Witnessing the resplendent spectacle of thunder and lightning cascading from the frozen barrier, Bu Zhan's eyes quivered with anticipation and curiosity, captivated by the extraordinary display.
"What on earth has happened to this remarkable individual?" he wondered, his voice tinged with awe and bewilderment.
"In a mere span of slightly over twenty-four hours, an astounding transformation has occurred, causing a seismic shift in the very fabric of existence," he exclaimed, his voice resonating with wonderment and incredulity.
"Behold! In terms of sheer might and swiftness, this individual is my equal, perhaps even surpassing me," he mused, his voice laced with a hint of disbelief.
The lightning that surges forth when Sasuke moves or strikes serves as a poignant analogy, demonstrating the profound impact it has had on his velocity, agility, and raw power.
Even in his exalted position as an esteemed Elite Jōnin, he finds himself powerless to retaliate against a mere Genin, unable to withstand the onslaught.
Even his beheading sword was effortlessly sent soaring through the air by his opponent, shattering any semblance of invincibility or pride associated with his Jōnin status.
In this moment of despair and shattered pride, Bai's countenance abruptly changed, a sudden realization dawning upon him.
In a crescendo of urgency, he cried out, his voice echoing with desperation, "Sir, stand aside! Retreat!"
In the blink of an eye, a ferocious inferno surged forth, following the path of the Lightning Style, hurtling towards the icy barrier with unstoppable force.
"Fire Style~Fire Dragon Explosion Technique!" Sasuke roared, his voice infused with intensity as violent flames erupted from his mouth, transforming into the majestic form of a fiery dragon in mid-air.
The blazing creature hurtled towards the ice wall, its impact reverberating with a shrill cry, as the flames ruptured through the frozen barricade, obliterating Zabuzhan and Bai without mercy.
The roaring flames engulfed the surroundings, their ferocity and relentless pursuit leaving no room for escape, threatening to consume Zabu Zhan and Bai in its fiery maw.
Yet, amidst the chaos, Sasuke's gaze fixated upon the beheading sword beneath his feet.
With a swift kick, he sent the sword hurtling towards the oncoming fire dragon, seeking to confront the flames head-on.
Naturally, the blade failed to extinguish the inferno.
His true aim lay in a direct assault on Sasuke, the one who unleashed this conflagration.
The decapitating knife surged forth with unyielding momentum, its trajectory aimed squarely at Sasuke.
Simultaneously, Sasuke ceased his ninjutsu onslaught, raising his hand to deftly catch the beheading sword, holding it in a flat position behind his back.
His arm slightly bent, Sasuke relished the weight of the blade, his eyes gleaming with determination.
In the next heartbeat, lightning erupted from the soles of Sasuke's feet, an electrifying display of power.
"Lightning Style~Discharge!" he exclaimed, his voice crackling with electricity.
Zizizi...
In an instant, Sasuke's velocity surged, propelling him forward with astounding speed, his beheading sword leading the charge.
Zabuza, having just evaded the Fire Style onslaught, watched in disbelief as Sasuke bore down upon him.
Clutching his beheading sword, Zabuza pondered the audacity of Sasuke's intent to employ his own weapon against him.
Such audacity defied reason!
While Zabu Zhan stood empty-handed, he, too, increased his pace, preparing to grasp the blade with bare hands, ready to face the imminent clash.
However, before he could react, Sasuke leaped into the air, his movement swift and fluid, a flicker of lightning coursing through his eyes.
His Sharingan activated in an instant, as both his arms crackled with an electrifying surge.
The lightning infused itself into the beheading sword, coursing through its length, enveloping it in an ethereal display of thunderous power.
Thunder and lightning coalesced, consuming the beheading sword, rendering it a weapon of unparalleled potency.
In a dazed moment, Zabuza missed the opportune instant to seize the blade, his chance slipping away like sand through his fingers.
With an ear-splitting crack, the very ground beneath them shattered and collapsed, forming a gaping fissure several meters in length.
Evading Zabuza's onslaught, Sasuke wielded the beheading sword, launching a relentless counterattack.
Yet, in comparison to his physical prowess, Sasuke's swordsmanship paled in comparison, lacking finesse and skill.
