"Namikaze Minato, what are you doing?"
Zenkichi looked at Namikaze Minato with a puzzled expression. At this mont, Minato was attacking Zenkichi with a special kunai. The kunai kept phasing through Zenkichi's body without causing any damage. But Minato didn't seem discouraged and continued using the kunai to attack as if nothing was wrong.
Zenkichi observed him quietly. After a mont, he suddenly smiled and said, "I understand what you're doing. Fine—I'll give you your answer." With that, Zenkichi punched Minato without hesitation. Minato's eyes flashed, and he responded in kind, colliding his fist with Zenkichi's.
"He has a physical form!"
Minato was thrilled—Zenkichi had a tangible body when he attacked.
This had only been a theory on Minato's part, so he'd tried different thods to provoke Zenkichi into attacking, just to test his guess. And he was right.
"Next, I'll show you my improvents to the Flying Thunder God."
Minato took a deep breath. It was ti to show his real skills.
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In the stands, the Third Hokage watched the battle between Minato and Zenkichi with a calm expression, but his heart was far from calm.
He desperately hoped Minato could defeat Zenkichi—if only to give Konoha more leverage in negotiations with Kirigakure.
Of course, he didn't want Zenkichi—soone from an enemy village—to continue being this uncontainable.
"Minato, go for it!"
In the stands, a red-haired girl shouted loudly.
She was Uzumaki Kushina, the Nine-Tails' Jinchūriki of Konoha—and Minato's lover.
Earlier, when Minato had the upper hand against Terumi i, Kushina hadn't felt the need to cheer. But now that Minato was clearly at a disadvantage, she didn't hold back.
"Uzumaki Kushina?"
Zenkichi glanced at her briefly, then looked away.
Just another hothead. He wasn't the least bit interested.
"Hm?"
At that mont, Zenkichi noticed Minato's movent—Minato had rushed toward him again with killing intent.
This ti, his attack failed deliberately—leaving an opening as bait to provoke Zenkichi.
Zenkichi's lips curled. He instantly realized Minato's ploy and chuckled.
"You fell for it."
Minato grinned internally, then slashed Zenkichi's arm with his kunai without hesitation.
The kunai t solid resistance—like cutting through real flesh. That sensation made Minato thrilled.
A golden arm with a bright gash flew off in the air.
"He cut off my arm just like that... How ruthless."
"Namikaze Minato... what a terrifying man."
Zenkichi looked at his severed arm and made a joking comnt.
But the arm that had been cut off imdiately disintegrated into light particles and floated back to him—reforming into a perfect limb.
"How did you..."
Minato stared in shock.
"Surprised?"
"When you struck earlier, did you think I had a real body?"
"When light particles are condensed enough, they're no different from flesh and blood. Who said I have to be in solid form to attack?"
"Everything was your assumption, Minato."
"You want to know why I did this? Because only when you experience it for yourself... can you understand despair."
Zenkichi spoke calmly, his tone laced with amusent.
His ability to elentalize his body was far beyond Uchiha Obito's Kamui.
Obito's technique had a cooldown. Zenkichi's didn't.
Obito had to activate Kamui, but Zenkichi's elentalization was instant—triggered by thought, even by instinct.
In the original tiline, Obito was overwheld by Minato using Flying Thunder God. But if it were Zenkichi, there would've been no such opening.
Obito didn't react in ti to Minato's attack. Zenkichi, however, could do so instinctively.
Like a reflex, his body would automatically shift into its elental form when damaged—avoiding harm like a knee-jerk reaction.
"I don't know if fighting will help you deal with Obito in the future... Probably not."
"As long as I exist, neither that guy nor Uchiha Madara will ever be as arrogant as they were in the original tiline."
Zenkichi muttered quietly, casting a glance toward Uchiha Obito in the audience.
"Despair? I haven't even started!"
Minato wasn't fazed. He ford a rapid sequence of hand seals, black patterns erging across his body.
These were sealing techniques—preparations for a powerful fūinjutsu.
Zenkichi frowned.
"Sealing jutsu? How boring. You really think sothing like that will work on ?"
There was no doubt—sealing techniques could be a threat to Zenkichi.
But they were just that: a threat. Not sothing he feared.
Like how in the pirate world, Admiral Zephyr wore a giant Sea Prism Stone arm to counter Devil Fruit users. It could suppress them, but no Devil Fruit user would be defeated just by the Sea Stone.
"Ti to end this!"
Minato let out a low growl and charged forward.
He threw a special kunai toward Zenkichi, and in the blink of an eye, teleported to its location. Dark sealing lines erupted from his body like lightning.
These black lines ford a massive net, aiming to trap and seal Zenkichi.
"Too slow."
Zenkichi snorted. His body turned to light and instantly slipped through the gaps, escaping the sealing net.
"Your sealing technique is decent. But it's way too slow."
"That kind of clumsy attack won't work on soone who moves at the speed of light."
Zenkichi reappeared so distance away, perfectly calm.
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