Chapter 9: Clashing Powers

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Me: Fire style: flame orb. 

Creating a pocket bomb of fire chakra, I released it, as it hovered around myself and Miyabi.

Miyabi: My turn. 

Charging forward, he sliced the orb in half, as it exploded. However, instead of burning him apart, it's purpose was binding. 

Extremely hot chains covered Miyabi as he fell to the ground.

Me: You're not stupid enough to walk into a jutsu like that. 

Eyeing to my back, the real Miyabi swung his scythe, that now had been hardened using one of his specialties, earth release. 

Weaving handsigns, Miyabi slashed right through my body, or it would have been my body, had I not used a substitution jutsu. 

Instead, he cut through the large trunk of a tree, as he sighed. 

Miyabi: How long are you going to keep using that trick? I've always said you're the master at running awa-

Me: Lightning style: Quick Draw. 

*CLANK*

Our blows met, as the rock surrounding his blade was destroyed from my lightning. Since earth release was weak against lightning, I had the advantage. 

Retracting my sword, I started to clash with Miyabi in consecutive strikes, breaking through branches and trunks around. 

Holding his scythe forward, he stabbed through the back of my uniform and brought me closer in, as he took out a smaller sword. 

He meant to stab me through the front. 

Twitching my eyes, his widened, as he stopped his attack. 

Miyabi: Not your broken paralysis jutsu!

Me: Checkmate. 

Thrusting my sword, imbued in lightning, I decapitated Miyabi in one blow. 

However... I had made a mistake. 

Because that wasn't him. It was merely one of his Rock clones. 

Miyabi: Now let's see you block this. I mastered using this just so I can finish you off, kid!

I understood what he was going to use. Since he belonged to the Nagumo clan, he already had this innate ability: the ability to rip away souls. However, the reason why it's not been well documented, is because of how difficult it can be to pull off. And, usually, when it is done incorrectly, one's own soul pays the price It's almost like a gamble. 

That's how his entire clan was wiped out and why he was the only survivor. From all the times we've encountered, I've seen him use this kekka genkai 4 times and all 4 times, it has successfully worked. However, they were against regular ninja. And I wasn't an average one. 

And so...

...I simply charged forward. 

Miyabi: This is what I wanted! Now we'll finally see who dies and who lives! Our draws end now

Me: Yes, they do.

A red light illuminated from my eyes, startling Nagumo as he came in for his blow. 

Nagumo: That can't be... So that's your little secret. Thanks for giving it your all, kid. 

Me: No problem, bastard. 

*CLASH*

Crackling the ground, our collision sent the both of us careening in different directions, as I went right through the house, destroying the slide-in doors. 

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