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Chapter 061: Fast as Lightning
The match continued with no apparent progress on Z’s front, even his attempt to pour more chakra into the speed of his movements failing miserably as Airon copied the tactic with his superior chakra control. The first time that Airon prolonged the match by allowing Z to continue was hardly the last, and it wasn’t long before his boredom became visible to those watching from overhead, something the latter’s sensei noticed, as well.
Darui: …He’s completely overwhelmed.
Naruto: (He smiled at this, though it was obvious the match had begun to bore him, as well.) Told ya. No one stands a chance against Airon in a swordfight.
In the stands below, Z’s teammates continued to give their support in hopes that it would spur him on, Tomoi being the more vocal of the two – and more audible.
Tomoi: COME ON, Z!!! YOU GOTTA TURN THIS AROUND!!!
Inase: (Hearing her all the way from the balcony, she merely smiled at the notion as she stood there with her arms crossed.) (If only that were possible. Airon’s sword skills have no rival and neither does his stamina. The only reason Manako is able to hold his own against him is because of his superior reflexes. …I hope you have more to offer him than just swordplay, Z, cause you’ll never defeat him that way.)
Z realized this all too well, and after what had been the sixth time Airon had him cornered and pulled back, he finally grew tired of it and unleashed his true speed, if only to retreat back a great distance to regain his composure.
Airon: Aw, that’s no fun! Don’t leave me!
Z: (He stared at him with gritted teeth as he drew in heavy breaths.) (Damn it. This guy’s just too good. I’m running on fumes right now. …I was hoping I’d be able to save my trump card for a later match.)
Up above, several members of the audience stared in awe at the great distance Z managed to cross in what seemed like a fraction of a second, leaving even some of their fellow finalists impressed.
Kei: Holy crap, he’s fast!
Kūrogane: No kidding…it was almost as if he used a Body Flicker technique.
Sabure: I sure hope your friend can keep up with him after seeing that.
Manako: (He looked down at Z, as well, though he wasn’t nearly as impressed as the others.) (…Airon’s not the one who needs to keep up, Sabure.)
After waiting patiently for roughly a minute, Airon returned his sword to his sheath and removed his overcoat once again before pulling out two black gloves, which he stretched over his hands before undoing the forehead protector around his waist. Making sure his long hair didn’t get in his way, he tied around his forehead, much to the surprise of his rival standing overhead.
Manako: (You’re doing that for someone other than me…I’m insulted, Airon.)
Airon: (He smirked in amusement as he began cracking his knuckles.) (Hmhmhm…just a precaution is all.) Alright, fine! I’ll just come to you!
He instantly disappeared almost immediately after making this statement, prompting Z’s eyes to expand along with those of everyone else in the stadium unfamiliar with his abilities.
Sabure: He just…vanished.
Ryūza: Yeah…I was impressed by Chan and Z’s speed, but…that’s almost hard to believe.
Inase: (She smiled in amusement at this from a short distance away.) (And there’s more where that came from, Ryūza. …There’s not a person alive with a greater base speed than Airon…)
After spinning around in search of his opponent’s new location, Z finally had the sense to look upwards, leaping back just in time as Airon’s fist connected with the ground, forming a small crater that spread out roughly ten feet in every direction.
Z: Holy shit!!
Inase: (…or strength, for that matter.)
He gave Z little time to rest, charging him again almost immediately, dodging every swipe of his sword with ease while Z narrowly avoided his fists. This clash played out much in the same way their previous one did, and although Airon was no longer using his sword, his impressive strength proved a good enough substitute to keep Z ever wary of his attacks, something the Kage commented on from overhead.
Kurotsuchi: Wow, he’s quite strong for such a young age, isn’t he? …Hmhmhm, he might even give you a run for your money some day, Ryoku.
Ryoku: (He glanced down at her as a small smile protruded out from the corner of his bristling moustache.) I almost feel betrayed to hear you say that, Lord Tsuchikage.
Konohamaru: This match has certainly become more one-sided than it was a moment ago, though. …He’s not even using his sword anymore and he still has Z taking the defensive stance.
