Chapter 142
Yin-Yang Escape Black Rod!
Chapter 142 Yin-Yang Release: Black Rod!
With his escape route blocked and the chimera entangled by the terrifying giant tortoise, Hiruko's fear instantly transformed into a frenzied killing intent!
"You're courting death!" Hiruko shrieked, his hands forming hand seals with lightning speed, his chakra surging wildly within him.
His pale face was covered in bulging veins, and a dangerous glint flashed deep in his pupils.
A dark cloud rose from beneath Hiruko's feet, instantly covering half of his body, while blinding blue-white lightning flashed within the cloud!
A sharp explosion rang out, and five condensed, almost tangible bolts of lightning shot out from the dark clouds, carrying destructive penetrating power, targeting vital points such as the brow, throat, and heart of the man who had been standing on his neck for a long time!
"Storm Release: Thundercloud Wave!"
Hiruko used all his strength to unleash a Storm Release ninjutsu that combined offense and defense, intending to kill his enemy in one blow!
Faced with this fatal blow, Menma's right eye, hidden beneath the mask, suddenly shone with a scarlet light!
Three jet-black magatama spun rapidly in his blood-red pupils!
Sharingan - Insight!
Under the Sharingan's super-dynamic vision and ultimate insight, Hiruko's hand movements, the flow of chakra, the angle and speed of the five lightning bolts...
Every subtle change was like a slow-motion video, vividly reflected in Mianma's mind.
The noodles started to move.
His body slid, turned, and leaned back with an unnaturally small amount of movement, as if it had been calculated with the utmost precision.
Five bolts of lightning, powerful enough to pierce through fine steel, whizzed past the edge of his robes, but they couldn't even touch the hem of his garment!
All the deadly attacks missed!
The fierce look on Hiruko's face was instantly replaced by incredulous astonishment!
His deadly strike was actually... dodged so easily?
As Mianma dodged the last bolt of lightning, his right arm snapped out like a bowstring taut with power!
With his five fingers spread, his palm was aimed at Hiruko's chest.
There were no hand seals, and no lengthy preparations.
Pure, highly concentrated chakra was compressed and spun wildly in his palm, emitting a piercing shriek!
A jet-black energy sphere the size of a basketball instantly took shape. Dark red arcs of electricity danced wildly on the surface of the sphere, radiating an aura of destruction and ominousness, and the surrounding light seemed to be swallowed and distorted by it.
Small spiral wheel!
Hiruko's pupils reflected the rapidly enlarging dark sphere, and a deadly sense of crisis was poured over him like ice water!
He didn't even have time to think about the origin of this terrifying ninjutsu; his survival instinct caused him to unleash his full potential.
Hiruko's body suddenly leaned backward in an extremely disheveled posture, while his feet were filled with chakra and he slammed his feet into the ground, shooting backward like an arrow released from a bow!
Boom! ! !
The dark energy ball, about the size of a basketball, whistled past almost the tip of Hiruko's upturned nose and slammed into a steep mountain wall several meters behind him!
There were no earth-shattering explosions or flashes of light, only a series of muffled, heart-stopping thuds.
Immediately following was the teeth-grinding "crackling" sound of rocks being instantly shattered by extreme force into the finest powder!
The hard rock wall, as if being devoured by an invisible giant mouth, suddenly revealed a huge spherical hole with a diameter of more than three meters!
Its edges are as smooth as a mirror, and its depths are unfathomable!
Countless fine cracks spread wildly outwards from the hole, emitting a chilling groan.
The flying pebbles grazed Hiruko's body like bullets, leaving streaks of blood.
He fell heavily to the ground, then rolled several meters before finally stopping, covered in dust and dirt, his white tethering clothes torn in several places, his face full of shock and lingering fear.
If he had been just a little slower, it wouldn't have been the rock wall that was wiped away, but him! The fear of death completely ignited Hiruko's ferocity.
He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot and filled with hysterical madness.
"You monster!" he roared, his hands moving rapidly again, this time forming even more complex and bizarre hand seals. His chakra surged uncontrollably, and a faint red chakra emanated from beneath his pale skin.
"Storm Release: Storm Demon Dragon!" With Hiruko's shout, rings of black thunderclouds rose from the ground, crackling with electricity and sweeping across the entire area!
Even the sky changed color!
Thick, dark clouds shrouded this rugged mountain range, with streaks of lightning appearing and disappearing within the clouds!
Mianma didn't give him another chance.
The moment Hiruko began performing the hand seals, Menma's figure vanished once again.
It's not the kind of high-speed movement that leaves a blur, but a true disappearance that seems to merge into space!
The art of flying thunder god!
The next moment, Hiruko felt a blur before his eyes, and the figure appeared without warning less than an arm's length away from him!
It was so fast that it was beyond the reach of sight, so fast that it completely paralyzed his mind!
With a lightning-fast movement, his numb right hand shot out, and a jet-black rod, condensed to the extreme, suddenly pierced out from his palm.
It was not a physical entity, but a temporary creation made of pure, highly condensed Yin-Yang Release chakra.
A black rod about the length of a finger, emitting an ominous glow!
Hiruko's pupils dilated with extreme terror. He tried to block and retreat, but his body couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed that was beyond his comprehension!
He could only watch helplessly as the black rod, radiating an aura of destruction, pierced him with unparalleled precision, like the fingertip of death!
puff!
A soft sound, like the piercing of leather.
Hiruko's movements suddenly froze. His hands, which were forming hand seals, were pierced from bottom to top by the black rod, and his entire body was pinned to the stone wall.
The ferocity and madness surging in Hiruko's eyes were instantly frozen, leaving only pure, incomprehensible horror.
He was horrified to discover that his Storm Release ninjutsu had been interrupted!
The circulation of chakra within the body was severely disrupted, and even the Demon Sprout Technique became restless and agitated!
"What is this?!" Hiruko exclaimed in horror. The appearance of this black rod not only interfered with his chakra and ninjutsu, but also seemed to devour all his courage and will to resist.
This is an unknown terror that even the Dark Release technique cannot absorb!
This completely shocked Hiruko's understanding of ninjutsu.
Is there really a ninjutsu in this world that even Dark Release cannot absorb?!
Menma slightly raised his head, his voice, hidden beneath the white three-eyed fox mask, was soft yet struck Hiruko's heart like a heavy hammer:
“I told you, I was very interested in your Ghost Sprout Technique. Now, it’s mine.”
Beiliuhu stood frozen in place, cold sweat instantly soaking through his bandages and restraints.
He could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in that black rod, which was destroying his Oni-Ya-Luo technique and even annihilating his soul.
The icy touch of death pierced through Hiruko's hands, freezing all his madness and trump card thoughts.
Hiruko stared intently at the Shura who was so close at hand, his throat making hoarse gasps, unable to utter a single word.
He was completely powerless to resist after being nailed to the stone wall with a black rod.
(End of this chapter)