On the second day at noon, twenty miles south of Konoha village.
Uchiha Kenta had been waiting here early, vigilantly observing his surroundings.
The mont the agreed ti arrived, a dark figure appeared on the open ground not far ahead of him.
Still wearing that black robe and that White Tiger mask.
"You are here." Sora spoke plainly.
"Less talk."
Uchiha Kenta’s gaze was sharp. "You said Akatsuki can make stronger, awaken the Mangekyo. How specifically? You can tell now."
He was already sowhat impatient.
Sora, however, was neither hurried nor slow.
"Awakening the Mangekyo requires a special opportunity and extre emotional stimulation. It is not sothing achieved overnight."
"Before that, you need special training to fully tap your own potential, laying the foundation to withstand the power of those eyes."
"Special training? Where?"
"Kirigakure village." Sora nad the destination.
"Kirigakure?"
Uchiha Kenta’s expression changed. "Konoha and Kirigakure just ended a war. What kind of joke are you making."
He looked at Sora suspiciously, finding the proposal utterly absurd.
As Sora was about to explain, Uchiha Kenta’s eyes suddenly turned fierce.
"I think you are just toying with . Want to take to Kirigakure to die? First let see if you even have the qualifications."
Before the words finished, his hands had already completed the seals.
"Fire Release, Great Fireball Technique."
Boom.
A massive fireball carrying scorching heat slamd towards Sora.
The attack was vicious, without any holding back.
Sure enough.
The corner of Sora’s mouth beneath the mask curled into a predicted arc.
He knew, with Uchiha Kenta’s paranoid and extre personality, he would not follow easily. This battle was unavoidable.
Fine, just use him to break in this White Tiger clone.
With a thought, pure Wind Release chakra instantly gathered in Sora’s palm.
"Wind Release, Vacuum Great Blast."
Whoosh.
A highly compressed air cannon shot out instantly, extrely fast. Starting later but arriving first, it slamd into the Great Fireball.
Bang.
Wind and fire collided violently, emitting an explosive sound.
The Vacuum Great Blast successfully pierced the core of the Great Fireball, but also exhausted its own power. Both dissipated.
"So skill."
Uchiha Kenta’s eyes focused, his Sharingan spinning wildly. "But the Uchiha’s Sharingan can see through everything."
His hands swung rapidly.
Shh shh shh.
Dozens of shuriken shot at Sora from various tricky angles. During flight, they collided with each other, changing trajectories, forming a shuriken net covering almost all evasion angles.
Typical Uchiha-style shurikenjutsu.
Wind Release chakra naturally attached to Sora’s feet. His speed suddenly skyrocketed, weaving through the dense shuriken rain.
Simultaneously, he raised his right hand.
"Magnet Release, Iron Sand Gathering."
Hum.
Following an invisible magnetic wave, tal particles floating in the air, along with so gravel on the ground, were rapidly attracted and condensed, transforming into countless fine, dense black iron sand needles.
Shoo shoo shoo.
The iron sand needles precisely collided with the incoming shuriken.
Clang clang clang.
A series of dense tallic clashes sounded. Most shuriken were knocked down by the iron sand needles.
The few that slipped through were also deflected by a layer of Wind Release chakra armor automatically condensing on Sora’s body surface.
"What."
Uchiha Kenta’s pupils contracted. "That black thing, it really is Magnet Release. How do you know Sunagakure’s kekkei genkai."
He was shocked internally. Wind Release was one thing, but the other party actually mastered the rare Magnet Release.
What on earth was this guy’s origin.
"Getting distracted during battle is a major taboo."
A low voice suddenly ca from the side.
Uchiha Kenta was startled, his Sharingan catching a blurry black figure rapidly approaching.
So fast.
"Fire Release, Phoenix Flower Nail Crimson."
He instantly retreated backward, simultaneously spitting out over a dozen small fireballs from his mouth.
These fireballs drew strange arcs in the air, each trailing a nearly transparent chakra thread, controlling them to attack Sora from all directions.
’Oh. A variant Phoenix Flower technique with added chakra threads for precise control. Seems this guy really put so work into Fire Release, not entirely useless.’
Sora evaluated internally, but his movents were not slow at all.
Facing the surrounding fla claws, he abruptly pressed his palms together.
"Wind Release, Gale Palm."
Boom.
A violent whirlwind erupted from him towards the surroundings, like an invisible wall, scattering those small fireballs along with their chakra threads, preventing them from getting close.
Wind overcos fire. This is a natural elental advantage.
"Damn it."
Uchiha Kenta gritted his teeth, his Sharingan fixed on Sora. "Genjutsu, Unknown Fire."
He attempted to interfere through visual genjutsu.
However, Sora only felt a minuscule, almost undetectable fluctuation on the ntal level.
