Naruto: Konoha’s Trickster, Starting as the Seven-Tails Jinchūriki Chapter 807: The Enigmatic Kazuyama Gekkō

"Alright, since you all can't bring him down, I'll do it."

"Chōi, want to go have so fun?"

Kazuyama began walking toward the center of the battlefield, step by step, casually asking his partner for his thoughts.

Chōi's massive body lifted from the ground in an instant, fully revealing his Seven-Tails form once more.

"Of course! A scene like this—how could the great Chōi not participate?"

"And I know exactly what you're thinking!"

"Hahahahaha!"

With that, Chōi shot into the air. His chakra body erupted with terrifying power, his speed so great it caused a sonic boom. In the space of a single breath, he was already in front of Susanoo.

"Little Uchiha! Your Lord Chōi has arrived!"

"Wing Strike!"

Six enormous wings slashed down like blades.

Muren Uchiha didn't even bother looking. Susanoo swung both spears and blocked every strike with ease.

At the sa ti, Muren's eyes locked onto the charging Seven-Tails. A flash of killing intent flickered within them as he spoke, his voice ice-cold.

"Kazuyama Gekkō refuses to co… so he sends the Seven-Tails to die?"

"Hmph! After all these years, he's still the sa treacherous rat."

"But a asly Seven-Tails—die!"

The one Muren Uchiha loathed most was Kazuyama, followed only by Konohagakure. And since Kazuyama was the Seven-Tails' Jinchūriki, Chōi was included in his hatred. Now that he struck, it was with the intent to kill.

Susanoo's twin spears extended instantly, piercing through Chōi's body in one blow.

Unfortunately for him, this had almost no effect on a body made of pure chakra—but it infuriated Chōi.

"You damn Uchiha!"

"You dare lay a hand on Lord Chōi?!"

"Eat my Scale Powder!"

Chōi spat a massive cloud of phosphorous powder directly onto Susanoo's face, coating the pitch-black giant like so bizarre costic treatnt.

"Hmph. Chōi, is it?"

"Kushina, we're going too! A re Seven-Tails showing off? Laughable!"

"If not for Kazuyama, he'd be nothing!"

The Nine-Tails erupted the mont Chōi tried to hog the spotlight. Without a second thought, he unleashed his full power, ignoring Kushina's attempts to restrain him.

After all, the Nine-Tails had always prided himself on being the strongest of the tailed beasts—how could he allow Chōi to steal the show?

The Nine-Tails' massive form charged forward. Claws and tails alike beca weapons. In an instant, Muren Uchiha was surrounded by two tailed beasts.

"So that's the Seven-Tails?"

"Looks pretty similar to the Nine-Tails… Kazuyama really is a monster to beco its Jinchūriki."

"Hmph… that Konoha actually has two tailed beasts—"

"Enough, Ōnoki. Will you stop already?"

The four Kage all reacted differently upon seeing Chōi. Terumi didn't react at all—he was her sensei; what was there to be surprised about? Rasa remained calm, Ōnoki grew agitated again, and the Fourth Raikage was plainly annoyed.

A tailed beast? Nothing special—Kumo had their own. But he was curious about Yugito. Where had she disappeared to all these years? Why couldn't Kumo find her no matter how they searched?

"Hmph. Thinking a tailed beast can break my Susanoo?"

"Pathetic. I don't even consider you worth acknowledging."

Muren Uchiha showed no fear toward the two tailed beasts—only contempt.

His complete Susanoo granted him overwhelming confidence. Even with the Five Kage and two tailed beasts before him, they couldn't threaten him.

His Mangekyō spun. In an instant, the distance between him and the tailed beasts vanished. The spear thrust out, piercing Chōi and Kurama before either could react.

"Tch! That damned dōjutsu shrank the distance!"

Impaled, Chōi roared in frustration. The spear didn't injure his chakra body, but being skewered immobilized him.

Kurama was no different.

Both tailed beasts struggled, but under Muren's dōjutsu, the distance between them and the spear was compressed infinitely. No matter how they twisted their bodies, they couldn't break free.

"Damn it—Kushina, I can't pull free from this spear!"

"I see it!"

Of course Kushina knew. She and Kurama were now one—what he felt, she felt.

The shinobi below hurled another wave of attacks, only for all of them to be halted by Muren Uchiha's dōjutsu.

"If we can't counter his dōjutsu, we have no chance at all!"

"Hokage-sama, any ideas?"

The Fourth Raikage was completely disadvantaged; all his techniques were close-range. Against Susanoo, his physical body might as well be paper. Minato Namikaze wasn't any better—right now, he could only rely on his brother, Kazuyama.

But when he looked around for Kazuyama, he realized he was gone.

"Kazuyama? Damn it, where'd he run off to?!"

"Disappearing at a ti like—wait… no. It's not that I can't find him…"

Just as Minato was about to curse, sothing felt wrong.

Chōi was fighting here—so where was Kazuyama?

That's not right. Since when could a Jinchūriki and their tailed beast act separately?

His gaze shifted to Kushina—she and Kurama were fused into one form. But Chōi wasn't.

What kind of ability was this?

In that mont, Kazuyama beca unfathomable in Minato's eyes, constantly revealing abilities Minato had never even heard of.

"Tsk tsk… Eternal Mangekyō, perfect Susanoo."

"A tough shell indeed. Too bad your creator, Uchiha Madara, died before you."

"You fake—stop struggling."

Kazuyama's voice drifted across the battlefield, but his figure was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone instinctively searched for him—including Muren Uchiha, who grew tenser by the second.

He knew Kazuyama well. If he spoke, it ant he had already gotten close.

But any preparation he made was pointless.

Kazuyama was already standing right in front of him.

He extended his right hand and pressed it lightly against the crystal atop Susanoo's head—the cockpit itself.