As the Kirigakure team cautiously advanced through the trees, they stumbled upon a shocking scene. A ninja from the Sand, with an imposing aura and a cold gaze, stood before a gruesome sight: three ninjas lay impaled on the ground, their lifeless bodies evidencing the brutality of the combat.
Momosuke: (With a look of surprise and respect) "Oh, it seems the genius from Suna is here... You must have quite a few charms in your possession... Bad luck for those who crossed your path."
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (Smirking maliciously as he coldly wipes his weapon) "Bad luck? They chose to be weak. In this game, only the strong survive. And believe me, I have no mercy for those who can't keep up."
Matsu: (Watching with interest) "But don't forget that we're not an easy team to face either."
As the Kirigakure team braced for what promised to be a fierce confrontation, the sand ninja remained confident, his icy smile never fading.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (Laughs coldly, looking at the members of the Kirigakure team) "Facing me? If you seek a challenge, don't hesitate to try. Just remember that there's no room for compassion here. And if you cross my path, rest assured that I will enjoy every moment."
Momosuke: (Stepping forward) "Stay back... this bastard is mine." (He turns to his teammates with a firm look.) "And don't doubt that I will enjoy sweeping the floor with you."
Kazuhiro Natsuki raised an eyebrow, visibly intrigued by Momosuke's bold statement. His demeanor was a mix of amusement and disdain.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (With a challenging smile) "So you want to play. Very well, let's see if your words can be backed up with action."
Kazuhiro Natsuki prepared for combat, revealing his Kekkei Genkai, the Magnet Release. The air around him began to vibrate with a subtle magnetic field, causing nearby metallic objects to move unsettlingly.
Momosuke: (Concentrating, his gaze fixed on the enemy) "You're not going to like what's coming for you."
The magnetic field around the sand ninja intensified, and small metal particles on the ground began to levitate. It was clear that the use of his Kekkei Genkai gave him a considerable advantage in battle, allowing him to manipulate metals at will.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (Gracefully moving his hand, creating a swirling current of metallic sand around him) "Ready to be crushed under the weight of my power? Let's see if you can endure this."
Momosuke prepared for combat, his short sword in hand and his body in an attacking stance. He knew that facing a user of Magnet Release was dangerous, but his will was even stronger.
Momosuke: (Confidently) "Let the game begin."
The confrontation between Momosuke and Kazuhiro Natsuki intensified as their skills clashed in a fierce duel. The battlefield was filled with the vibrant energy of the fight, with the ground trembling beneath the fighters' feet.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (With a mocking smile as he controls the iron sand) "Is that all you've got? Don't make me laugh!"
Momosuke: (Focused, making a quick gesture) "Katon: Phoenix Flowers!"
Suddenly, a series of blazing flames erupted from Momosuke's hands, forming a flower-shaped pattern that flew toward the sand ninja. The flames accurately targeted his opponent, attempting to break through the iron sand he controlled.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (Manipulating the iron sand to create a protective barrier) "Impressive, but that won't be enough!"
The flames collided with the metallic sand barrier, creating an explosion of heat and debris. The sand deformed under the impact, but the sand ninja managed to keep most of his defense intact.
Not giving his opponent a moment to breathe, Momosuke quickly performed a new jutsu.
Momosuke: "Doton: Mud River!"
Suddenly, the ground beneath the sand ninja transformed into a torrent of mud that rushed toward him. The mud river surged forcefully, attempting to immobilize the ninja and hinder his mobility.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (Focusing to counter the attack) "Not so fast!"
The sand ninja used his ability to manipulate the magnetic field to his advantage, lifting metal particles from the ground to form a kind of shield that blocked most of the mud. However, the attack managed to wet part of his terrain, making his movements more difficult.
The confrontation between Momosuke and Kazuhiro Natsuki continued, with both fighters displaying their abilities spectacularly.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (With a malicious grin) "Iron Sand: Drilling Hole!"
Immediately, Kazuhiro Natsuki formed and shot fine needles of iron sand, each sharp and deadly. The needles sped toward Momosuke with lethal velocity, slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.
Momosuke: (With a determined expression) "Futon: Vacuum Sphere!"
Momosuke inhaled deeply, concentrating a large amount of air in his mouth. He then released the air in the form of compressed wind bullets toward the needles. The wind bullets moved at great speed, colliding with the iron sand needles in an explosion of energy.
Both attacks clashed in the air, creating a powerful collision that resulted in an explosion of dust and debris. The iron sand needles and wind bullets disintegrated into a cloud of particles, nullifying the mutual impact.
The hand-to-hand combat between Momosuke and Kazuhiro Natsuki began to escalate. Taking advantage of the momentary dust cloud that lingered after the jutsu collision, Momosuke quickly closed in on Kazuhiro Natsuki.
Momosuke: (Moving swiftly) "Now it's my turn!"
Kazuhiro Natsuki, although still able to use his Magnet Element ability to manipulate the iron sand, felt overwhelmed by Momosuke's speed and agility. The iron sand moved to defend and attack, but Momosuke had an exceptional ability to read and anticipate his opponent's movements.
Momosuke: (With agile and precise movements) "Your sand is impressive, but it's not enough to keep up with me."
Momosuke easily dodged the iron sand attacks that Kazuhiro Natsuki hurled around him. With each move, Momosuke closed in closer and closer, exploiting every opening in Kazuhiro Natsuki's defense. His strikes were quick and powerful, forcing Kazuhiro Natsuki to focus on defending rather than attacking.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (Struggling to maintain his position) "You're fast, but this isn't over yet!"
Despite Kazuhiro Natsuki's defensive skills, the iron sand couldn't cover all the vulnerable areas that Momosuke exploited with precision. Each hit from Momosuke landed with force, and his ability to read Kazuhiro Natsuki's attacks allowed him to easily dodge counterattacks.
Momosuke: (Smiling confidently while continuing the assault) "No need to be so reserved. Let your sand show what it's capable of!"
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (Forced to use more and more sand to defend himself) "Damn...!"
The battle turned into a game of skill, where Momosuke maintained a clear advantage with his ability to anticipate and avoid his opponent's attacks, while Kazuhiro Natsuki desperately tried to counterattack and maintain his defense.
The fight continued with great intensity until, at a decisive moment, Momosuke found the opening he was looking for. With a swift movement, his first strike landed directly against Kazuhiro Natsuki.
Kazuhiro Natsuki: (Surprised by the force of the blow) "Ugh!"
The impact was so devastating that Kazuhiro Natsuki dropped to his knees, struggling to catch his breath. Momosuke, ready to deliver the finishing blow and secure victory, prepared to knock out his opponent. However, at that moment, a chill ran down his spine—a disturbing feeling that made him hesitate.
Momosuke: (Looking around, trying to identify the source of the chill) "What's happening?"
As the sand ninja was on the ground, Momosuke realized that the sensation came from a familiar presence—his master. From a safe distance and without being detected by the others, his master was using his abilities with extreme subtlety to prevent Momosuke from finishing the fight.
Momosuke: (Looking at Kazuhiro Natsuki with a cold, determined expression) "I hope you won't disappoint me in the next round... let's go."