Naruto: Naruto's Uchiha girlfriend is too tsundere

The hairs on the back of his head stood on end. A low, cold laugh came from beneath the mask in the Raikage's ear. "You rely too much on 'prediction,' Raikage."

"Spiral Wheel Yu".

A jet-black chakra sphere exploded on the Raikage's back, the distorting force of the collapsing space tearing cracks in his Lightning Release armor. The excruciating pain, accompanied by the blast, blasted the Raikage away, his body crashing into the rubble, kicking up clouds of dust.

"cough……!"

The Raikage struggled to his feet from the rubble, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth. He wiped away the blood, his Lightning Release armor surging once more, but the fighting spirit in his eyes grew even more ferocious.

"That's fantastic! Flying Thunder God Technique!!"

That battle that ended with Minato Namikaze…! His fist clenched, and his Lightning Release chakra surged once more. “Right here, answer my questions!!”

Who is truly the fastest ninja in the world?!

"Whoosh—!"

Menma's figure vanished like a ghost, and the next second, he appeared behind and to the side of Raikage, his spiral wheel mercilessly slamming into Raikage's back.

Raikage's reaction was terrifying. The instant the spiral wheel touched him, his body transformed into a blinding bolt of lightning, shifting several meters to the side and narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.

"boom--!"

The spiral wheel crashed into the air, blasting a giant crater ten meters in diameter into the ground. The aftershocks of dark chakra spread out like ripples, causing even the air to tremble.

"Tsk, you dodged pretty fast." Menma's voice came from under the mask, tinged with mockery.

The Raikage did not respond; his gaze was fixed on Menma, the lightning arcs on his Lightning Release armor crackling, and his muscles slightly burning from the high-speed movement.

Black phantoms and lightning constantly intertwined on the battlefield. Spiral Wheels kept exploding in the giant crater. After suffering the consequences, Raikage was no longer reckless and began to constantly dodge the numbing Spiral Wheels.

After a brief battle, the Raikage concluded that this guy... was different from Minato Namikaze!

Minato's Flying Thunder God Technique was more elegant, like a golden flash weaving a trail of death across the battlefield. But Menma before them… his fighting style was far more brutal, far more insidious!

"Don't get too cocky, kid!"

The Raikage stomped his foot on the ground, cracking it with immense force, and his figure shot towards Menma like a cannonball, his Lightning Release chakra gathering at his fist.

"Heavy Storm!!"

Menma neither dodged nor avoided, but simply tossed up a Flying Thunder God kunai.

"Uh-huh!"

The Raikage's fist pierced through the afterimage, while Menma's true form appeared in mid-air, the black spiral wheel in his hand coalescing once more.

"It's useless. No matter how fast you are... you can't beat 'teleportation'."

The battle gradually devolved into a one-sided war of attrition.

The Raikage's speed is indeed unparalleled in the ninja world; his Lightning Release armor allows his explosive power and reaction speed to reach the limits of human ability. But Menma's Flying Thunder God Technique... doesn't even belong to the category of "speed."

This isn't about who's faster... it's about who's closer to the "finish line"!

The Raikage's breathing became heavy, and the chakra consumption of his Lightning Release armor far exceeded expectations. Every charge, every dodge, was rapidly draining his stamina. Meanwhile, Menma... remained completely at ease.

"boom--!"

Another Spiral Wheel Explosion exploded beside the Raikage. Although he barely managed to dodge it, the aftershock of the explosion still tore through the Lightning Release Armor's defenses, leaving a bloody gash on his shoulder.

Damn...!

The Raikage gritted his teeth, his fighting spirit still burning, but the exhaustion in his body was undeniable. His wounds multiplied, and the light from his Lightning Release armor gradually dimmed.

But Mianma... remains as elusive as a ghost.

"Shall we continue, Raikage?"

The sound of pain came from all directions, and Flying Thunder God Kunai were scattered all over the battlefield, his figure seemed to be everywhere.

The Raikage was panting heavily, the arcs of electricity on his Lightning Release armor flickering weakly. His gaze swept around, finally settling on Menma's true form.

"Stop looking down on me...!"

He pounded his fist into his chest, his Lightning Release chakra erupting once more! "I am... the Raikage!!"

However, an unexpected situation occurred.

"No, I don't want to fight anymore."

The numb voice suddenly rang out, like a bucket of cold water poured on a scorching battlefield.

The Raikage's muscles even tensed slightly. He stared intently at Menma, a storm raging within him. What was this guy saying?