Dodging the strikes twice in succession, Zabuzhan retaliated with an elbow strike, seizing the opening to swiftly wrest the beheading sword from Sasuke's grasp.
In the next heartbeat, the massive blade arced around, poised to deliver a devastating blow to Sasuke.
The wind whistled ominously as the blade cleaved through the air, hurtling towards Sasuke's neck.
In that very moment, laughter ceased.
"Boy! Your swordsmanship proves feeble indeed!" Zabuza taunted, his voice laced with scorn.
"Indeed...not everyone possesses the finesse required to wield a blade," Sasuke concurred, acknowledging his own shortcomings. His voice was tinged with a touch of resignation.
However, he knew full well that, no matter the prowess of his swordsmanship, it paled in comparison to true strength.
A surge of lightning crackled beneath Sasuke's feet, propelling him to evade Zabuza's attack with incredible speed.
Simultaneously, Shiro unleashed a flurry of distractions, casting a thousand books into the fray, intended to impede Sasuke's movement.
Swiftly retreating, Sasuke retrieved a ninja bag with one hand, deftly flinging a barrage of shurikens into the air, their metallic chimes resounding.
As the shurikens whirled through the air, Zabuza prepared to press forward once more, intent on reclaiming his advantage.
Yet, Sasuke's other hand was already poised at his chest, a plan forming in his mind.
"But," Sasuke's voice rang out, filled with an undercurrent of mischief, "sometimes, losing that very same blade can yield unexpected benefits."
A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of Sasuke's lips.
In this fleeting moment, the absence of the beheading sword weighed heavily on him.
"Burst!" he declared, his voice carrying an air of finality.
A sharp hiss sliced through the air as the sound of a detonator resonated.
Uncut eyes widened in astonishment as Sasuke deftly flipped the beheading sword, revealing an unexpectedly affixed explosive tag on the reverse side.
BOOM!
In an instant, the explosion engulfed Zabuza, flames licking hungrily at his form.
And as Sasuke gracefully touched the ground, a soft exhale escaping his lips, his gaze fixated on the fiery aftermath.
Bai
's expression contorted into one of utter devastation, his features marred by despair.
"A mere Genin...possessing such unfathomable strength," he murmured, his voice filled with disbelief.
He had failed to perceive the precise moment the explosive tag was affixed, leaving him bewildered by Sasuke's tactical prowess.
"Zabuza, refrain from attacking our master again!" Bai roared, his voice resonating with fury.
"Damn you! How dare you harm our esteemed master! I will not let you go unpunished!"
Bai moved to take action, fueled by righteous fury.
Yet, Sasuke had been biding his time, waiting for this very moment.
Raising his finger, he pointed behind Bai, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Perhaps you should divert your attention to what lies behind you," he suggested.
Bai whirled around in response.
Swish!
A dark silhouette lunged forward, aiming a direct blow at Bai's face.
Swift reflexes allowed Bai to narrowly dodge the strike, avoiding a potentially devastating blow.
Upon closer inspection, he realized that the attacker was none other than Sasuke himself.
"A Shadow Clone?" Bai pondered, his mind racing to comprehend the situation.
"No...this is a Lightning Style clone," he muttered, his voice tinged with astonishment.
"When was the Clone Technique executed? Impossible! No matter how swift he may be, he cannot hope to conceal such a feat from the likes of myself and Mr. Buku!"
Indeed, there had been no apparent opportunity for Sasuke to employ the technique during their intense battle.
But what if it had been executed prior to the commencement of the confrontation?
Sasuke's smile widened, his Lightning Style clone proving to be an advantageous strategy.
"Experience the wrath of thunder and lightning!" he exclaimed.
BOOM!
The Lightning Style clone erupted in a brilliant display of power, lightning engulfing Bai in a cacophony of agony.
This Lightning Style clone, far more potent than its predecessors, possessed half of Sasuke's own Chakra, granting it unparalleled might.
In the following moment, Sasuke's kunai found their mark, striking Bai's arm with unyielding force.
The kunai, infused with Lightning Style, not only intensified their impact but also induced a paralyzing effect.
"Let's focus on eliminating one obstacle first," Sasuke mused, recognizing the importance of reducing their numbers.
At this critical juncture, every advantage mattered.
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