Chapter 58.6- One Thousand Hands

“Then this loss shouldn’t surprise you” I said as my feet sunk into the shoulder of my mecha and I gained an instant awareness of the giant mud construct I’d made. The bones of this jutsu were similar to that of my mud clone jutsu. I had no idea how Hashirama made constructs with some ability to fight on their own because that seemed to be something completely out of the question for me.

Her Sussano’s first punch probably aimed to take advantage of my seeming inattention, but the byakugan was a powerful doujutsu for a reason. My construct reacted in very little time, the hand rising, except that it did not rise like a hand would be expected to. All my training sessions had taught me that that was an inefficient way to go about things. Instead, the arm turned into mud that flowed up in the air before reforming as the hand once again in a blocking motion.

Her red chakra construct strained but it could not make it through my sussano’s guard. Instead, mine shifted its feet, and suddenly, one of the feet of my mud construct was gone, and then it turned into a tentacle that grabbed her sussano by its left leg. She tried to move, forming a sword in one hand and aiming to cut through it, but the hand that had been blocking her punch turned into a tendril as well that grabbed her Sussano’s arm before it could swing.

My mud giant walked another step forward, forcing both constructs to be practically chest to chest.

“What are you doing?” Uzume ground out, struggling to separate our constructs even as my mud giant’s chest opened and began to swallow the Sussano in its grip.

“What’s rule one of fighting me. Uzume?” I asked as I pulled at the mud she was standing atop, forcing it to move and sending her Sussano falling into the mud with a splash. My construct followed, allowing me to wrap around and encircle the Sussano so thoroughly that Uzume had only one option open to her.

I felt it when the Sussano expired and I grabbed on to Uzume with my mud a second later, hardening it all over her body to stop her moving before bringing her out of the mud for all to see.

Well, before I did so, I made sure to manipulate the mud out of her hair and turn her chains into something more flattering, a giant cocoon of hardened mud that held her still from the neck down.

“The first rule of fighting you is that you’ll always do the opposite of what makes sense for you to do.” She ground out.

“Yield?” I offered. She nodded, and the mud released her immediately.

A/N: And so we have Shori vs Uzume. Could she have broken out of that? Maybe with another sussano but then she’d still have been in the mud and he’d have trapped her all over again. He had battlefield control, and she recognised that there was no point struggling further when the point of the whole thing was for Shori to win in the first place.