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[RNZO] Ch 214: The Third Raikage
🕑 Added 2025-05-07 16:47:16 +0000 UTC— — — — — —
"You little Uchiha punk! Who gave you permission to go wild!?"
"Lightning Release Chakra Mode—The Strongest Spear!"
"Lightning Style: Hell Stab – One-Finger Thrust!"
The moment he appeared, the newcomer went full power.
Lightning armor roared across his entire body like a raging storm, even making his hair stand on end. In a flash, he shot upward from the ground—straight at Renzo's massive Susanoo slash.
With only his index finger extended, he pointed it forward, wrapped in crackling lightning, and thrust it at the oncoming blade.
"It's the Third Raikage!"
"Dad?!!"
"We're saved!!"
"Wait, why is Lord Raikage here? Wasn't he supposed to be in the Land of Earth?"
"It must've been the teleportation technique—Heavenly Transfer!"
The moment that powerful figure appeared, Killer Bee, Ay, and a bunch of Kumo Shinobi instantly recognized who it was—it was none other than the Third Raikage, who shouldn't even be in the area yet.
Kumo Shinobi broke into cheers, their despair flipping into hope.
BOOM!!!
Blade met finger in a thunderous explosion, the impact roaring across the battlefield like a shockwave.
For a moment, the two forces clashed in midair—deadlocked.
It felt like an eternity… and yet, it was over in an instant.
Crack… crack…!
A sharp, splitting sound echoed.
"…Huh?"
Renzo blinked—his Susanoo's chakra Sword was cracking at the point of contact. Thin fractures spidered across the blade—
Then, with a sharp snap, it shattered into glowing fragments.
The Third Raikage didn't stop. He charged straight toward Renzo, who was at the forehead of the colossal Susanoo.
The Third Raikage's right arm surged with lightning chakra, aiming to pierce straight through Susanoo's skull and jam his finger right into Renzo's heart.
"Oho? Now this is interesting."
Renzo smirked. With a flicker of thought, he released Susanoo and instantly switched into Sage Mode. His fists glowed with a powerful aura—his version of Armament Haki.
He dove down at full speed, meeting the Raikage head-on.
"Sage Art: Armament – Impact Punch!!"
"DAD, WATCH OUT! This guy's taijutsu is insane!"
From below, Ay's eyes widened in panic. He ignored his own injuries and shouted with everything he had to warn his father.
He knew just how powerful his old man was—especially when it came to offensive and defensive taijutsu.
But after feeling that devastating punch earlier—one that left his body still aching in agony—he couldn't help but worry.
"Oh?"
The Third Raikage's eyes narrowed at his son's words.
So that's how his kid got hurt…
His respect for Renzo ticked up a notch.
BOOM!!!
Fist met finger again, detonating the air itself. A violent shockwave rippled out in all directions, shaking the entire battlefield.
Even the ninja a hundred meters away were forced to cover their ears in pain.
Whoosh!!
A body flew out of the air like a meteor.
CRASH!!!
The falling body smashed into the earth, digging a massive crater over ten meters deep.
The impact rocked the ground, nearly knocking nearby shinobi off their feet.
The ground around the crater—hundreds of meters wide—was completely shattered and caved in.
Whoosh!!
The other figure was sent flying in the opposite direction, flipping and spinning through the air before finally managing to stop himself.
...
"Who won?!"
"No idea!!"
Both the Konoha and Kumo sides froze, staring at the aftermath.
Then someone looked up and saw Uchiha Renzo in the sky.
Hovering in the air, Renzo calmly glanced down at his broken right arm.
"Damn. That One-Finger Thrust really is something. Actually pierced through my Armament Haki…"
"That's not just pure taijutsu either—it's nintaijutsu. Lightning chakra's piercing power is no joke."
His Armament Haki was already top-tier. And yet it still got pierced.
Just proved how dangerous the Third Raikage really was.
Still, for Renzo, this kind of injury was basically a scratch.
