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Naruto's POV (Ruined Den - Western River Plains of Irminsul)
Evening
Something about this felt incredibly familiar…
Blechumi cackling at the end of his decree had been a vital mistake. Usually, Naruto wouldn't use such underhanded tactics, but this wasn't a sparring match or something equally unimportant. Winning was the only acceptable option. Perhaps that's why Sasuke and he reacted the way they did. Offering such an opening against just anyone would be a mistake. Punishing such only made sense. Naruto didn't need seals or to utter the name of a technique; he only shoved his hands with a mighty heave, sending a condensed pile of air flying forward in sync with his hands; without any proper channeling, the attack lacked accuracy, but with Naruto's massive sway over air and wind with Personal Atmosphere active, it still generated an absurdly powerful gust of wind to fly directly into the off guard Blechumi with a massive howl. So powerful was the gust that the man began to slide back slowly, becoming increasingly unbalanced. Unable to move in the face of such a sudden and overwhelming attack.
Naruto blinked as Sasuke suddenly blurred close, deactivating his wind just as Sasuke teleported behind Blechumi; with a spin, Sasuke slashed Besmirched Flambe through the ankle of Blechumi, who stumbled and dropped to a knee in response. Sasuke attempted to follow up but was shocked as his blade was caught and held by a giant feather.
Luckily, Naruto did not merely watch; instead, with a burst of wind chakra propelling him forward, he closed the gap and slashed with Riptide into the feather-wielding arm of Blechumi. He had intended to sever the arm, but instead, Riptide smashed the limb away, leaving Blechumi open and making him stumble back. 'I can cut boulders in half. How the hell did he tank that?!'
Sasuke blurred forward with a big front kick to the face, snapping back the head of Blechumi; he blurred behind him and swept his legs, dropping the Master flat on his back. Naruto didn't waste the opening; channeling chakra into Riptide, he roared, stabbing it into the ground, ripping it through it, and calling out his attack. "Uzumaki Style: Raging Wave!" Naruto swung his blade through the ground, and as he did, a blue bursting line of chakra cut through the cut from where his stroke had ended. The massive burning line of chakra raced forward. Sasuke, not even facing the attack, blurred away as if knowing what Naruto's intention had been ahead of time. The final burst of chakra began to glow under a dazed Blechumi before it exploded out, the blast of chakra and earth shrapnel swallowing the man and sending him careening into the sky in an explosion.
It was familiar; this small burst of combat had gone nearly identical to the previous one. Blechumi attempted to attack using his unique offense, but Sasuke and Naruto overwhelmed him with their own. Perhaps he had managed more of a struggle this time, yet they had soundly got the better of him once again. This Master wasn't nearly as troublesome as he had thought! Sasuke, however, interrupted his inner musings.
"I'm surprised with your ability to keep up without being a hindrance. Yet alone managing to follow up with me so effortlessly. We shouldn't relent, however. While healing those lethal wounds will be costly, we should assume it is well within his ability. The most efficient route to victory is relentless offense." Sasuke said as the two watched Blechumi slowly fall back to earth.
Naruto felt a small amount of pride in the effectiveness of his Kenjutsu. The Uzumaki Style was something he had struggled with but now wielded well. Now, his Raging Wave was no joke; it stripped the skin from the back of Blechumi, and the burning chakra darkened what was left of the muscles and bones. Even the front of the man was cut and burnt from head to toe. None of it mattered to Sasuke, who began to hold Besmirched Flambe like an arrow in a bow. A burst of chakra flames surrounded the blade, forming a rough-looking longbow. "I'll ensure he's finished-"
Naruto blinked as Sasuke suddenly was whipped away from his vision instantly. One moment, he was there; the next, he yanked upwards to the unknown. "The hell?" He cursed, however, as he felt something tug at his shoulder, the shocking power of it ripping him up into the sky with ease. So rapid was Naruto's flight, and he could scarcely react as he reached the apex of his flight. Once he reached such a point, the pull on his shoulder returned, and he whipped back toward the ground head first. However, the time it took to change his direction was enough for Naruto to grunt in effort as he forced the air around him to become like a cushion. It would absorb the impact and slow his fall…Instead of smashing into the ground at terminal velocity, he bounced off the ground as if he had merely leaped from a rooftop. The fall had been so bad he had smashed through his air cushions but, all the same, had bled off most of the speed and force. Lethal for some, but certainly not a shinobi of his caliber. Next to him, Sasuke appeared undamaged and seemingly untethered. Indeed teleportation helped with such… cheating ass…
Sasuke, however, could have been more cavalier. "Your right shoulder, Naruto! The Master has one of those threads attached to your shoulder!" Sasuke barked. "Quick, cut the thread!"
