Naori crawled forward quickly, having completely mastered the technique, her posture mirroring exactly how Maki had before.
Seeing Naori rushing toward her, Hitomi braced herself.
Ten meters apart...
Five meters...
This was the moment.
Sensing Hitomi's attack intentions clearly, Naori increased her speed and pressed the assault.
If she didn't close the distance fast, they wouldn't be able to land a hit.
Blood flashed in her eyes, veins popping on her forehead. Even for an Uchiha with a large chakra reserve, Naori was precise and cautious in her calculations.
Logically, when a sword strikes from above the head—even an extended blade—there's still enough reaction time.
That gap should allow Naori to dance along the blade!
But no.
Not with a top-down strike!
Frontal slashes like left and right strikes don't require much defense, because they're impossible to intercept.
This wasn't just an ordinary attack from above—it was spinning.
Spinning?
Danger!
In an instant, a thin arc of electricity sparked across Naori's body. Forced to stop her forward movement, she was thrown hard to the ground.
At the same time, Hitomi began to spin.
The Return to Heaven Sword Dance.
Chakra surged violently through her meridians. This technique relied on the Hyuga clan's innate skill of precise chakra control.
What was different here was that Hitomi wasn't spinning a ball of chakra—but a storm.
A storm of swords.
The sword shadows swirled in the air, forming a violent whirlwind that tore through and devoured everything nearby.
Drawn by this strange power, Naori felt an overwhelming force pulling at her body mid-air.
If this continued, she'd be caught in the eye of the storm and cut to pieces!
Frantically, she reached into her ninja tool pouch, pulled out several kunai, attached wires to them, and threw them with all her strength.
The kunai lodged firmly in the ground, anchoring her mid-air.
Using the wires as a lifeline, Naori gripped them tightly and steadied herself.
Everyone held their breath as Hitomi's storm finally subsided.
Naori rolled and landed hard on the ground.
Hitomi stood panting, sword still in hand.
The continuous attacks had been easily countered by her opponent—but Hitomi had lost blood.
She clenched her teeth, thinking, If only I had Tsunade's monstrous chakra, I wouldn't be in this mess!
Still, she had enough strength to keep fighting.
She glanced up at Naori.
If I had known earlier, I would have killed her without warning.
As slippery as a loach—how insidious. An Uchiha like Hitomi...
Naori was about five meters away, narrowly avoiding a hit. She felt a chill when she landed on the ground.
She was glad she had been cautious, not blindly trusting her previous assumptions.
But what was the true nature of that first sword strike?
Sure enough, the move could be extended.
It must be a form of chakra release.
The Hyuga clan excelled at techniques like this.
A high-density chakra blade radiated from the entire body.
"What is that move called?"
"Revolving Heaven!" a Hyuga ninja said sharply.
Among the clan's secret transmissions, the branch families usually had no contact with this technique.
Even if a genius from a branch family occasionally discovers it on their own, their power still falls short of the clan's secret techniques.
But this girl didn't just realize Revolving Heaven by herself—she transformed it so much it was barely recognizable.
Her Byakugan eyes blazed with fury.
She released chakra from meridians all over his body. Part of it formed the blade, while the rest accelerated its rotation.
This dual-purpose technique made the difficulty level far higher than the original Return to Heaven!
"What a talent!"
A layman might be amazed, but an expert would understand the depth.
Hyuga's ninja felt his senses drop to zero; his Gentle Fist skills were completely outmatched by Hitomi.
His scalp tingled and his head buzzed with tension.
The Uchiha's Sharingan eyes grew serious.
As longtime rivals since the Warring States Period, they knew the Hyuga clan's greatest weakness was a lack of offensive power.
Yet a single sword had completely turned the tables.
"Given enough time, even Susanoo won't stop this girl," an old man laughed. "That Tennin finally succeeded."
"The next Tennin..."
Uzumaki Mito, who had stayed nearby, looked at the two girls in the field.
"Perhaps even more terrifying than the original Tennin."
"But..."
Mito turned his gaze to Naori.
"Will you be the next Madara Uchiha?"
His expression was unreadable.
Wearing a traditional kimono, the old man with the Byakugan looked at Hitomi gently and whispered, "Dance, break free, caged bird."
Maki, watching quietly from the sidelines, muttered softly, "Blade Storm..."
Behind her mask, her face showed confusion.
Have I wandered onto a Warcraft battlefield?
There were signs Tsunade could unleash the Nine-Tails—her home base was a minefield of power and willfulness!
But why is this girl Hitomi?
Is she truly a genius?
The Hyuga clan also had such potential.
While Hitomi caught her breath, Maki noticed the sword she held.
At first glance, it looked like a high-end weapon.
Blue chakra residue glimmered faintly on the blade.
It was made from chakra-conductive metal.
Compared to the cheap, non-conductive weapons in her hand, it was obviously high quality.
Could it be that this girl was a wealthy heiress?
Definitely from a branch family.
No wonder she could apply such advanced technology.
The blade was inexplicably long.
Weapons depend on many factors.
But Maki sensed something familiar about the chakra sword.
"Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion!"
No wonder. Despite the difference in power, it clearly had a prototype.
This girl was a monster!
Could she awaken the Tenseigan?
"I admit I lost in swordsmanship," Naori said softly, looking at Hitomi.
"With my current skills, I can't defeat your swordsmanship."
"But we are ninjas."
"So you should try this technique."
Naori raised her hands slowly and seriously formed a seal.
This was no imitation.
In essence, the Sharingan does not copy ninjutsu by itself.
Instead, it perceives the flow of chakra and intuitively understands the process behind techniques.
Therefore, copying ninjutsu depends mainly on the individual's talent.
Naori had seen countless jutsu.
She enjoyed it thoroughly.
She mastered many techniques without even realizing it.
Many Uchiha took pleasure in this, but only a few reached Naori's level.
People differ.
Even if they share the same bloodline.
After imitating many ninjutsu, Naori sometimes wondered what her own unique jutsu would look like.
The answer was becoming clear.
She had gained insight into the essence of ninjutsu.
The essence wasn't chakra manipulation or countless forms.
Ninjutsu's core was deception.
One sword was enough to kill—what mattered was how to place it on the opponent's neck.
"Fire Style—Fireball!"
Here it came, the Uchiha's Fire Release technique!
A huge fireball surged toward Hinata Hitomi.
But the attack was too ordinary.
At this level, it was easy to dodge.
The powerful fireball hit nothing!
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