedding itself deeply into the wooden wall of the house behind him.
Ok?
Kimimaro, who had landed a successful blow, did not show any joy, because the moment the bone bullet hit, Tetsuya had already turned into a wooden doll with a blank expression, clearly just a wooden substitute.