Naruto gritted his teeth; however, as he sheathed Riptide, he grabbed the thread with both hands and flooded the chakra into his muscles. If Blechumi was manipulating this thread, indeed, it was attached to him. As Sasuke had expected, Blechumi was hidden somewhere in the sky, from above, tugging on the thread as he had before. A massive sudden force attempted to send him hurtling back up. But now the blonde was ready; pain lanced up his entire arms as a powerful pull attempted to rip him from his feet. But Naruto merely pulled back with his absurd strength bolstered with chakra and used pure willpower to hang onto the thread, even as it cut into his palms, even as he felt as if it would rip his arms out of his sockets. Naruto cursed as he allowed his chakra into his feet, gluing them to the ground, which cracked from the pressure caused. But with a pull of the wind around him and his might, Naruto overpowered the force. Ripping the thread his way and feeling the strength on the other side disappear, Naruto grinned happily. Either he'd snapped the line or…
"Absolutely absurd," Sasuke remarked before he snapped his head to the sky. Naruto followed his gaze, seeing a cursing Blechumi unwillingly flying toward them. With one hand, Naruto channeled the wind around him to pull in the man and on the thread, accelerating his flight even further. While Sasuke had been shocked by his tactic, he reacted quickly. "Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire!" Sasuke spat out the upper half of a nearly building-sized dragon, which roared with excitement as it lunged forward, leading with an open flaming maw, looking to swallow Blechumi in its gullet. Helpless as he was, it did so with ease. Surrounding the man in intense flames before combusting entirely. The fire explosion was further boosted by the wind chakra under Naruto's control all around it. As the blast pushed out, it sent an inferno in the sky to rain ash and flame, but Naruto merely smiled as he summoned eight clones with matching looks. The group of blondes all grabbed the now slack thread and heaved with all their might once again, sending the now blackened and limp body of Blechumi back at them. Naruto and the clones once again prepared their overly telegraphed punch.
"My turn!" The blondes cried out in stereo as they channeled their powerful technique. Wind gathered behind the clones as they continued to gather wind chakra and shape it into the jutsu. "Dance of the Nine: 9 Caliber Naruto Gun!" They all punched, and the mass of wind took its final shape of a fist and flew forward as Blechumi darted in head first. With a sickening crack, the giant wind fist and Master met. The speed of his flight meeting with a much more massive and powerful explosive blast of concussive wind made for an incredible impact. Sounding awfully similar to a gigantic coconut being split against a stone. So great was the force that it canceled out, Blechumi lifelessly fell onto the ground into a seemingly boneless heap.
"I cannot believe you have even more absurd attacks," Sasuke commented as the two marched forward to check on their defeated foe. "And the name."
"What's wrong with the name?" Naruto asked with a raised brow. He would admit it was a recent creation; therefore, it wasn't his most thought-out work. But he thought it had a kind of charm to it, and it fit his theme of nine!
"Seriously?" Sasuke asked incredulously.
"Is it the Dance of the Nine part?"
"No idiot, it's not the Dance of the Nine! It's the stupid second half! 9 Caliber Naruto Gun?" Sasuke ranted as they drew close, Naruto smirking as he did. While he felt offended, Sasuke didn't like the name. It was odd how easily the two talked. Sasuke's dry wit and sarcasm were not dissimilar to Neji's. However, he wasn't nearly as composed. Naruto enjoyed the difference, even if he preferred Neji as his best friend. "It's a giant fist of wind, an admittedly impressive feat of chakra control, wind nature mastery, and pure chakra output, but still just a giant punch! How the hell is it a gun? Better yet, what gun do you know of that even does that?! Maybe artillery!"