CHAPTER 160
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"Tiger's Roar!!"
Might Guy roared.
A massive golden tiger phantom erupted from his nunchaku and crashed violently into the ground.
"Boom!!!"
Violent force exploded outward with Guy as the center, instantly sweeping across the entire area!
Everyone standing within the central zone was violently blasted away in every direction by the overwhelming shockwave.
But it wasn't over.
Guy suddenly reversed his nunchaku.
The Dragon's Roar style flowed naturally as he manipulated the weapon through precise control.
"Dragon's Roar!!"
Twelve golden dragon phantoms burst from the dancing nunchaku.
Like an enhanced version of the Hyuga Clan's gentle redirection, each dragon accurately struck every person who had just been blasted away by Tiger's Roar.
However...
Those struck by the dragons weren't injured.
Because Dragon's Roar wasn't an offensive technique.
It was a technique of guidance.
A technique of soft force.
The ultimate expression of Dragon's Roar's ability to control momentum.
Each Konoha Shinobi who had already been propelled outward by Tiger's Roar received another burst of force.
Their retreating speed instantly increased again.
They were thrown completely beyond the range of the descending Dust Release.
Even those positioned farther back, who appeared destined to fall just short of escaping the attack, were immediately grabbed by Konoha Shinobi reacting from the perimeter and desperately pulled to safety.
Especially Inuzuka Tsume.
Her beastlike instincts allowed her to become the second person, after Might Guy, to sense something was wrong.
Although she reacted slightly slower than Guy, both she and Kuromaru had already reached the edge of the attack zone.
Now the woman and her ninken desperately dragged four Shinobi, who had been thrown toward the edge by Guy but had yet to regain their footing, completely outside the Dust Release's range.
Inoichi Yamanaka was also seized by a nearby Jonin and carried away at full speed.
As for Asuma Sarutobi...
The moment White Fang roared, "Get out of the way!"
The Jonin secretly assigned to protect him immediately grabbed him and escaped to safety.
In less than two seconds...
The entire area covered by Dust Release had been completely evacuated.
No.
There were still three people left.
Might Guy.
Kurenai Yuhi.
Shikuro Nara.
"Bang!!!"
A burst of azure green light suddenly exploded from the cloud of dust.
Guy's figure shot outward like a meteor reversing through the heavens.
Barely one tenth of a second after he escaped the area...
The gigantic white Dust Release cube crashed down.
It completely swallowed the ground he had occupied only moments earlier.
"Boom!!!"
It wasn't the sound of an explosion.
It was the horrifying sound produced when all matter within the area was decomposed into nothingness.
A gigantic square pit instantly appeared.
Its walls were perfectly smooth.
Its interior was completely empty.
Earth...
Stone...
Grass...
Dust...
Everything had been reduced to microscopic particles before vanishing into the air.
Had any flesh and blood remained within that area...
Death would have been absolute.
Yet at that moment...
No one on the battlefield paid attention to the terrifying crater.
Every eye was fixed upon the figure standing dozens of meters away.
Wrapped in blazing azure green steam...
He resembled a god of war descending upon the battlefield.
Several nearby Iwagakure Ninja who had witnessed everything couldn't stop themselves from shouting.
"That kid..."
"Is he a monster?!"
"Two seconds..."
"He rescued more than a dozen people in only two seconds?!"
"Who is he?!"
"Whose subordinate is that?!"
The Konoha Shinobi were equally stunned.
But unlike Iwagakure...
Their shock was accompanied by overwhelming joy.
No one had died.
Despite ÅŒnoki's sudden Dust Release ambush...
Not a single Konoha Shinobi had been sacrificed.
Someone finally recognized the azure figure.
"Might Guy!"
"Well done!!!"
"Excellent work, Guy!!"
"That's amazing!"
Cheers instantly erupted throughout the Konoha ranks.
At this moment...
No one's emotions were more complicated than those of the two people still clinging tightly to Guy.
Kurenai embraced Guy's waist.
She quietly looked up at the side of his face.
Her eyes had become completely captivated.
Her heart seemed ready to melt.
Once again...
Might Guy had saved her.
And this time...
He had done so before thousands of people upon the battlefield.
His figure had appeared like a true hero descending from the heavens.
Within Kurenai's eyes...
Everything else had disappeared.
Only the broad back before her remained.
Like an unshakable mountain.
Protecting her from all danger.
Guy's other "passenger," Shikuro Nara, was equally overwhelmed.
His face had become slightly distorted.
Not because of fear.
But because of indescribable excitement.
Three times.
This was already the third time.
The bandit leader incident.
The Forest of Death incident.
And now...
This battlefield.
For the third time...
Might Guy had dragged him back from death's doorstep.
No words could possibly express the gratitude overflowing within Shikuro's heart.
So he said nothing.
Instead...