Chōjūrō: It certainly is. …I’m quickly becoming worried for your student, Lord Raikage.
Darui barely heard this, far too focused on the fight below to pay much attention to the dialogue happening around them. With his momentum slowly building once again, Z finally found an opening as Airon lunged forward, narrowing missing Z’s left cheek. As he brought his sword down on him, though, Airon’s superior reflexes allowed him to unsheathe his own and bring it up in time to hold him back. They stood there for a few seconds longer, their blades producing sparks with every slight shift in motion, until Airon shot him a quick grin and removed his hand, leaving his sword there to continue pushing against Z’s – courtesy of his impressive chakra control – as he dealt a swift blow to his chest and then a strong heel kick that sent him crashing into the wall several yards away, blood spilling from his mouth as his back made contact.
Tomoi: Z!!!
Darui: (No…not yet. Come on, Z.)
Reaching out and retrieving his sword, Airon slowly walked up to him to ensure he was unconscious, smiling when he lifted his head. He took a moment to fix his shades and grab the side of his chest before speaking.
Z: Nnnnggghh…not cool, dog.
Airon: (Grinning at this, he hovered the tip of his blade over Z’s shoulder.) Well, not illegal, either…so do you forfeit now or what?
Z didn’t respond for a few moment, instead glancing downwards slightly as he began fiddling around with the hand clenching his chest. Airon noticed this right away, but he chose to wait until Z revealed the smoke bomb he was reaching for – holding it gently between two fingers – and casually dropped it before reaching in and swiping it out of the air, keeping his sword held in position with his chakra control once again.
Airon: Heh, nice try-
Immediately after his hand clasped around it, the bomb exploded, prompting Airon to step back and begin coughing profusely as the immediate area became shrouded in purple smoke.
Kei: Whoa, where’d they go?
Minto: What just happened?
Inase: …Airon dragged the match out too long.
Once he stopped coughing, Airon started feeling around for the wall, determining his location and retrieving his sword from there. As soon as he grabbed it, though, he was launched from the cloud by a strong kick to the chest, though he quickly regained his composure and peered back into it, waiting for Z to emerge.
Airon: (The bomb was touch-sensitive. That’s why he was holding it so delicately. …Dang it.)
The smoke cleared after several seconds, but once it was gone, Z was nowhere to be found, much to his surprise and that of several others present in the stadium.
Irezumi: Where is Z?
Minto: He just up and vanished.
Hitomi: (His Byakugan active, he looked over in shock at the other two genin in the balcony who possessed special eyes.) Inase, Manako…you saw it, too, correct?
Both of them simply nodded in response, their own eyes widened to varying degrees, while Kei and a few others look back-and-forth between them in confusion.
Kei: Saw what? Did he teleport or something?
Inase: (She merely gazed over at him before shifting her eyes back towards the arena floor.) (You might wanna watch this one unfold on its own, Kei…trust me.)
Down below, Airon had returned to his feet and was now backed against the wall of the stadium with his sword in hand and his arm extended outward, his eyes shifting in every direction in search of his opponent.
Airon: (That’s some pretty impressive speed…the Eight Gates, perhaps? No, probably not…well, whatever it is, I’ll find out before long.)
He waited a few seconds for something to happen, when suddenly a sharp pain began coursing through his arm, looking down to find a shallow cut running across his forearm.
Airon: (What the…)
He paid little mind to it after the initial shock and continued looking around as he moved away from the wall, though his peers in the stands were much less calm about this sudden injury.
Kei: No way…AIRON, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING!!? HE’S GONNA CHOP YOU UP LIKE SUSHI IF YOU DON’T GET YOUR CRAP TOGETHER!!!
Inase: (Her eyes were widened in shock, having never thought the match would come to this.) (First, Manako gets an injury, now Airon…come on, you can turn this around, big brother.)
