Chapter 237 - 235: Bell Snatching Round Two

Chapter 237: Chapter 235: Bell Snatching Round Two

"Let’s go!"

Chakra erupted beneath Naruko’s feet, and she transformed into an orange meteor, lunging straight at Kakashi.

But just as she left the ground by half a foot, a silver-white figure arrived before her—Kakashi hadn’t even formed a seal; relying solely on the Body Flicker Jutsu, his fingertips had already touched the back of Naruko’s collar.

"Still such a hothead, Naruko. I haven’t said’start’ yet."

The familiar teasing voice had barely faded when a clear, melodic flute sound suddenly rang out from the sidelines.

The flute music sounded soft as spring water at first, but upon entering the ears, it suddenly transformed into soul-snaring silk threads. Kano was already sitting on the back of the Shadow Deer, swinging her jade-like feet, the jade flute held horizontally. As she parted her lips, the melody of the Gentle Land of Falling surged across the field like a tide.

"You don’t..."

Obito’s shout of protest stuck in his throat. He knew the power of this flute music too well; every time he had been taken down previously, wasn’t it always by being pinned to the ground and rubbed into the dirt by this damn genjutsu?

But before he could speak, his body stiffened, and his pupils reflected nothing but the gentle illusions conjured by the flute melody.

"Damn it!"

It was rare for Kakashi to curse. He had calculated everything, but he failed to account for the fact that Obito was completely countered by Kano.

This wasn’t a 1v2; it was clearly a 2v2. Not only did he have to deal with two mischievous brats, but he also had to moonlight as Obito’s "human genjutsu-breaker"!

Just as he tapped his toes on the ground, preparing to flicker over and grab him, the Naruko he was holding suddenly let out a sly, mischievous laugh.

"Kakashi-sensei, you’ve fallen for it!"

Before the words had even faded, the "Naruko" he was holding grabbed his wrist with a reverse grip. The moment her knuckles tightened, another identical figure suddenly erupted from behind Kakashi!

"secret Taijutsu technique—One Thousand Years of Death! Gotcha!"

Pfft—!

A solid sensation came through, but Naruko’s smile instantly froze on her face.

Wrong! This didn’t feel like the soft, insubstantial body of a Shadow Clone; it felt hard, like an old piece of wood?

Almost simultaneously, a puff of white smoke rose from where Kakashi had been standing, leaving only a deformed wooden log in his place. He himself had already used the Body Flicker Jutsu to return to Obito’s side, a pair of black earplugs appearing in his hand out of nowhere.

"Swish!"

The earplugs were inserted precisely into his ears, blocking out all the flute music. This was special equipment Kano had prepared specifically for her teammates—after all, her sound-based genjutsu had an indiscriminate range, and the earplugs could perfectly block out all her musical notes.

"Hey, Obito, wake up!"

Kakashi’s palm slapped Obito’s face with moderate force. This time, Obito had only been trapped in the genjutsu for a second or two, his consciousness not yet fully submerged. The moment he was slapped awake, his black eyes snapped open, glaring fiercely at Kano in the center of the field.

"Put these on." Kakashi tossed a pair of earplugs over. "This way, you won’t be able to hear her music."

"You had this good stuff and didn’t bring it out earlier? You small fry, Kakashi!"

Obito snatched the earplugs and stuffed them into his ears roughly, but his complaints didn’t stop.

"I can’t hear what you’re saying." Kakashi pointed to his own ears, then to Obito’s mouth. "We’ll communicate using lip-reading from now on. Coordinate with me, understand?"

"Understand my foot!" Obito practically roared. "You’re wearing a damn mask, how am I supposed to read your lips! Look at me! You small fry, Kakashi!"

Kakashi gave a thumbs-up, his smile hidden behind his mask. "Mm-hmm, sure!"

"You can’t read lips at all, can you! You small fry, Kakashi!"

