Chapter 149: Jiraiya's Exclamation: This Boy Has His Father's Style!
"What's wrong, Sasuke?" Dozens of Naruto spoke in unison, their voices merging together. "Scared silly?"
"Damn it!" Sasuke's pride was struck as never before. He let out a roar. Buzz—! In his pupils, a scarlet dot quietly emerged, then quickly transformed into a slowly rotating tomoe. Sharingan!
"Oh? His eyes turned red, huh?" One Naruto said with interest.
"Looks pretty powerful." Another Naruto stroked his chin, commenting with a serious expression.
"But, it's useless!" Dozens of Naruto roared in unison again. "Quantity is justice! Get him!"
Whoosh! Dozens of Naruto, like a tide, surged madly towards Sasuke from all directions.
"Get lost!" Sasuke's Sharingan spun rapidly. Under the Sharingan's perception, the movements of Naruto's clones became clearly visible. He spun around, the kunai in his hand transforming into streaks of black lightning.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! The first few Naruto clones that charged forward instantly turned into puffs of white smoke and disappeared.
"It worked!" Sasuke was delighted. The Sharingan was indeed invincible! However, his joy lasted less than 3 seconds. He defeated 3. 5 more rushed forward.
"Bastard! Naruto! Damn it!" Human wave tactics. The simplest, most shameless, and most effective tactic. In the face of absolute numbers, even the Sharingan's perception seemed inadequate.
In the corner, a tall figure leaned against the shadow of a large tree at the edge of the training ground, almost blending into the darkness. He had wild, untamed white hair and a forehead protector with the character "Oil" engraved on it. One of the 3 Sannin, Jiraiya.
Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu. This was a jutsu left by the Second Hokage. The newly appointed Fifth Hokage actually taught this ninjutsu to little Naruto; it was truly reckless.
"Get lost!" Sasuke's roar echoed in the arena. The enraged Sasuke finally broke free from Naruto's encirclement. Sasuke's Sharingan spun rapidly. He could see. The movements of every Naruto clone.
Seeing did not mean being able to dodge. He only had one body. But there were dozens of enemies. With Sasuke's current strength, he simply couldn't overwhelm them.
Pfft! The kunai in his hand pierced the chest of a clone. That clone turned into a puff of white smoke and dissipated without a trace. But at the same time, on his left, right, and behind him, 3 feet kicked him hard from 3 completely different and tricky angles. The immense force made Sasuke stagger.
"Bastard!" Sasuke gritted his teeth, forcibly stabilized himself, and with a spinning back kick, he burst 2 more clones.
However, more Naruto had already rushed forward. 1. 2. 3. Naruto's Shadow Clones surged forward fearlessly, using the simplest, most brutal method to drain Sasuke's stamina.
Sasuke's breathing began to become heavy. Sweat dripped down his jaw, soaking his dark collar. The chakra consumption brought by the Sharingan was also continuously increasing. He felt his eye sockets starting to heat up and swell.
"Damn it… damn it!" He, the genius of the Uchiha Clan. He was… he was actually forced into such a pathetic state by a dead last using such a shameless tactic. No. He couldn't go on like this. If he continued like this, he would be exhausted to death here.
Sasuke suddenly jumped back, creating distance, and quickly performed hand signs with both hands.
Snake – Ram – Monkey – Boar – Horse – Tiger! "Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
Sasuke's chest suddenly swelled. The next second, a fireball burning with raging flames erupted from his mouth. The scorching heat, carrying the momentum to incinerate everything, swept towards the sea of people in front.
Boom—!!! The Shadow Clones rushing at the forefront were instantly shattered by the Great Fireball Technique.
The students below the stage had faces full of shock. "So… so powerful!" "Is this the power of the Uchiha?" "So cool! Sasuke-kun!"
Sasuke knelt on the ground, panting heavily. This one Great Fireball almost drained all the remaining chakra in his body. But the effect was significant. A large empty space was cleared in front of him. Those annoying flies finally disappeared.
Just then, a figure suddenly sprang out. It was Naruto. His original body. Completely unharmed. The moment Sasuke activated the Great Fireball, he had already judged the trajectory of the attack, using his other clones as cover, and successfully dodged the fatal attack.
"It's not over yet!" Naruto grinned. His hands also quickly formed hand signs in front of his chest. "Wind Release…"
Sasuke's pupils suddenly contracted. Wind Release? This dead last actually knew Wind Release Ninjutsu?
"Wind Blade!" Naruto suddenly waved his hand forward. A nearly transparent, high-speed rotating chakra blade was cutting towards Sasuke at a terrifying speed. Dodge! Quick, dodge! Sasuke's brain was roaring madly.
But his body was incredibly heavy. The exhaustion from depleting his chakra made it impossible for Sasuke to dodge Naruto's Wind Blade attack. Sasuke could only watch as the Wind Blade grew larger and larger in his pupils. Am I… going to die?
Just at this critical moment, a figure appeared behind Sasuke without any warning. It was a Jōnin responsible for preventing accidents. His hand rested on Sasuke's shoulder. The next second, the 2 figures instantly disappeared from their original spot.
Swoosh—! That invisible Wind Blade almost brushed past Sasuke's afterimage and fiercely struck the railing behind the arena. The railing made no sound as it was cleanly cut into 2 sections. The cut was as smooth as a mirror.
The Jōnin then reappeared with the pale-faced Sasuke at another corner of the arena. Sasuke slumped to the ground, panting heavily, cold sweat already soaking his back.
Naruto also stopped, looking at his hands, and scratched his head a little sheepishly. It seemed… he used too much force.
On the high platform, Iruka Umino stared blankly at everything, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty. His mind was blank. It wasn't until the Jōnin took Sasuke completely off the stage that Iruka seemed to awaken.
"Win… winner! The final winner of the Chief Selection Match is— Uzumaki Naruto!" His voice, amplified by chakra, spread to every corner of the entire training ground.
"He won against Sasuke-kun?" "How is this possible! There must be a mistake!" The girls, led by Yamanaka Ino, completely refused to accept this fact.
Only Hinata, the moment she heard the result, her tense body suddenly relaxed. Immense joy, like a tide, engulfed her. "Naruto-kun…" He did it. Naruto-kun really did it!
On the stage, Naruto was stunned for a moment when he heard Iruka-sensei's judgment, and then immense ecstasy surged into his heart. He won! He defeated Sasuke! He became Chief!
"Yahoo—!" Naruto leaped high, waving his fists in the air. He put his hands on his hips, grinned at the audience below, revealing an incredibly brilliant, almost silly smile. He fulfilled his promise to his sensei. He did not disgrace his sensei!
In the shadows of the corner, Jiraiya leaned against the tree trunk, taking it all in. The expression on his face, from initial surprise, gradually transformed into a deep sense of relief.
"This brat…" He chuckled softly, his voice full of emotion. "He really has his old man's style back then."
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