’Indeed. Even without the main body that ate the Azure Dragon Fruit, just the soul alone, this level of genjutsu is still ineffective against .’
Seeing the genjutsu was ineffective, Uchiha Kenta’s expression turned even uglier.
Speed, ninjutsu, genjutsu, none seed to work against the opponent.
"Don’t get too cocky."
He roared, his hands forming seals even faster. "Fire Release, Dragon Fire Technique."
A straight line of scorching fla rushed towards Sora like an angry dragon, concentrated in power, extrely fast.
This ti, Sora did not choose a direct clash. Wind Release chakra erupted under his feet, his body rapidly sliding sideways, narrowly avoiding the fla path.
At the sa ti, he flicked his fingers.
"Magnet Release, Iron Sand Shotgun."
Countless tiny iron sand particles sprayed out like shotgun pellets, enveloping Uchiha Kenta.
Uchiha Kenta hastily dodged, but the iron sand particles covered a decent area. So still grazed his arms and legs, bringing stinging pain and a numbing sensation, causing his movents to stall slightly.
’Magnet Release can not only control tal, but also affect the opponent’s nerves and chakra flow to a certain extent, The Third Kazekage’s kekkei genkai is really useful.’
Sora felt the smooth, effortless control over the iron sand, growing more satisfied with this clone’s potential.
The battle continued.
Uchiha Kenta used all his thods. Fire Release with many variations, tricky shurikenjutsu, occasionally mixed with genjutsu ambushes, truly showing the standard expected of a Uchiha jonin.
But Sora remained steady, combining Wind Release’s speed and cutting properties with Magnet Release’s control and interference properties more and more skillfully.
He was no longer just passively defending and countering moves. He began to initiate attacks actively.
"Wind Release, Vacuum Serial Waves."
One after another invisible wind blades, like cutting attacks of a weasel, continuously slashed towards Uchiha Kenta, forcing him to dodge awkwardly. Several cuts appeared on his clothes.
"Magnet Release, Iron Sand Bindings."
Seizing an opportunity, Sora controlled a large amount of iron sand to form several black chains, winding towards Uchiha Kenta’s feet.
Uchiha Kenta hastily jumped to dodge, simultaneously forming seals.
"Fire Release, Great Dragon Fire Technique."
A huge fire dragon roared as it charged towards the iron sand chains on the ground, attempting to lt them.
However, Sora changed his finger gesture.
"Change."
Those iron sand chains instantly dispersed, transforming into a huge black iron sand net, enveloping the fire dragon from above.
Sizzle.
Fla and iron sand collided, but the iron sand, empowered by Magnet Release chakra, was extrely tough.
Though it turned red-hot, it did not imdiately lt. Instead, it contracted, attempting to trap both the fire dragon and the Uchiha Kenta behind it.
Uchiha Kenta was horrified internally, not expecting the opponent’s Magnet Release to be so troubleso.
He made a decisive decision, abandoning the maintenance of the Great Dragon Fire Technique. His body twisted forcibly in mid-air, trying to escape the iron sand net’s coverage area.
But at that mont, Sora’s figure appeared at his landing position.
"It’s over."
A hand chop infused with Wind Release chakra accurately struck the back of Uchiha Kenta’s neck.
Thud.
Uchiha Kenta only felt a sharp invasive force enter his body, instantly cutting off his chakra flow.
His vision went black, and he fell heavily to the ground.
He was defeated.
Thoroughly defeated.
The opponent even appeared relaxed and at ease from start to finish, as if just using him for practice.
Uchiha Kenta lay on the ground, his face filled with unwillingness and a trace of disbelieving defeat.
"Why, ."
He raised his head, looking at Sora who slowly approached, looking down at him from above. "With your strength, you don’t need a partner like at all, right."
Sora looked at those eyes filled with resentnt and unwillingness.
"What I value is your potential."
"You have the qualification to awaken the Mangekyo, enough to beco my partner, beco Akatsuki’s partner."
Uchiha Kenta was silent for a mont, then sneered, struggling to sit up.
"Hmph, say whatever you want. True or false doesn’t matter. As long as it can make stronger, as long as I can obtain the power of those eyes."
He did not fully believe Sora’s words, but his thirst for power was real.
As long as there was a chance to beco stronger, even if it ant making a pact with a tiger, he was willing to try.
Sora was satisfied with his reaction.
"Can you still walk."
"No problem."
Uchiha Kenta forced himself to stand up, his eyes turning sharp again. "Where next. Kirigakure."
"Correct."
Sora turned, looking towards the direction of the Land of Water. "There is what you need there. Also the opportunity for your transformation."
Uchiha Kenta looked at Sora’s back, then turned to look back in the direction of Konoha. Finally, he gritted his teeth and followed.
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