Naruto : Sequence 0 Visionary

"Is it really just... a bit 'radical'?"

Uchiha Shisui expressed doubt. In the eyes of Obito, who didn't try to hide anything, he felt an overwhelming malice.

"Alright, enough of the old times."

Then, Obito used both arms to push himself up and lightly jumped down from the palanquin.

Landing on the slightly damp ground, he tilted his head. Through the hole in his whirlpool mask, his pupils gradually filled with fine veins, and a low, eerie laugh echoed from deep within his throat. 

It was sharp and ghostly, like a wailing spirit, resonating in the empty forest: "Next, it's the enjoyable part... the torment!"

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point, causing a thin layer of frost to form.

The fog-filled air stirred up a sharp, cold wind that pierced deep into the lungs like a sword.

With each breath, both Obito and Kakashi felt as though their internal organs were freezing. The bone-chilling cold ravaged their bodies, making them highly alert.

"Attack!"

Finally, as the atmosphere around them seemed to freeze, Kakashi suddenly shouted.

At the same time, he lifted his foot and stomped down, using a burst of chakra to instantly vanish. Only a faint afterimage remained where he stood.

Stillness is one thing, but a sudden movement was astonishing!

In just three short years, Kakashi had grown rapidly through his experience in the Anbu, especially his mastery of the White Fang's sword technique, which was now unparalleled.

Crossing several meters in a single leap, Kakashi drew the short blade from his back and, using his momentum, swung down in a powerful slash.

The blade tore through the air, letting out a piercing scream.

The slash came diagonally from left to right, aimed straight at the throat!

However, when Kakashi's nearly full-strength slash struck Obito's neck, the expected scene of decapitation did not occur. Instead, a large burst of sparks flew out.

It was as if the blade had struck an incredibly hard steel surface. The short blade vibrated loudly, almost flying out of his hand.

"Heh~ Is this all you've got?"

Obito's eyes were filled with mockery, as if he didn't care at all.

"You're still talking so much!"

Kakashi snorted coldly. When his first attack failed, he immediately retreated without hesitation.

The moment Kakashi retreated, Shisui immediately took his place, and they seamlessly alternated between offense and defense, not giving the enemy a chance to breathe.

Unlike the assassination-style sword techniques of the White Fang, Shisui, although skilled with a sword, focused more on speed than precision.

In an instant, a storm of violent slashes rained down on Obito from all sides.

Each strike caused a sharp, ear-piercing sound of metal clashing. Obito was forced to defend passively, crossing his arms in a defensive X shape to protect his head, as the frenzied blade struck him from head to toe. 

It was like a piece of steel being hammered, with sparks flying out in all directions, creating a dazzling display like fireworks on a summer night.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Even though normal slashes couldn't break his defense, the sheer density of the attacks created overlapping strikes.

When the same spot was hit dozens of times, even Obito's body, as hard as steel, eventually reached its limit and was cut open, blood pouring out.

"That's enough!"

Obito let out a furious roar from his throat.

A cold, intense wind surged from all around him, freezing the ground beneath them into ice.

The extreme cold covered the sword and Shisui himself in a thin layer of frost. Caught off guard, Shisui was forced back by the sudden blast of cold air. 

He frowned, noticing the frozen ground around Obito, his Sharingan spinning rapidly in his eyes. "Is this... the Ice Release of the Yuki Clan?"

"It's decided. I'll kill you first!"

Obito, wearing the Uchiha mask, licked his lips. His eyes were bloodshot, giving him a terrifying appearance.

The Land of Waves was already foggy, and the sudden drop in temperature caused the water vapor in the air to freeze. With a flick of his fingers, a translucent, sharp ice blade materialized in his hand.

Then, he bent down and burst forward, his speed instantly breaking the sound barrier. The air behind him exploded with a violent bang, creating massive shockwaves that formed overlapping circular sonic boom clouds.

"Such speed!"

Uchiha Shisui's Sharingan spun rapidly. In an instant, Obito closed in on him. Shisui immediately used Body Flicker Technique.

Whoosh!

The sharp ice blade slashed at a shadow.

The scene, resembling a teleportation, triggered unpleasant memories for Obito. Flames danced in his eyes as he coldly said, "Very well, you've given me another reason to torment you!"

"Are you crazy?"

At these words, Shisui finally couldn't hold back. He cursed, "If you're so brave, go slit your throat and find Uchiha Sogetsu to settle your scores, what are you bothering me for?"

This guy must be brain-dead! How does he manage to get on my nerves no matter what he does?!

Obito was left speechless, his gaze growing even more vicious. "I'll kill you!"

At that moment, Kakashi, moving like a ghost, silently appeared on Obito's left.

"I don't believe this sword can't sever your neck!"

Kakashi spoke with complete confidence. Even if it were steel, it wouldn't stop this blade!

The double-edged short sword, glowing faintly with a trace of Lightning Release chakra, cut through the air with a thin, silk-like gleam, like fireflies dancing in the night sky. The bright light of the blade flashed in Obito's line of sight, filling his entire pupil.

The sharp edge and the blade's movement path seemed to overlap at this moment, aligning perfectly.

A strong sense of impending danger hit Obito, and he immediately realized he couldn't take the hit head-on. With swift reactions, he pressed his palms together.

Clang!

The blade, which was certain to land, was caught by Obito's bare hands.

"Hah!"

Obito pressed the blade downward with both hands, then bent his elbows to strike.

Crack!

White Fang's short sword was broken by his brute strength.

As Obito stared at the shattered blade, before Kakashi could even react in shock, Obito grinned wickedly and reached out, his fingers curling like claws to grasp Kakashi's throat.

Kakashi's pupils shifted slightly. He knew he couldn't get caught; if he did, it would be a repeat of what happened three years ago. 

Without hesitation, he dropped his sword and forcefully pushed off the ground to retreat.

"Trying to run?"

Obito sneered, stepping forward to chase him.

"Good, you took the bait!" As Kakashi retreated, his face showed no sign of panic. "Shisui, it's your turn to cooperate with me!"

Since joining the Anbu, the two had worked together on countless missions and were perfectly in sync.

"Got it!"

A muffled sound came from beneath the ground.

"Hmm?"

At that moment, Obito caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and noticed something grab his foot.

"Earth Style: Heart-Cutting Technique!"

Suddenly, the ground cracked open, and Obito was forcefully pulled into the earth, leaving only his neck exposed. A figure emerged from the soil—it was Uchiha Shisui.

Shisui spoke briefly, then formed hand seals. As he inhaled deeply, he shouted: "Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"

Whoosh!

A massive fireball, several meters in diameter, shot forward, carrying a searing wave of heat that distorted the surrounding air.

But unfortunately, this level of restraint was not enough to hold Obito.

With Obito at the center, the surrounding earth rapidly corroded into a muddy mess, allowing him to break free. Then, with a leap, his enhanced physical abilities kicked in, and he moved with a speed almost like an afterimage, escaping the range of the fireball.

Screech, screech, screech!

The sharp sound echoed, resembling the screeching of a thousand birds.

"Hmm?"

Obito's expression changed slightly. "What is this?"

Before he could react, Shisui disappeared with his Body Flicker Technique, reappearing right in front of him. His three-tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly. "Binding Genjutsu!"

Obito was immediately trapped in the powerful genjutsu. Then, he suddenly understood why Shisui had done this.

Kakashi, now running at full speed, had his right hand shaped into a claw. The wild chakra in his palm compressed, and eventually, the accumulation caused a transformation. 

A blinding light flashed, and the intense electrical current that erupted produced a sound as piercing as a thousand birds.

"Raikiri—!"

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