"All things in the universe, turn to ash, Ryūjin Jakka!"
Aoki Sora murmured the incantation.
The next instant, he swung the blazing longsword in his hand, its flames dancing like the feathers of a fire phoenix.
Whoosh!!
A torrent of fire burst forth like a flood, surging straight toward Karin and the two Grass Ninja.
But just as the firestorm was about to reach them, it abruptly split, curving around in both directions like a diverging river, forming two massive semicircles of fire to the left and right.
Then, on the far side, the split flames suddenly converged.
They formed a colossal ring of fire,
, or rather, a massive flaming hand.
And then,
Boom!!
A wall of fire erupted from the giant ring, shooting into the sky.
In the very next moment, the flames closed overhead, forming a flaming dome.
In the blink of an eye, the flames had sealed off a space entirely, creating a blazing fortress of fire!
"Blazing Flame Fortress."
Outside the fortress, Aoki Sora spoke the name softly, calmly.
Then he gave a sharp, stylish flick of his sword, still wrapped in flames that looked like fire phoenix wings.
After all,
Power might be temporary, but style? That's eternal.
Why go out of his way to use this move?
Simple.
Because it looked damn cool.
Even as he struck his dramatic pose, his chakra was draining rapidly.
In moments, it was nearly empty.
This was his replicated version of [Zanpakutō: Ryūjin Jakka (Imitation)], forged through the consumption of chakra using [Genjutsu Materialization].
In essence, much like Unlimited Blade Works from Fate, his [Genjutsu Materialization] allowed him to replicate anything he had seen before and grasped at a conceptual level, bringing it from the illusionary realm into the physical world.
Unlike EMIYA, who focused on copying weapons (and the occasional piece of armor), Aoki Sora could replicate far more, vines from a genjutsu, even the Chakra Fruit of the God Tree from the Naruto world, and more.
As long as something was capable of existing, could be rationalized, and was grounded in his understanding, especially with the help of his transmigrator knowledge, he could forcibly bring it into reality at the cost of chakra.
Ryūjin Jakka was one such item. Its very replication confirmed that somewhere in the multiverse, the Bleach world truly existed. That sword existed. Even though it wasn't possible to achieve this in the game, because the game focused on Naruto content and only allowed materializing objects from within its own canon, here in the real world, Aoki Sora had full creative liberty.
Of course, there were still rules. It wasn't a sandbox of wild fantasies.
If he just randomly imagined a sword that could do everything, auto AoE slash, infinite combo, critical hits, tracking attacks, instant kill, 100% hit rate, ignore defense, inflict burn, freeze, paralysis, auto heal, auto mana regen…
He could imagine all the overpowered features he wanted, but in the end? What he'd actually get when materialized would be a regular sword.
Because a sword that powerful couldn't logically exist, it lacked the foundation or rationale to be real.
And his chakra would never sustain such absurd effects anyway.
Even now, replicating Ryūjin Jakka had already consumed a massive amount of chakra.
And every second it remained active, it continued draining him.
After all, this imitation had to use chakra as a substitute for spiritual pressure.
And on top of that, it had to resist the [Correction Force of the World].
After several months of grinding, boosting both his chakra reserves and his Yin Release strength, his [Zanpakutō: Ryūjin Jakka (Imitation)] could now last a maximum of 25 seconds...
And even then, it was still far weaker than the version wielded by the original Captain-Commander.
Because the same Zanpakutō, in the hands of different people, produced vastly different results. Tōshirō Hitsugaya was over 130 years old and still hadn't mastered Hyōrinmaru, why would Aoki Sora, even with a replicated version, be able to unleash Ryūjin Jakka's full power right away?
But even so, Aoki Sora had chosen to bring it into reality.
Why?
Because, it was just so damn cool.
"Th-this...!!"
Thud! Thud!
Inside the flaming fortress, the two Grass Ninja were utterly stunned.
A moment later, their knees buckled, and both collapsed onto the ground in sheer disbelief.
They were actually trapped inside a fortress made entirely of fire!
To forge a fortress from flames,
What kind of terrifying power was this?!
Was this the strength of the legendary Aoki Sora?!
In an instant, both ninja couldn't help but recall a scene from a video they had seen months ago,
["Sora, is it true you turned down the Fifth Hokage's nomination for you to become the Sixth Hokage?"]
Back then, they'd dismissed it as an exaggeration. After all, even the Fifth Hokage hadn't officially taken office yet, how could someone be nominated as the Sixth already?
And the Sora in the video looked barely sixteen. Hokage at sixteen? Ridiculous.
They were convinced it had been fake.
But now...
There was no doubt.
That very Aoki Sora, the boy they had scoffed at, was truly the one nominated to become the Sixth Hokage at just sixteen.
His strength was so overwhelming that even the Fifth Hokage would want to voluntarily step down in shame and let him take over.
Everything suddenly made perfect sense.
But what did it matter now?
The two Grass Ninja were filled with despair.
They had made the worst mistake possible, provoking a man who was destined to become Kage-level, if not far beyond.
What would he do to them? Would he really just burn them alive?
It was over!!
"..."
Elsewhere, Karin, who lay sprawled on the ground, stared in shock as well.
To create an entire fortress of flame with a single strike…
That Aoki Sora, his power was truly monstrous.
With strength like this, it was no wonder so many beautiful girls liked him.
He was young, handsome, and absurdly strong.
Everything in those clips, "Sixth Hokage," "Spare Gaara," "Save Gaara", it was all real!
Even though he had said, "Fine, I won't get involved," earlier…
In reality,
He'd gotten involved in the flashiest, most overwhelming way possible, terrifying the Grass Ninja "teammates" she had been stuck with.
That one move was more effective than a thousand words or any punches or kicks.
Aoki Sora...
Karin's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Swish! Swish!
Just then, a female figure swiftly approached from outside the flame fortress.
"Sora, that's enough!" the purple-haired woman shouted anxiously. "They're officially registered participants in the joint Chūnin Exams!"
"Alright..."
Sora sighed, sounding as if he hadn't yet had his fill.
Then,
Whoosh!
The Zanpakutō in his hand vanished.
And the fire, now unbound and intentionally dispersed by Sora before he dismissed the sword, quickly dissipated into the wind.
After all, with his current chakra level, the fire couldn't compare to the Captain-Commander's. This Blazing Flame Fortress didn't burn at some 6,000 degrees, it was only slightly hotter than a typical Great Fireball Technique.
It was essentially a shapeshifting, oversized, hollow, persistent version of Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu...
And,
Exhale...
Sora let out a breath.
Yugao Uzuki had shown up just in time.
If she had been any later, he'd have run out of chakra and been forced to stop anyway.
Those two Grass Ninja didn't need rescuing at all.
Sora couldn't help but recall a certain meme from the real world,
"A pretty boy got a tiny cut while filming, such a serious injury, good thing they rushed him to the hospital before it healed on its own!"
Yeah... good thing Yugao arrived just in time.
Otherwise, the fire would've just put itself out anyway.
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