"A genjutsu master of the Ninja World is nothing more than this."
Ōtsutsuki Urashiki looked at the Satoru split in half, a mocking smirk on his face.
But seeing the Sealing Jutsu below, he still felt a lingering fear.
If not for the power of his Rinnegan, he might have fallen right there.
"Is that so?"
The Satoru appeared behind him and stabbed downwards with a blade.
Rip!
Urashiki quickly dodged, twisting his body and counterattacking with a Chakra-infused punch.
Whoosh!
The Satoru also avoided his attack, landing quickly on the sea surface and retreating a certain distance.
He watched the wound that had suddenly appeared on Urashiki's body.
"Damn it, his perception is so strong," Urashiki's face darkened as the Satoru once again evaded his seemingly inevitable attack.
He already had a bad premonition.
"I understand now, your ability is related to time.
It's either a brief precognition of the future, or the ability to rewind time.
Judging by the wound on your body, it should be a time-rewind type of Ninjutsu, right?
And it can only rewind external time, not the time you yourself are in."
The Satoru twirled his blade, pointing at Urashiki with a very confident tone.
Ever since he read about the ability to predict the future from Jiraiya, and thought of the so-called 'Juppo' Ninjutsu of Kashin Koji that he saw in short videos in his previous life, he had been thinking about how to deal with precognition these past few days.
Although he hadn't found a definitive answer yet, he had gained some other insights.
From the details of the battle just now, the opponent's ability should be exactly as he suspected.
He can rewind external time, while his own time remains unchanged.
And Urashiki used this trick to experience his attacks many times, thereby making countermeasures.
However, the future is constantly changing; when one makes different actions, the enemy will also continue to change their countermeasures.
Therefore, Urashiki's countermeasures were not as fast as his ultimate reactions.
It seems that his future self, letting this guy return, indeed considered their mutual strength.
"Tch!" Urashiki looked at the Satoru, and the smile on his face vanished as he listened to his analysis.
He also thought of a crucial problem.
Since the opponent was still alive in the future, it was impossible for him to die by his hand today.
"Damn Ninja World grunt, an Ōtsutsuki does not bow to time."
Urashiki's eyes began to change; his blue Rinnegan gradually turned red, with six tomoe slowly rotating on them.
Six Tomoe Rinnegan.
Hmm?
The Satoru also noticed his change.
Tomoe, he thought of the Sharingan, which has the ability to see through the flow of an enemy's Chakra.
Perhaps the opponent's ocular power was now even stronger.
He could use this ocular power to break his genjutsu.
Moreover, Sasuke had said that when the opponent's eyes turned red, he could use Spatial-Temporal Ninjutsu to manipulate space.
He wondered if there were any other abilities.
Whoosh!
The Satoru suddenly shifted his body, and a red fishing rod passed by him.
It shaved off a piece of flesh from his waist.
The Satoru retreated a certain distance, looking at the triumphant Urashiki.
"Without the power of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, you can't defeat me."
Urashiki looked at the Satoru in his hand, a triumphant smile returning to his face.
He had figured it out: this guy was very likely saved by Uchiha Sasuke, that individual who possessed a portion of Ōtsutsuki power.
Whoosh!
A black mosaic appeared behind him, and he retreated.
When he reappeared, it was with a strike aimed at the Satoru's waist.
The taijutsu power of the Ōtsutsuki Clan could definitely cut the opponent in half.
Bang!
The Satoru turned into smoke and disappeared.
Seeing this, Urashiki also instantly used a spatial Ninjutsu to leave his original position.
A blade sliced through where his waist had just been.
"This Spatial-Temporal ability, does Obito's Kamui count as low-level Spatial-Temporal Ninjutsu?"
The Satoru continuously used his Sage Mode's perception ability to contend with Urashiki.
Speed was his impression of this Spatial Ninjutsu.
Moreover, he couldn't perceive the fluctuations of this space; he could only sense the opponent and react the instant Urashiki made a move.
The Konoha Sensor Division could still detect the spatial fluctuations of Obito's Kamui, but now his perception, which surpassed that of the Sensor Division, couldn't detect any spatial fluctuations.
This was too smooth.
Bang bang!
Clang!
One used extremely strong perception and reaction abilities, reacting the instant the other moved.
The other used extremely strong spatial abilities, constantly traversing and attacking.
Blade clashed with fishing rod.
It was so fast that the Satoru didn't have time to form hand signs for complex Ninjutsu.
"Die, die, no one can save you."
Urashiki's face was gradually becoming crazed.
This guy in front of him was too hard to kill.
Whoosh whoosh!
The Satoru was like playing whack-a-mole; wherever Urashiki appeared, the blade swung there.
But when he tried to attack, the opponent scurried back like a mouse.
"Is this all the strength you have, you Ōtsutsuki Clan member?"
After getting used to it, the Satoru began to calmly deal with Urashiki's attacks.
An excellent Ninja would not be defeated by the same move twice.
The wound on his waist had already healed, demonstrating powerful self-healing abilities.
The longer the battle, the more familiar he became with Urashiki's fighting style.
Urashiki's combat experience seemed to be inferior to his.
Or perhaps he adapted too quickly, rendering Urashiki's abilities useless.
"In that case, let's end this battle.
I was worried this Ōtsutsuki would be very formidable, and when I knew I would transmigrate, I constantly worried that my own strength wouldn't be enough,
and kept strengthening myself. Turns out, this is all there is!
Completely relying on bloodline-given power, like a three-year-old child wielding a kitchen knife."
The Satoru felt calm inside.
Ōtsutsuki Urashiki's power left him speechless.
Whether he was strong or not depended entirely on the mechanics of his eyes and the physical advantages brought by the Ōtsutsuki Clan bloodline; his combat experience, in his opinion, was a mess.
He had some, but not much.
He had time rewind, time pause, spatial shifting, and the Byakugan's insight, yet he played it like this!
It was simply a waste of heavenly resources.
Perhaps it was because this Ōtsutsuki didn't have a Karma?
The Satoru knew the key elements of Boruto, after all, he had been following it back then.
It's just that the online reviews were too negative, so he didn't watch it.
After fighting for so long, the opponent hadn't used the so-called power of Karma.
"What kind of look is that?"
Ōtsutsuki Urashiki, seeing the opponent's gaze, was actually distracted while fighting him.
Enraged, he extended his right hand, and countless purple lights converged into a sphere in his palm.
Amenominaka Ryūgū.
The yellow sky, illuminated by the sun, abruptly turned into a reddish-purple fire-tinged cloud.
A gigantic Oarfish, carrying a Tailed Beast Ball-like sphere in its mouth, attacked the Satoru.
"Die!"
"Heh, it seems his brain really isn't too good."
The Satoru sighed, feeling sorry for the eyes in his opponent's head.
To have such a master.
In this amount of time, he could have escaped dozens of times using Spatial-Temporal Ninjutsu.