He quietly buried his face against Guy's back and continued holding on tightly.
He understood.
At moments like this...
The best thing he could do was reduce his own presence.
The spotlight belonged to Guy and Kurenai.
From today onward...
Whenever anyone mentioned Kurenai...
They would inevitably think of Might Guy.
They would remember this heroic scene where he charged into certain death to rescue her before the eyes of thousands.
This...
Was what a true brother should do.
This...
Was the most important thing right now.
Silent support.
Meanwhile...
High above the battlefield...
ÅŒnoki's face had become incomparably ugly.
"Not... a single one died?!"
His carefully prepared Dust Release...
Had failed to kill even one Konoha Shinobi.
It was one thing that Asuma Sarutobi survived.
But even Inoichi Yamanaka and everyone else had escaped.
"That brat..."
"Might Guy..."
"He actually possesses such explosive strength..."
ÅŒnoki stared darkly at Guy.
Every target chosen for this Dust Release had been carefully calculated.
He hadn't targeted Akimichi Torifu.
Although Torifu was slow...
He fought too far away and would have had sufficient time to evade.
Nor had he targeted Uchiha Feiquan.
Although much closer...
The Sharingan might have predicted Dust Release's trajectory and escaped in advance.
That was precisely why he selected Asuma Sarutobi and Inoichi Yamanaka.
Killing both of them would have dealt a devastating blow to Konoha's morale.
Yet...
He hadn't even managed to kill one.
"But..."
"It doesn't matter."
"So what if they survived?"
ÅŒnoki slowly shifted his gaze toward the lone white figure standing nearby.
His true objective...
Had already been accomplished.
At this moment...
Sakumo Hatake had lost his right arm.
Blood still stained the ground beneath him.
His famous white chakra short sword had been erased together with that arm by Dust Release.
"You've lost your dominant arm..."
"You've lost your weapon..."
A cold smile appeared on ÅŒnoki's face.
"Konoha's White Fang?"
"What do you have left now?"
Yet...
The instant that thought crossed his mind...
An icy chill shot from the base of his spine to the top of his head.
ÅŒnoki instinctively raised his head.
His eyes met Sakumo Hatake's.
Those eyes contained no rage.
No pain.
No hatred.
Only...
Calmness.
A terrifying calm.
Like a bottomless lake whose surface never rippled.
Even someone like ÅŒnoki, who had survived countless wars, felt his heart tighten.
White Fang stood silently.
Blood still dripped from his severed shoulder.
His face was pale from blood loss.
Yet...
His aura hadn't weakened in the slightest.
If anything...
It had become even stronger.
ÅŒnoki's heart skipped.
Throughout his long life...
He had encountered countless powerful Shinobi.
He understood one truth better than most.
Some people...
The more heavily they were wounded...
The closer they came to death...
The more terrifying they became.
"Konoha's White Fang..."
Even ÅŒnoki himself failed to notice the faint trace of apprehension hidden within his voice.
"ÅŒnoki."
White Fang finally spoke.
His voice wasn't loud.
Yet every person on the battlefield heard it clearly.
ÅŒnoki's pupils contracted.
"You believe..."
"The reason I am called Konoha's White Fang..."
"...is because of my weapon?"
His calm voice continued echoing across the battlefield.
ÅŒnoki's heart skipped once more.
"My short sword was called White Fang."
"But..."
"It was only a sword."
"A weapon forged from special metal."
"If it breaks..."
"It can be reforged."
"If it is lost..."
"It can be replaced."
"It has now been erased..."
White Fang slowly raised his head.
His eyes now resembled two unsheathed blades.
"But..."
"I am still here."
"I..."
"Sakumo Hatake..."
"...am still here."
His calm words contained fury so intense that everyone could feel it.
It was fury on the verge of eruption.
White Fang fixed his gaze upon ÅŒnoki.
Then calmly declared,
"ÅŒnoki."
"Konoha's White Fang..."
"...was never that blade."
"It was me."
The instant those words fell...
"ZZZZZZZT!!!"
An unprecedented screech tore across the battlefield.
Brilliant white lightning erupted from White Fang's body.
It wasn't merely the streams of Lightning Release Chakra that had previously wrapped around him.
This time...
Pure Lightning Release Chakra exploded directly from within his body like a volcanic eruption.
White Fang himself transformed into living lightning.
The dazzling radiance overwhelmed the battlefield.
Everything around him became engulfed in blinding white light.
Every strand of his silver hair stood upright.
Dense blue lightning patterns spread across his skin like living veins.
The wound on his severed shoulder instantly cauterized beneath the searing heat.
The bleeding stopped.
His body trembled slightly.
Not from pain.
But from overwhelming power.
A forbidden technique that surpassed human limits...
Burned the user's own life force...
And transformed the body itself into the ultimate weapon.
"Lightning Release: Lightning Fang Collapse!"
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