Nakama: (She held her hands up to her mouth as Airon received a second cut on his shoulder, nearly on the verge of crying out to him, as well.) (Airon…please win…)
Manako: (His reaction was in stark contrast to Nakama’s own, frowning down at his rival in both frustration and disappointment.) (You got overconfident, Airon…you’d better not lose because of this.)
Airon frowned up at him, as well, equally irritated by his current predicament, when he suddenly received a third cut on his leg. Up above the stands, Darui was now smiling in confidence once again, a sense of relief present in his expression.
Darui: (He did it…this match is over now.)
Naruto: (He had returned to the edge of the balcony by this point, gripping the railing ever harder with each new cut his grandson received.) (Come on, Airon. You can find a way outta this…you always do.)
Airon suddenly received a fourth cut across his chest as he moved to return his sword to its sheath, prompting him to drop to one knee.
Airon: (Okay, that one was a little too deep for comfort. …I’ve gotta drop his speed back down and fast.)
Forming a few hand signs, he slammed his palm against the ground, erecting four perfectly cylindrical pillars in a square formation around him, much to the wonder of the Kage watching overhead.
Kurotsuchi: That’s some pretty impressive use of Earth Release.
Konohamaru: (He merely smirked in amusement, having seen more impressive feats from him in the past.) Hmhm, makes one curious what other talents in ninjutsu he has to show.
Airon received another cut across his back upon standing back up, though he paid it no mind and instead lifted his arm, causing his sleeve to fall slightly to reveal a strap around his right wrist, attached to which was a small transparent container filled with string with a small metal ball at its end. He took the ball into his mouth and proceeded to pull on it, bringing roughly three feet of string with it, while those in the stands looked on in confusion.
Gaara: Is that…string?
Naruto: Hehehehe, it certainly is…one of his favorite methods of showing off his chakra control.
Kurotsuchi: With just string?
Naruto: Just give him a sec. He’ll show you.
Taking the tip of the string between his fingers and twirling it for a few seconds, he quickly tossed it, bringing even more string out as it suddenly began coiling multiple times around each pillar, forming a large web-like defense once it finally stopped moving.
Kurotsuchi: So he channeled his chakra through it, just like he does with his sword. …That is very impressive.
Naruto: Hmhmhm, see? What’d I tell ya?
Darui: (He continued to watch as Airon produced four clones and arranged them on every side of him with their swords out and ready, leaning back in his chair once he realized his plan.) I grasp the concept of his strategy now…though I think the chances of it working as expected are dull at the most.
Naruto: (He was too absorbed in Airon’s actions to respond now, peering over the railing to get as close a look as he could manage.) (We’ll see, Darui…we’ll see.)
The real Airon standing between the clones also pulled out his sword, kneeling down and holding it upwards as he began looking around, his clones doing the same. He remained like this for over a minute as the audience watched in silence, expecting Z to suddenly appear at any given moment.
Kei: Do you think he’ll take the bait-
Inase: Ssshh.
Airon: (One of his clones glanced up at them and smiled.) (He’ll take the bait, little brother…he’ll take it.)
Just seconds later, much of the wall of string to Airon’s back fell flat, something he picked up on without hesitation.
Airon: (Gotcha.)
The clone separating them vanished, as did the others when Airon and Z’s swords collided, both of them coated in lightning-enhanced chakra. Initially shocked by what he saw, Airon formed another smirk after a brief hesitation.
Airon: That certainly explains a few things.
Stopped in his tracks and once again visible, Z stood there pushing his sword against Airon’s, covered from head to toe in a blue aura that many initially confused for chakra, though its distinctive pattern and the sounds it gave off eventually clued them in that this was something else entirely. Having not seen this technique in nearly four decades, the other four Kage quickly turned their heads towards the boy’s sensei.
Chōjūrō: Lord Raikage, you didn’t teach him…
Recalling his two most recent predecessors, Darui smiled in response to the shock of his peers, while Naruto began laughing nostalgically once again.
Naruto: Hehehe, I’ll be damned…it’s been a long time since I’ve seen that in action.
This is Z’s trump card – Lightning Release Armor!!!
