Chapter 79.4- One Thousand Hands

“Okay, can you give me a second” I asked the Raikage. He looked at me, confused, Burt before he could reply or even understand what was happening, I was off, teleporting right next to Uzume. She had been dancing between the forms of the gold and silver brothers. It was impossible to make them out beneath the deep red that signified the version two form. I sighed again, feeling for my reserves of natural energy and committing more of it to the battle, shifting my ratio to 50:50.

Perfect sage mode saw me grow another few inches as I felt the strength to break the world build in my muscles. One of them tried to swipe at me. I stepped forward into the attack, grabbing its arm and twisting it in one fluid motion. I heard the snap even as I felt the hand try to fix itself and the bone try to pop back into place, but I did not let go.

I ducked underneath a tail aimed at my head and lanced my hand straight into his chest, disrupting his chakra flow for a second. The noxious tailed beast chakra both fixed the popped heart and opened the chakra point in less time than it had taken me to land the attack. Of fucking course. This was going to be so annoying.

“Eight Trigrams: One handed one hundred and twenty height palms” With my hand still holding on to the broken arm, there was no way for him to escape as I savaged his chakra network, closing all ninety two chakra points in his midsection, and then closing some twice even as his healing tried to force them back open. The tailed beast chakra around him thinned enough that I could make out the blonde hair. Which one had blonde hair again? Ginkaku? Yeah, probably. G for gold.

He tried to kick at my head and I caught the kick in my grip as well. Sage mode enhanced size was the only thing that made the position I held his body in possible.

There were two ways to beat an opponent with a strong healing factor. Either slowly overcome it by ramping damage up consistently or just do damage the healing factor could not fix. I was a believer in the second more than the first. That was why I held his body in front of mine and slammed my foot against his gut. He grunted from the impact, but I wasn’t done. I left my foot there, pushing out with it, even as I dragged both his arm and his leg in opposite directions.

Ginkaku’s screams near burst my eardrums so I cloaked them in chakra and then kept pulling. More, more, more. I felt bones shift, break, as his body warped under my ministrations. The tailed beast chakra did its best, but I would not be denied. With a snap, his body gave way, ripped into two halves.