Obito’s roar shook the leaves of the training ground, causing them to fall in a rustle, but Kakashi paid him no more mind, turning his gaze to the sidelines—Kano was holding her forehead, looking speechless. Naruko was laughing so hard she couldn’t straighten her back, tears almost streaming out.

"So, let’s officially begin."

Kakashi’s voice turned abruptly serious, and a Kunai slid into his palm. "This time is different from the last. You two... go easy on me, otherwise, this teacher won’t be able to save face."

He knew very well that Kano was now the principal of the Ninja Academy; her sound-based genjutsu was played to a pinnacle level, making even Kurenai Yuhi, who specialized in genjutsu, feel inferior. Even without using music, her conventional genjutsu was top-tier. Not to mention her super strength, which could even go toe-to-toe with the fifth hokage.

He and Obito must absolutely not get separated. Once one of them was caught in a genjutsu, the other had to break them out immediately; otherwise, the only fate awaiting them would be being picked off one by one.

"Start!"

The moment Kakashi’s voice fell, two figures simultaneously retreated violently—

Kano retreated because she was the ranged core. Shadow Haku, the only one allowed to be used, had already shot out like an arrow from a string, charging alongside Naruko towards their opponents. She herself sat on the back of the Shadow Deer, and the impassioned melody of the jade flute poured out.

Shadow Haku relied on her superior speed to quickly pursue Kakashi. However, Kano didn’t expect to deal with Kakashi using only Shadow Haku. If it were Shikamaru, though, there might be a possibility; Shikamaru played Shadow Haku incredibly well, unlike Kano, who only knew how to use automatic combat.

Kakashi retreated purely because Obito’s recklessness exceeded his expectations—that guy had transformed into a streak of crimson light and charged out the instant the word "Start" landed. Even without the Sharingan, Obito wouldn’t lose to anyone.

Kakashi had no choice but to engage Shadow Haku first and then go to support Obito later.

"Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu!"

Naruko’s roar collided with Obito’s charge. White smoke exploded, and dozens of Naruko figures rushed out from the smoke, wielding Kunai or throwing punches and kicks, instantly surrounding Obito.

Obito’s Taijutsu was naturally formidable; even without the dynamic vision provided by the Sharingan, he could take out a kid with one strike. With a flick of his wrist, his Kunai traced sharp, cold arcs, and every slash accurately struck the vital points of the Shadow Clones.

But there were simply too many of Naruko’s Shadow Clones. He would cut one down, and two more would rush up, wave after wave, as if they were never-ending.

The spectators peeking from outside the field included not only Jiraiya and Tsunade but also students and teachers from the academy, some villagers who had heard the news, and the puppet Rin Nohara.

Obito, do your best...

In a hidden part of the training ground, the puppet Rin Nohara was clenching her fists, silently cheering for Obito.

She was an existence resurrected by Orochimaru using Edo Tensei combined with puppet jutsu; she had only a soul and no flesh, and her current body was already a cold, puppet shell.

She only wanted to see Obito one more time, to take care of the Obito who had gone mad because of her. For this, she was willing to be a quiet tool under Kano.

Looking at Obito’s current state, her puppet heart seemed to twitch with pain. She wanted to step forward to take care of him, but she was afraid that her appearance would once again disrupt his life.

Kano naturally understood her feelings and respected this gentleness of "the dead not disturbing the living." However, just Rin Nohara’s appearance was enough to soothe Obito, and since the goal of resurrecting her had been achieved, Kano didn’t say anything more.

Kano simply focused on playing the flute, the passion in the melody continuously fueling Shadow Haku and Naruko’s Shadow Clones, making them fight more fiercely the longer they battled!

"Tsk, troublesome guy."

Obito was getting impatient with being entangled by the Shadow Clones. He leaped backward, stomped heavily in mid-air, and his Chakra erupted like a volcano. His hands formed seals rapidly, his fingertips moving so fast they left only afterimages.

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu!"

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