Opposite him, Black Light Raishi, who was gradually approaching amidst the roaring, grinned.
The cracked dark red tissue at the corners of his mouth made him look even more ferocious.
However, at this moment, he didn't care about the physical pain at all. Letting the tissue on his body tear and peel off, his eyes revealed extreme excitement.
"Hahaha... truly wonderful!"
"How long, how long has it been since I experienced such an exciting feeling!"
"Only in battles like this can I feel my own existence!"
"Konoha ninja! I acknowledge you!"
"After killing you, I will keep your head as my most perfect collection!!"
Looking at the morbidly crazed opponent, Musashi controlled his chakra with all his might.
Inside his body, chakra surged like a river.
Outside his body, Lightning Style chakra condensed but did not disperse, arcs of lightning flashing and entwining.
Want to take my head?
Fine, as long as you can defeat me.
It's just that saying such things now is a bit premature.
I admit your physical body is the strongest I've seen.
However, the tyrannical bodies in the world are not only found in your Land of Lightning.
In Konoha, there is also a jutsu.
It is called...
"Eight! Gates! Released! Formation!!!!!!!!!!!~"
BOOM!!!!~
BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!~
Heaven and earth seemed to be trembling.
The tyrannical energy fluctuations emitted a power that made everyone who saw it terrified.
The storm swept away everything within range. Beams, broken wood, gold, silver, earth, and stone danced and whirled under the force field.
Musashi's figure disappeared first from the spot.
Then, thunder-like explosions appeared in the void.
Following that, they rang into a continuous sheet.
The sounds of physical impact were like continuous thunderclaps.
Not far away, Kakashi's figure was constantly pushed back by the hurricane.
While protecting his eyes with both hands, his heart was already overturned!
He looked at the apocalyptic scene of landslides before him, simply unable to believe his eyes.
W-T-F...
Musashi, this guy!!!
After retreating to a distance, Kakashi blocked the wind and sand with his hand and used the Sharingan regardless of chakra consumption.
Soon, the surprise in his heart became even greater.
As Might Guy's close friend who knew him inside out, he knew that this was a scene that only appeared in the first six gates of the "Eight Gates Released Formation."
When opened to the seventh gate, the aura outside the body would turn blue due to sweat evaporation.
And Musashi, who was constantly flashing in the distance, still had green chakra flashing on his body besides the lightning.
Suddenly, Kakashi's breath stagnated, and his pupils trembled violently!
He thought of Might Guy.
The other party could now open the seventh gate, calling himself the Noble Blue Beast.
But in sparring matches with him, the other party seemed never to have used the subsequent means of the Eight Gates.
Does Guy have means even more terrifying than the current Musashi?
If one day he and I...
Thinking of this, Kakashi abruptly threw this terrifying thought out of his mind.
"No, no."
"Guy, that guy, wouldn't prepare such means to deal with me."
"It must be prepared for enemies."
"Yes, it must be." Kakashi muttered firmly to himself, refocusing his attention on the battle before him.
BOOM!!!~
Two disparate figures, one big and one small, collided together.
The power generated by the air explosion even exceeded that of explosive tags.
Musashi stared into Black Light Raishi's eyes, which were close at hand. At this moment, the opponent's crazed expression had gradually dissipated.
Turning into disbelief.
"How is it, does this kind of power satisfy you?"
Arms separated, waist twisted.
Right leg like a whip and a hammer, a fierce strike straight for the opponent's head.
Konoha Strong Whirlwind!
Bang!!!
Raising his right arm to block the left side of his head, Black Light Raishi was still kicked off balance by the tyrannical force, his whole body flung sideways!
Feeling the overwhelmed groan of his body, his heart was incomparably horrified at this moment!
Musashi didn't stop, following up instantly.
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
Bones were on the verge of their limit.
Muscles were screaming.
Musashi's punches and kicks were fierce, his eyes determined.
Long-term practice allowed him to maximize the use of his body in battle.
Years of arduous training, he had long been able to open the seventh gate normally.
The reason he only opened up to the sixth gate, the Gate of View.
Was because he didn't want to use Hirudora, but wanted physical attacks.
The sixth gate was the limit where the current him could exert full strength and collide tyrannically without physical collapse.
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
Black Light Raishi in front of him.
From the initial madness.
To clear eyes.
To the faint fear now.
He saw it all.
"Come on!"
Bang!!!
"Don't dodge!"
Bang!!!
"Continue!"
Bang!!!
"Continue using full strength!!"
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
At this moment.
Musashi had no distracting thoughts.
Gone was the fear of Danzo and others from back then.
Gone were the scruples of looking after Izumi and Aoi.
No attachments or worries, no gains or losses, no right or wrong.
Only battle.
Only the enemy in front of him who let him enjoy himself, and the body enjoying the pleasure of battle under extreme pressure.
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
BOOM!!!!!
One kick sent Black Light Raishi flying, smashing deep into the ruins, stirring up bricks and stones all over the sky.
He quickly chased after him.
His fists and feet were thirsty.
Longing for fist-to-flesh combat.
Every collision was the ultimate joy of life blooming.
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
"Don't..."
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
"Don't hit..."
Bang!!!
Bang!!!
"Stop!!"
Musashi turned a deaf ear.
He didn't want to stop.
How many years?
Since that battle with Itachi.
Until now when Naruto has graduated.
For so many years, he dared not slack off for a single day. Countless days and nights, he persisted in training that outsiders found boring.
For so many years, in order not to affect his body, he always tried to avoid using the Eight Gates fully, afraid of ending up like Rock Lee.
He didn't even dare to deeply understand the fragrant and soft Sister Ayame!
The long-term self-discipline like an ascetic monk practicing abstinence.
The pressure of not daring to relax for a moment since the beginning of the time travel.
All thrown to the back of his mind at this moment.
Battle.
Only battle!
Say nothing else, think nothing else!
All the resentment, all the unwillingness, all the regrets, seemed to be released with every punch and kick.
Unknown how long passed.
The enemy's broken arm could no longer be lifted.
The broken thigh could no longer move.
Even the sound of begging for mercy was inaudible.
Musashi finally gradually stopped his movements.
"You... you finally... stopped..." Black Light Raishi's tyrannical constitution allowed him to still be alive at this moment.
Musashi: "Sorry."
"I got a little carried away just now."
Black Light Raishi: "..."