He clearly had the upper hand, and if he continued to drag it out, he would only lose... So why did he stop?

Raikage remained defiant, letting out a cold snort. "What, scared?" But his nerves were even more taut; years of combat instinct had alerted him to something amiss.

Menma did not answer immediately. His gaze, hidden beneath the fox mask, swept over the Raikage and then across the distant Konoha. Silence, like an invisible pressure, slowly enveloped the battlefield.

"You seem to have misunderstood something."

Finally, Menma spoke, a hint of barely perceptible weariness in his voice. He slightly raised his hand. "I don't want to fight anymore—not that I can't fight, but I want to end this battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clenched his fists tightly!

"boom--!!!"

A violent burst of Wind Release chakra erupted suddenly, compressing the air into a visible hurricane in an instant. The ground cracked, and rubble was swept into the air, turning into a deadly barrage! The Raikage's Lightning Release armor emitted a piercing buzzing sound in the wind pressure. His feet sank deep into the ground, carving out two furrows, but unusually, he did not choose to charge headlong into the ground. Instead, he firmly steadied himself.

No. This wind technique isn't for attacking, but rather... to block movement?

Raikage's intuition sent a frantic warning. He looked up and saw Mima's figure floating in mid-air, his black robes fluttering, his right palm facing upwards, a ball of pitch-black energy gathering at an alarming speed.

That is no longer the spiral wheel.

The concentration of chakra far exceeded that before, and the surrounding air was distorted due to the energy overload, even faintly tearing open tiny spatial rifts. Just staring at it was enough to make one's eyes sting.

"Great Spiral Wheel. Don't die, Raikage."

Chapter 32 The End of the Sky

At the main gate of Konoha, smoke and dust filled the air, and the sounds of ninjutsu explosions and summoning beast roars mingled together.

The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, stood in the center of the battlefield, his hands gripping a massive staff—the Vajra Staff.

This staff is not made of ordinary iron, but was transformed from his old comrade-in-arms, the Monkey King, the Monkey Demon. It possesses indestructible hardness, can freely extend and retract, and can even transform into chains, long staffs, or giant pillars depending on the needs of battle.

"Roar--!"

The Azure Dragon's massive tail swept across, and the Third Hokage's eyes narrowed. He suddenly extended the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand and slammed it down like a pillar supporting the sky!

"boom--!"

The air exploded as the Azure Dragon's scales collided with the Ruyi Jingu Bang, sparks flying everywhere. The immense impact cracked the ground beneath the Third Hokage's feet, but he remained unmoved, instead using the force to swing his staff and force the Azure Dragon back several meters.

However, before he could catch his breath, the white tiger's sharp claws attacked from the side!

"Lightning Release: Lightning Bullet!"

Xi's reinforcements arrived just in time, and the blinding lightning forced the White Tiger back. Darui seized the opportunity to swing his ninja sword, lightning chakra coiling around the blade, and slashed at the other approaching Nine-Faced Beast.

The third generation's gaze was calm, but his heart was filled with solemnity—these summoned beasts were too troublesome.

He had fought his way through countless battles and seen countless powerful summoning beasts, but the last time he felt this solemn towards a summoning beast with nine of them gathered together, each possessing at least the strength of an elite Jonin, was when he faced Hanzo the Salamander.

The Azure Dragon and Black Tortoise excel in close combat, their scales as hard as iron. The White Tiger is extremely fast, its claws capable of tearing apart chakra-enhanced ninja tools. The two staff-wielding humanoid summoning beasts can use sealing techniques to restrict everyone's movements, while the Grim Reaper harvests the chakra. Meanwhile, the giant bird circling high in the sky continuously attacks from above, suppressing the formation of the Konoha Anbu.

They are not ordinary wild beasts, but highly trained weapons of war, each with its own unique fighting style, working together seamlessly.

"Hokage-sama!" a Hyuga ANBU member shouted through gritted teeth, "Their chakra reaction... is still intensifying!"

The third generation gripped the Ruyi Cudgel tightly, a resolute look appearing on their aged face—it seemed they could no longer keep it.

He took a deep breath, and his chakra began to surge. As a ninjutsu professor proficient in all five elemental ninjutsu, he was rarely forced to go all out.

But today, facing this monstrous nine-faced beast...

"Everyone, stay back!"

The Third Hokage gave a low shout, his hands quickly forming hand seals, chakra surging within him. Next, he would show these summoned beasts what the true power of a Kage-level being was.

