Ding! Successfully absorbed Hidden Shadow Snake Hands. Congratulations, Host, for obtaining Multiple Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!
Ding! Absorb one more ninjutsu to unlock the fourth Strange Fire, Nether Poison Fire!
"My Hidden Shadow Snake Hands didn't even faze this kid!"
Seeing his attack do zero damage to Kazama, even the seasoned Orochimaru couldn't help but be quietly stunned.
But before Orochimaru could figure out what was going on, Kazama struck back.
"Multiple Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!"
He unleashed one of Orochimaru's signature techniques, forcing the Sannin to dodge in a frantic leap.
"What are you, kid? How do you know my jutsu?!"
Orochimaru already knew Kazama was no ordinary genin—his earlier rampage through the forest made that clear.
But to think Kazama could use his trump card? That was beyond comprehension.
"I know a ton of jutsu. Let me show you another one—one you've been dying to get your hands on!"
With that, Kazama activated his Mangekyo Sharingan.
"This is—!"
Orochimaru's eyes lit up with a mix of shock and glee at the sight of Kazama's eyes.
"My luck's incredible! I came here for Sasuke, but your eyes are even stronger than his Sharingan! If you're courting death, don't blame me!"
"Summoning Jutsu: Manda!"
Knowing Kazama wielded the Mangekyo Sharingan, Orochimaru couldn't afford to hold back. He summoned his strongest summon beast.
With Orochimaru's hand signs, a massive blue serpent—rivaling a Tailed Beast in size—materialized before Kazama.
"Orochimaru! You can't even handle a kid, and you dare summon me?!"
Manda was powerful but had a temper to match. Seeing his opponent was a mere eleven- or twelve-year-old genin, he immediately snapped at Orochimaru.
"Hmph! Look closer. This kid's got the Mangekyo Sharingan. Those eyes aren't easy to deal with!"
"Don't call me Despicable for this, kid. Your strength's already beyond what I expected!"
"Fine, I won't call you Despicable."
As Kazama spoke, hundreds of his Wood Release clones appeared on the scene.
"And don't call meDespicable either. After all, you're one of the legendary Sannin, Orochimaru!"
"Hmph! Clones can only use a tenth of the original's power. You're just begging to die!"
Seeing Kazama's army of clones, Orochimaru sneered.
But his smirk froze the next second.
Every single one of Kazama's clones activated their own Mangekyo Sharingan.
"Amaterasu!"
With a cold chuckle from Kazama, all his Wood Release clones unleashed Amaterasu's black flames.
Forget Orochimaru—even Manda, with his colossal body, was paralyzed with shock.
The combined Amaterasu from hundreds of clones towered larger than Manda himself.
"These aren't ordinary clones—they're Wood Release clones. Oh, and this body I'm using right now? Also a clone!"
"Orochimaru, you bastard! What kind of monster did you pick a fight with?!"
Manda didn't hesitate. With a poof of smoke, he vanished, bailing on the fight.
"Damn it!"
Realizing he'd been fighting a mere Wood Release clone this whole time, and now facing hundreds of them all casting Amaterasu, Orochimaru was floored.
How was he supposed to fight this? It was pure domination.
"Triple Rashomon!"
Orochimaru summoned his strongest defensive technique, hoping it'd buy him a chance to escape.
"Amaterasu Thousand Years of Death!"
Seeing Orochimaru turn his back to flee, Kazama smirked coldly. He shaped the Amaterasu into a giant finger and aimed it straight at Orochimaru's… sensitive spot.
AAAAHHH!!!
The forest erupted with a bloodcurdling scream.
"You'll pay for this! I swear I won't let you off!"
Gritting his teeth through the pain, Orochimaru used his Orochi-Style Substitution Jutsu.
This technique let him dodge Amaterasu's full power.
But from that day forward, Orochimaru and Mizuki shared one thing in common: neither would ever suffer from constipation again.
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