Chapter 87

Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Battle of Unequal Information

Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew through the rain as Rasa, caught off guard, clutched his kunai, struggling to counter the relentless onslaught from Uchiha Yosuke.

The moment he descended from above, Yosuke activated his cursed seal state, black markings spreading across his face, enhancing his strength and speed dramatically.

“With these eyes, I can see through everything you are!”

The cold statement echoed, but Yosuke wasn’t simply flaunting; it was psychological warfare.

In the rapid close-quarters battle, Rasa, whose shoulder was injured and who was already weak in taijutsu, grew increasingly frustrated.

“So this Konoha brat thinks his lightning style can overpower me!?”

Rasa roared in fury as a violent wave of gold sand swept around him.

“Rasa, Jonin of Sunagakure in the Land of Wind, skilled in Magnet Release and gold dust, possessing wind, water, and earth chakra types, known for his calm personality and trusted by the Third Kazekage.”

On the battlefield, Yosuke, wreathed in lightning, pushed Rasa relentlessly in close combat, smiling as he announced Rasa’s information, not holding anything back from other shinobi around him.

“Yes, your Magnet Release is powerful, but Konoha’s intel division isn’t to be underestimated either. Your gold dust is heavier than regular sand, and in the rain of the Land of Rain, how fast can it be?

Plus, your gold dust conducts electricity when wet, and my lightning style counters you perfectly!”

Hearing this, Rasa’s face darkened, and he responded coldly, “Seems Konoha has done its homework on us Suna shinobi.”

With a shout, he commanded his gold sand to surge toward Yosuke, but Yosuke dodged effortlessly with incredible speed, making it impossible for the sand to catch him.

Using his razor-sharp Kusanagi sword and lightning chakra to enhance its cutting power, Yosuke swiftly cut through the attacking gold sand, dissipating its form.

“Uchiha brat!”

Enraged, Rasa had initially relied on the terrain advantage, his gold sand weighing down as a powerful attack from above. But their plan was thwarted by a flying summoned beast.

Boom! Thunder rumbled as Konoha and Suna shinobi clashed below, ninjutsu and puppets clashing in the rain.

“Damn it! Why are there so many Konoha shinobi here?”

“Hyuga, Uchiha, Aburame… and even Senju! Who leaked our intel?”

Outnumbered by Konoha, the Suna shinobi felt suffocated. How could their opponents be so powerful?

The rainwater slowed Rasa’s gold sand significantly.

The increased weight of the water meant his sand consumed more chakra, which led Rasa to shout angrily, “Don’t underestimate the will of Suna shinobi, Uchiha brat!”

With a furious yell, Rasa formed a wall of gold sand in front of him.

Yosuke, holding his Kusanagi sword crackling with lightning, thrust it forward, quickly closing the gap before Rasa could perform further jutsu.

Rasa, the future Fourth Kazekage, felt his every move being countered, anger rising within him.

Just as Yosuke’s sword pierced Rasa’s body, Yosuke realized something was wrong—the body crumbled into sand! Rasa grinned coldly, revealing he had used his sand clone to lure Yosuke in.

The real Rasa rose into the sky on a platform of gold sand, a bloody shoulder but controlling his sand for another attack.

“A Uchiha Jonin, at this age, able to summon a slug… seems you’re the youngest in Konoha’s history to invent an A-rank jutsu at thirteen and a close friend of Lady Tsunade.”

Rasa sneered as he directed the sand to attack again, reversing the momentum.

On the ground below, Yosuke, using his lightning chakra to heighten his speed, dodged for now, though it was clear he couldn’t keep it up for long. Rasa, with his substantial chakra reserves, still had the advantage.

“Kid, tactics are fine, but real power decides battles.”

At Rasa’s command, waves of gold sand surged from all directions, and Yosuke’s expression grew intense. This so-called “weakest future Kazekage” was not to be underestimated—any shinobi chosen to be Kage was a top-level threat.

*Lightning Style: Lightning wave!*

Yosuke formed hand seals, lightning streaking across the rain-soaked ground, channeling into the surrounding gold sand.

Crackling and collapsing, the gold sand, destabilized by lightning, crumbled into a muddy heap.

“The Land of Rain… such an annoying place!”

Rasa, hovering in the air on a platform of gold sand, looked irritated as the rain hampered his jutsu and enhanced Yosuke’s lightning style.

The Konoha kunai and shuriken flew toward Rasa, but he smirked. “From up here, you can’t touch me.”

But then his eyes widened—thin wires glinted in the rain, entwining around him tightly!

*Shuriken Manipulation Technique*

With a victorious smile, Yosuke pulled the wires tight with his hands and teeth, immobilizing Rasa mid-air. He swiftly formed hand seals.

*Fire Style: Dragon Flame Jutsu*

Inhaling deeply, Yosuke unleashed a roaring flame that traveled along the wires, glowing even in

the rain and making every Suna shinobi watching scream in fear.

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*End of Chapter*