The Third Hokage instantly completed the hand seals for his Shadow Clones, with four figures standing in four directions, and the five types of chakra—wind, fire, lightning, earth, and water—gathering in his throat.

The Fifth Element: Great Combo Bullet Technique. This is a devastating ninjutsu capable of completely tearing apart the Nine-Faced Beast's formation.

However, just as the chakra was about to explode—

"Shh!"

The Nine-Faced Beast vanished without warning.

It wasn't a Body Flicker Technique, nor a Substitution Technique, but rather a phantom that had been wiped away, leaving not even a trace of chakra fluctuation.

The Third Hokage's aged fingers suddenly tightened, abruptly interrupting the ninjutsu he was about to unleash.

wrong.

Battlefield intuition pounded wildly in his nerves. The disappearance of those summoned beasts was too bizarre, as if... they had been forcibly recalled by some higher-level force.

He suddenly looked up, his cloudy, sharp gaze piercing the sky.

A hundred meters above the ground, a blurry figure hovered silently. His black robe billowed like ink drops into clear water, and in his hand condensed an indescribable ball of pitch-black energy that devoured even light.

"Shufeng! Use your White Eyes to probe that direction!"

"Yes!"

Hyuga Sakuka—an elite member of the Hyuga branch family's ANBU—did not hesitate to form hand seals. Beneath his mask, veins bulged around his eyes, and his Byakugan instantly locked onto the dark figure in the sky.

Then-- "……!"

His breathing hitched.

In Byakugan's vision, the "inside" of that humanoid outline did not exhibit the chakra flow expected of a human.

That is an abyss.

The pitch-black, viscous, and violent chakra writhed like a living thing, with a crimson vortex churning at its core. Each pulse caused the surrounding natural energy to groan in agony, as if it were about to burst forth under its own weight. Just watching it was as if cold tentacles were crawling into his brain through his gaze, tearing at his reason.

What...what is this...?

Shuofeng's fingertips began to tremble. On the night the Fourth Hokage sacrificed himself, he had observed the Tailed Beasts with his Byakugan, and even faced the Nine-Tails' rampaging chakra. But the being in the sky now was far more... blasphemous than any of those.

No...impossible...how could human meridians possibly withstand such a magnitude...

The density of chakra transcends the concept of "quantity," representing a kind of negation of "existence" itself. Like someone witnessing a tsunami, even fear seems pale in the face of the giant waves.

Cold sweat dripped down his chin, soaking the lining of his ANBU uniform. His throat spasmed; he wanted to report to the Third Hokage, but found himself unable to utter a sound—

"North wind!"

The Third Hokage's low shout thundered through Hyuga Sakufu's mind, frozen in fear. Sakufu awoke with a start, his blood beginning to flow again. His throat was dry and painful, but he finally managed to squeeze out a sound—

"Hokage-sama! We must stop that ninjutsu! If it lands in Konoha... the entire village will be razed to the ground!"

The threat of death has never been so clear.

The Third Hokage's pupils suddenly contracted. Although his intuition had already sensed danger, the worst fears still came true when Shuofeng confirmed it with his own words.

"Sealing team! Deploy the barrier immediately!"

He gave the order sternly, but just as he was preparing to form hand seals, attempting to release a ninjutsu as quickly as possible to disrupt Menma in the sky.

The figure in the sky moved.

Mianma slowly raised his hand, and the pitch-black sphere—the Great Spiral Wheel—began to fall silently.

Its speed was not fast, even somewhat slow, as if mocking the struggles of mortals. But it was precisely this composure that made it all the more despairing.

Wherever the pitch-black sphere passed, the air twisted and cracked, and even space itself could not bear its weight.

Destruction is imminent.

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The vortex-like figure hovered above the clouds, his black robes fluttering wildly in the turbulent air currents. In his palm, the pitch-black sphere—the Great Spiral Wheel—was collapsing and condensing in a terrifying manner.

The already profound and unfathomable chakra core became even more solidified, its gravity impenetrable even to light. The pitch-black energy was compressed to its limit, its surface rippled with ominous patterns, twisting and writhing like blood vessels.

Around the spiral wheel, space began to crack.

Pale energy rings appeared out of thin air, slowly rotating around the dark sphere like planetary rings. These rings were not physical entities, but rather spatial rifts created by the intense friction between chakra compressed to its limit and natural energy, like a Saturn shrunk countless times, suspended in the sky.

"Om-!"