The End
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Chapter 061: Fast as Lightning
The match continued with no apparent progress on Z’s front, even his attempt to pour more chakra into the speed of his movements failing miserably as Airon copied the tactic with his superior chakra control. The first time that Airon prolonged the match by allowing Z to continue was hardly the last, and it wasn’t long before his boredom became visible to those watching from overhead, something the latter’s sensei noticed, as well.
Darui: …He’s completely overwhelmed.
Naruto: (He smiled at this, though it was obvious the match had begun to bore him, as well.) Told ya. No one stands a chance against Airon in a swordfight.
In the stands below, Z’s teammates continued to give their support in hopes that it would spur him on, Tomoi being the more vocal of the two – and more audible.
Tomoi: COME ON, Z!!! YOU GOTTA TURN THIS AROUND!!!
Inase: (Hearing her all the way from the balcony, she merely smiled at the notion as she stood there with her arms crossed.) (If only that were possible. Airon’s sword skills have no rival and neither does his stamina. The only reason Manako is able to hold his own against him is because of his superior reflexes. …I hope you have more to offer him than just swordplay, Z, cause you’ll never defeat him that way.)
Z realized this all too well, and after what had been the sixth time Airon had him cornered and pulled back, he finally grew tired of it and unleashed his true speed, if only to retreat back a great distance to regain his composure.
Airon: Aw, that’s no fun! Don’t leave me!
Z: (He stared at him with gritted teeth as he drew in heavy breaths.) (Damn it. This guy’s just too good. I’m running on fumes right now. …I was hoping I’d be able to save my trump card for a later match.)
Up above, several members of the audience stared in awe at the great distance Z managed to cross in what seemed like a fraction of a second, leaving even some of their fellow finalists impressed.
Kei: Holy crap, he’s fast!
Kūrogane: No kidding…it was almost as if he used a Body Flicker technique.
Sabure: I sure hope your friend can keep up with him after seeing that.
Manako: (He looked down at Z, as well, though he wasn’t nearly as impressed as the others.) (…Airon’s not the one who needs to keep up, Sabure.)
After waiting patiently for roughly a minute, Airon returned his sword to his sheath and removed his overcoat once again before pulling out two black gloves, which he stretched over his hands before undoing the forehead protector around his waist. Making sure his long hair didn’t get in his way, he tied around his forehead, much to the surprise of his rival standing overhead.
Manako: (You’re doing that for someone other than me…I’m insulted, Airon.)
Airon: (He smirked in amusement as he began cracking his knuckles.) (Hmhmhm…just a precaution is all.) Alright, fine! I’ll just come to you!
He instantly disappeared almost immediately after making this statement, prompting Z’s eyes to expand along with those of everyone else in the stadium unfamiliar with his abilities.
Sabure: He just…vanished.
Ryūza: Yeah…I was impressed by Chan and Z’s speed, but…that’s almost hard to believe.
Inase: (She smiled in amusement at this from a short distance away.) (And there’s more where that came from, Ryūza. …There’s not a person alive with a greater base speed than Airon…)
After spinning around in search of his opponent’s new location, Z finally had the sense to look upwards, leaping back just in time as Airon’s fist connected with the ground, forming a small crater that spread out roughly ten feet in every direction.
Z: Holy shit!!
Inase: (…or strength, for that matter.)
He gave Z little time to rest, charging him again almost immediately, dodging every swipe of his sword with ease while Z narrowly avoided his fists. This clash played out much in the same way their previous one did, and although Airon was no longer using his sword, his impressive strength proved a good enough substitute to keep Z ever wary of his attacks, something the Kage commented on from overhead.
Kurotsuchi: Wow, he’s quite strong for such a young age, isn’t he? …Hmhmhm, he might even give you a run for your money some day, Ryoku.
Ryoku: (He glanced down at her as a small smile protruded out from the corner of his bristling moustache.) I almost feel betrayed to hear you say that, Lord Tsuchikage.
Konohamaru: This match has certainly become more one-sided than it was a moment ago, though. …He’s not even using his sword anymore and he still has Z taking the defensive stance.