In just a few seconds, the wound had already closed, and the micro-fractures in his bones were healing up too.
Yeah—his regeneration was that ridiculous.
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On the ground…
The Third Raikage stood firm in the center of the crater he'd just made, body straight as a spear. He didn't seem hurt.
Turns out, he'd used Earth Release to soften his landing, absorbing most of the impact.
Still, the flesh on the tip of his extended finger had split open, the bone beneath visibly cracked.
"…He's no joke," the Third Raikage muttered, staring at his trembling hand. "No wonder he managed to put my son in that state."
His whole arm was still slightly shaking from the clash.
Then he looked up at Renzo, who hovered high in the sky. Lightning Armor surged around his body again, his chakra flaring up to its peak.
Renzo didn't wait—he dove straight down from the sky like a missile, accelerating with each passing second. The hundred-meter distance vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Sage Art: Armament—Impact Kick!"
He raised a leg mid-fall and brought it crashing down toward the Raikage with terrifying momentum.
But the Raikage didn't flinch—he met the attack head-on with a thrust of his finger.
"Hell Stab – One-Fingered Thrust!"
BOOM!
The impact blasted a massive cloud of dust into the air and shook the earth violently. The ground cracked further under the overwhelming shockwave.
Renzo's strike was too powerful this time. The Raikage's already-injured index finger finally gave out, cracking completely.
Blood dripped from the wound as half his body was driven into the ground, the earth barely absorbing enough of the impact to keep him upright.
But still, his finger managed to pierce a small hole in Renzo's foot.
…Not that it mattered.
With Renzo's insane healing factor, the damage was practically gone within seconds.
Even so, he didn't want to waste time. With a thought, he activated a holy healing spell on his foot and restored it instantly.
Then he swung his fist again.
"Sage Art: Impact Punch!"
"Hell Stab – One-Fingered Thrust!"
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!!
They clashed again and again, fists and fingers turning the battlefield into pure chaos. No one dared get close.
Even with his index finger gone, the Third Raikage didn't back down. He still had nine other fingers—maybe not as strong, but they did the job. And when the right hand gave out completely, he just switched to the left.
His injuries kept piling up. Bones cracked, muscles tore—but the thought of retreat never even crossed his mind.
A fearless warrior
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Meanwhile, over on the sidelines…
"Fall back! Everyone, continue retreating!"
Cee, the acting commander, had noticed the problem the moment the Raikage's first finger broke. He immediately ordered the troops to withdraw like Darui.
But he himself didn't leave. He stayed rooted to the spot, eyes fixed on the battle, his heart sinking lower with every second.
Then—crack!!
The Raikage's final finger snapped after one last desperate strike against Renzo.
"Stop! Please stop!!"
Cee couldn't take it anymore. He yelled out, his voice desperate and hoarse: "We surrender! We admit defeat! Just stop! We're willing to pay any price!!"
BOOM!!!
But Renzo didn't stop. He drove his fist straight into the Raikage's head.
The impact caved in part of the man's skull. His cranium cracked under the pressure. His eyes rolled back as he lost consciousness—but even then, he threw one last punch with his now-mangled hand.
Renzo easily caught the feeble blow with his other hand.
Then, with a grip like steel, he held the Raikage's arm in place—refusing to let him escape—as his other fist kept hammering down.
BAM! BAM! BAM!!!
Over and over, until the Raikage's aura nearly vanished and his body went limp.
Only then did Renzo stop. He flicked some blood off his hand and looked at the broken man in front of him.
"Tough guy, huh?" he muttered.
With a sigh, Renzo cast two healing spells to stabilize the Raikage—just enough to keep him from dying on the spot.
Third Raikage really was one hell of a man.
"Lord Raikage!!"
Cee came running over, tears streaming down his face. He collapsed beside the abused figure and pulled him into a desperate embrace.
Tears poured down like rain.
Then he glared up at Renzo, eyes bloodshot with rage and grief.
"I told you—we surrendered! Why didn't you stop?! WHY?!"
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