RNP Chapter 225 Unwilling
Chapter 225 Unwilling
Thinking of this, Deidara reacted immediately, quickly maneuvering the giant dragon to ascend sharply.
The clay dragon flapped its huge wings, creating a gust of wind, and flew higher into the sky, making full use of its aerial advantage.
As the dragon ascended, it gradually moved away from Boruto's view. Eventually, the dragon reached a height that was difficult for ordinary people to reach, overlooking the battlefield below.
Deidara was confident that at this height, Boruto would have little chance of posing a threat to him, and he could easily launch an attack and seize the initiative in the battle.
Just then, Boruto, standing atop the treetop, flipped his wrist, and several sharp shuriken instantly appeared in his palm.
Boruto channeled his wind-style chakra into the shuriken in his hand. As the chakra was injected, the shuriken were instantly enveloped by a powerful airflow that swirled around the blades, emitting a low hum.
Next, Boruto threw the enhanced shuriken at the high altitude where Deidara was. With a flick of his wrist, several shuriken flew out like arrows.
Deidara, standing atop the clay dragon head, was initially full of confidence, believing that Boruto's shuriken could not possibly be thrown so high into the air and thus pose no threat to him.
However, at the moment he let his guard down, a strange tremor suddenly ran through his heart, and this intuition made him subconsciously take a step back.
Almost simultaneously, a shuriken accompanied by a wind blade flew past Deidara's nose, its powerful wind blade almost grazing his skin.
The shuriken pierced the clay dragon's jaw with precision. The powerful impact caused the dragon's head to tilt back slightly, and Deidara could clearly feel the stinging pain of the shuriken's force brushing against his cheek.
Deidara was still reeling from the astonishing power emanating from the wind shuriken that had just brushed past his face; his forehead was already covered in fine beads of sweat.
Cold sweat slid down his cheeks, making his heart race as if it were about to leap out of his chest, and his breathing became rapid.
Deidara felt a chill run down his spine as he recalled the scene. If he hadn't instinctively retreated, he would probably be dead from Boruto's attack by now. The intensity of this battle far exceeded his expectations.
Immediately afterwards, Boruto's remaining Wind Release shuriken pierced through the clay dragon's head one after another.
Each shuriken carried powerful wind-style chakra, striking the clay dragon's head. The powerful vortex tore several large holes in the dragon's head, scattering clay fragments everywhere.
After this fierce attack, Deidara hadn't even had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw through the hole beneath his feet that Boruto had disappeared. This discovery made his heart sink, and he cried out in alarm.
Where did that guy go?!
Deidara looked around frantically, anxiously searching for Boruto's whereabouts. He had to find Boruto's location as soon as possible, otherwise he would be in a very passive situation.
Seeing this, Tobi, who was below, quickly cupped his hands into a megaphone and shouted to Deidara in the air, "Behind you! Deidara-senpai! That guy is behind you!" Tobi's voice echoed in the empty forest and clearly reached Deidara's ears.
Behind me!?
Upon hearing Fei's reminder, Deidara felt a chill run down his spine. A cold sensation shot straight to the top of his head, causing his body to tense up instantly, his hair to stand on end, and every nerve to be on high alert.
Deidara glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye and saw Boruto standing directly behind him, his sword poised to strike, its tip gleaming coldly.
Deidara's pupils suddenly contracted as he stared at Boruto, who was standing inches away. He was shocked: Oh no! Judging from the current situation, he had no way to avoid this attack!
Using the Flying Thunder God Technique markings engraved on the shuriken, Boruto silently moved behind Deidara. He noticed Deidara's gaze, smiled in response, and then slashed his sword at Deidara.
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On the ground, Afei looked up and saw a deafening explosion suddenly coming from the head of the giant dragon in the air. Immediately afterward, the shockwave of the explosion spread rapidly, and powerful energy fluctuations swept around.
Driven by the shockwave, the entire clay dragon began to burst apart segment by segment from head to tail, with clay fragments flying everywhere and a strong smell of gunpowder filling the air. A small storm was raging in the sky.
Huge fragments scattered like a meteor shower, and intense flames shot into the sky, the dazzling light instantly dyeing the clouds on the horizon red, making the entire sky look like a burning sea of fire.
Witnessing this scene, Afei collapsed to the ground in despair. He stretched out a hand, waving it towards the massive mushroom cloud on the horizon, and cried out, "Senior!"
Then, Tobi wiped away non-existent tears with his Akatsuki robe, muttering to himself, "Although Deidara-senpai was a strict senior, he was also a very good one."
With a slight sob in his voice, Afei continued to murmur, "I never imagined that Senior would perish together with that guy. I will absolutely... absolutely never forget Senior Deidara..."
Just then, two figures suddenly leaped out of the huge mushroom cloud. Amidst the smoke and fire of the explosion, two blurry figures quickly appeared and flew off in different directions.
Deidara, riding atop an escape bird, looked down at Tobi on the ground with a hint of impatience on his face. He yelled, "You're so annoying with your incessant chatter! I told you to shut up, Tobi!"
When Afei heard Deidara's voice, he paused for a moment, then scratched the back of his head: "Huh? He's... still alive."
Boruto gazed at Deidara, who was injured in the explosion, and slowly said, "Your ability to adapt to changing circumstances is truly impressive. Knowing that you couldn't dodge my attack in that situation, you detonated the clay dragon's head first."
"Moreover, the detonation distance was just right. Using the blast wave as leverage to force one's body to shift direction—that's a really good idea."
At this moment, Deidara's Akatsuki robe was tattered and torn after the fierce battle. The robe was covered with tears and burn marks, and wisps of smoke were rising from the edges, making him look extremely disheveled.
The old wound on his arm, which Gaara had broken, began to reopen, and blood kept oozing from the break.
The pain from the wound made Deidara frown slightly, but he still endured the discomfort. Fragments of his Akatsuki robe fluttered in the wind, and blood dripped down his arm, leaving red spots on the ground.
Deidara gritted his teeth and tried to remain calm; he knew this was not the time to show weakness.
Upon hearing Boruto's words, Deidara gave a self-deprecating smile and replied, "If I didn't have some skills, I probably would have been caught by the old man years ago, hmm!"
Immediately, Deidara bit his lower lip so hard that blood spilled from it, but he didn't even notice. He was filled with resentment and shock, unable to believe that he would suffer repeated setbacks at Boruto's hands.
He never imagined he would be so humiliated by a young ninja; he hadn't experienced this kind of defeat since Itachi.
Deidara recalled his battle with Itachi, a time when he felt powerless. But now, facing Boruto, that feeling returned, leaving him utterly defeated.
Deidara thought bitterly, "This guy... what a joke! My ability is perfect, it's art that's second to none. I'm far superior, there's no way I could lose."
With extreme resentment, Deidara stared intently at Boruto in front of him, hardened his heart, and once again put his hand into the bag at his waist.
However, this time he did not use the "mouth" in his palm to swallow the special clay, but instead took it out.
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