Chōjūrō: It certainly is. …I’m quickly becoming worried for your student, Lord Raikage.
Darui barely heard this, far too focused on the fight below to pay much attention to the dialogue happening around them. With his momentum slowly building once again, Z finally found an opening as Airon lunged forward, narrowing missing Z’s left cheek. As he brought his sword down on him, though, Airon’s superior reflexes allowed him to unsheathe his own and bring it up in time to hold him back. They stood there for a few seconds longer, their blades producing sparks with every slight shift in motion, until Airon shot him a quick grin and removed his hand, leaving his sword there to continue pushing against Z’s – courtesy of his impressive chakra control – as he dealt a swift blow to his chest and then a strong heel kick that sent him crashing into the wall several yards away, blood spilling from his mouth as his back made contact.
Tomoi: Z!!!
Darui: (No…not yet. Come on, Z.)
Reaching out and retrieving his sword, Airon slowly walked up to him to ensure he was unconscious, smiling when he lifted his head. He took a moment to fix his shades and grab the side of his chest before speaking.
Z: Nnnnggghh…not cool, dog.
Airon: (Grinning at this, he hovered the tip of his blade over Z’s shoulder.) Well, not illegal, either…so do you forfeit now or what?
Z didn’t respond for a few moment, instead glancing downwards slightly as he began fiddling around with the hand clenching his chest. Airon noticed this right away, but he chose to wait until Z revealed the smoke bomb he was reaching for – holding it gently between two fingers – and casually dropped it before reaching in and swiping it out of the air, keeping his sword held in position with his chakra control once again.
Airon: Heh, nice try-
Immediately after his hand clasped around it, the bomb exploded, prompting Airon to step back and begin coughing profusely as the immediate area became shrouded in purple smoke.
Kei: Whoa, where’d they go?
Minto: What just happened?
Inase: …Airon dragged the match out too long.
Once he stopped coughing, Airon started feeling around for the wall, determining his location and retrieving his sword from there. As soon as he grabbed it, though, he was launched from the cloud by a strong kick to the chest, though he quickly regained his composure and peered back into it, waiting for Z to emerge.
Airon: (The bomb was touch-sensitive. That’s why he was holding it so delicately. …Dang it.)
The smoke cleared after several seconds, but once it was gone, Z was nowhere to be found, much to his surprise and that of several others present in the stadium.
Irezumi: Where is Z?
Minto: He just up and vanished.
Hitomi: (His Byakugan active, he looked over in shock at the other two genin in the balcony who possessed special eyes.) Inase, Manako…you saw it, too, correct?
Both of them simply nodded in response, their own eyes widened to varying degrees, while Kei and a few others look back-and-forth between them in confusion.
Kei: Saw what? Did he teleport or something?
Inase: (She merely gazed over at him before shifting her eyes back towards the arena floor.) (You might wanna watch this one unfold on its own, Kei…trust me.)
Down below, Airon had returned to his feet and was now backed against the wall of the stadium with his sword in hand and his arm extended outward, his eyes shifting in every direction in search of his opponent.
Airon: (That’s some pretty impressive speed…the Eight Gates, perhaps? No, probably not…well, whatever it is, I’ll find out before long.)
He waited a few seconds for something to happen, when suddenly a sharp pain began coursing through his arm, looking down to find a shallow cut running across his forearm.
Airon: (What the…)
He paid little mind to it after the initial shock and continued looking around as he moved away from the wall, though his peers in the stands were much less calm about this sudden injury.
Kei: No way…AIRON, WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING!!? HE’S GONNA CHOP YOU UP LIKE SUSHI IF YOU DON’T GET YOUR CRAP TOGETHER!!!
Inase: (Her eyes were widened in shock, having never thought the match would come to this.) (First, Manako gets an injury, now Airon…come on, you can turn this around, big brother.)
Nakama: (She held her hands up to her mouth as Airon received a second cut on his shoulder, nearly on the verge of crying out to him, as well.) (Airon…please win…)
Manako: (His reaction was in stark contrast to Nakama’s own, frowning down at his rival in both frustration and disappointment.) (You got overconfident, Airon…you’d better not lose because of this.)
Airon frowned up at him, as well, equally irritated by his current predicament, when he suddenly received a third cut on his leg. Up above the stands, Darui was now smiling in confidence once again, a sense of relief present in his expression.
Darui: (He did it…this match is over now.)
Naruto: (He had returned to the edge of the balcony by this point, gripping the railing ever harder with each new cut his grandson received.) (Come on, Airon. You can find a way outta this…you always do.)
Airon suddenly received a fourth cut across his chest as he moved to return his sword to its sheath, prompting him to drop to one knee.
Airon: (Okay, that one was a little too deep for comfort. …I’ve gotta drop his speed back down and fast.)
Forming a few hand signs, he slammed his palm against the ground, erecting four perfectly cylindrical pillars in a square formation around him, much to the wonder of the Kage watching overhead.
Kurotsuchi: That’s some pretty impressive use of Earth Release.
Konohamaru: (He merely smirked in amusement, having seen more impressive feats from him in the past.) Hmhm, makes one curious what other talents in ninjutsu he has to show.
Airon received another cut across his back upon standing back up, though he paid it no mind and instead lifted his arm, causing his sleeve to fall slightly to reveal a strap around his right wrist, attached to which was a small transparent container filled with string with a small metal ball at its end. He took the ball into his mouth and proceeded to pull on it, bringing roughly three feet of string with it, while those in the stands looked on in confusion.
Gaara: Is that…string?
Naruto: Hehehehe, it certainly is…one of his favorite methods of showing off his chakra control.
Kurotsuchi: With just string?
Naruto: Just give him a sec. He’ll show you.
Taking the tip of the string between his fingers and twirling it for a few seconds, he quickly tossed it, bringing even more string out as it suddenly began coiling multiple times around each pillar, forming a large web-like defense once it finally stopped moving.
Kurotsuchi: So he channeled his chakra through it, just like he does with his sword. …That is very impressive.
Naruto: Hmhmhm, see? What’d I tell ya?
Darui: (He continued to watch as Airon produced four clones and arranged them on every side of him with their swords out and ready, leaning back in his chair once he realized his plan.) I grasp the concept of his strategy now…though I think the chances of it working as expected are dull at the most.
Naruto: (He was too absorbed in Airon’s actions to respond now, peering over the railing to get as close a look as he could manage.) (We’ll see, Darui…we’ll see.)
The real Airon standing between the clones also pulled out his sword, kneeling down and holding it upwards as he began looking around, his clones doing the same. He remained like this for over a minute as the audience watched in silence, expecting Z to suddenly appear at any given moment.
Kei: Do you think he’ll take the bait-
Inase: Ssshh.
Airon: (One of his clones glanced up at them and smiled.) (He’ll take the bait, little brother…he’ll take it.)
Just seconds later, much of the wall of string to Airon’s back fell flat, something he picked up on without hesitation.
Airon: (Gotcha.)
The clone separating them vanished, as did the others when Airon and Z’s swords collided, both of them coated in lightning-enhanced chakra. Initially shocked by what he saw, Airon formed another smirk after a brief hesitation.
Airon: That certainly explains a few things.
Stopped in his tracks and once again visible, Z stood there pushing his sword against Airon’s, covered from head to toe in a blue aura that many initially confused for chakra, though its distinctive pattern and the sounds it gave off eventually clued them in that this was something else entirely. Having not seen this technique in nearly four decades, the other four Kage quickly turned their heads towards the boy’s sensei.
Chōjūrō: Lord Raikage, you didn’t teach him…
Recalling his two most recent predecessors, Darui smiled in response to the shock of his peers, while Naruto began laughing nostalgically once again.
Naruto: Hehehe, I’ll be damned…it’s been a long time since I’ve seen that in action.
This is Z’s trump card – Lightning Release Armor!!!
The End
