Chapter 152: Ice Moon and Fireball
Feitan tried to open the distance, but he realized that the speed he once prided
himself on was no longer an advantage against Ronin.
He knew Ronin had a "charged" mode where his body crackled with electricity—in
that state, Ronin's speed became truly legendary. But even now, in his base
form, Ronin was keeping up with every frantic movement.
Ronin was indeed using Feitan as a measuring stick. With the Three-Tomoe
Sharingan active, tracking Feitan's speed was easy. He had successfully
suppressed the Spider in close quarters.
But speed wasn't the final test. Ronin wanted to see what happened when the
Spider took damage.
Speed test complete. Let's move on to power.
As he threw his next punch, Ronin didn't aim to bypass Feitan's guard. He aimed
directly at Feitan's raised forearm.
CRACK.
The sound of shattering bone was crisp and unmistakable.
The synergy of the Big Bang Impact and Cherry Blossom Impact remained a
devastating wall of force.
Feitan was sent flying backward by the sheer kinetic energy. Ronin didn't stop.
He took a single step and vanished.
He reappeared directly above the tumbling Feitan.
Feitan, desperately trying to avoid eye contact while in mid-air, saw Ronin's
massive fist descending like a falling moon.
Terrified but driven by battle lust, Feitan made a suicidal gamble. He abandoned
his defense entirely, focusing every drop of his remaining aura into his rapier.
He thrust the blade upward, aiming straight for Ronin's heart.
A trade of lives.
But Ronin wasn't interested in dying. Amenotokotachi triggered instantly.
Feitan's thrusting arm locked in mid-air, and his entire body jerked to a
halt, suspended in the spatial freeze.
The sudden loss of momentum was agonizing, but the real disaster was the
trajectory. Because his arm had been locked, Feitan's blade now pointed
harmlessly at empty air.
Ronin's falling fist, however, was outside the stasis zone. It slammed into
Feitan's chest with calculated brutality.
BOOM!
The impact sounded like a detonating shell. Feitan was driven straight into the
forest floor, creating a deep crater.
Dust and dirt sprayed outward. Ronin landed lightly at the edge of the pit. He
inhaled deeply, his hands weaving a full sequence of seals for the first time in
this fight. He leaned forward and opened his mouth.
Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!
There was no need to restrict the output here. Even with a single-seal trigger,
the sheer volume of Chakra Ronin possessed caused a firestorm that instantly
filled a hundred-meter radius.
But through the Sharingan, Ronin saw a figure shrouded in Nen slowly emerging
from the inferno.
It was Feitan.
That punch didn't cripple him?
Or rather... the damage had triggered his Hatsu: Pain Packer (Unforgiven).
Ronin watched with interest. He wanted to see if this Feitan would manifest the
miniature sun seen in the manga, or if his rage would take a different form.
"!llik uoy lliw I... !enog eb uoY" (You be gone... I will kill!)
The inverted speech had begun.
This was the trigger for the ability: rage, physical trauma, and the recitation
of the inverted chant. These three conditions were Feitan's Restrictions.
In exchange for those harsh conditions, the Vow granted him power that allowed
him to dominate any 1v1 encounter.
"?tahw oS" Ronin retorted, mimicking Feitan's speech pattern.
He wanted the Spider to feel the full weight of the insult.
Feitan's boiling rage acted as a secondary catalyst, boosting the power of the
Vow even further than his physical injuries alone would have.
As Feitan walked out of the fire, he was wearing a suit of Gothic Fire-Resistant
Armor.
It was a Conjured construct, a product of his overflowing aura. The suit was
primarily white, accented with red and black. It encased his entire body,
leaving only his eyes exposed.
A massive, sickeningly green aura radiated from the suit—an aura of pure,
unadulterated malice.
Feitan's narrow eyes were now wide open, burning with a freezing cold hatred.
"!niap leef uoy ekam lliw I, !ti nmaD" (Damn it, I will make you feel pain!)
The words were grated out, but Ronin noticed a subtle shift. The red accents on
Feitan's armor were fading, turning into a chilling, crystalline blue.
A colossal volume of aura gathered in front of Feitan, compressing rapidly into
an orb the size of a chicken egg.
The orb glowed with a blinding, frigid light. It was the result of extreme aura
compression—a Master-level feat.
Without another word, Feitan looked at Ronin with eyes that promised only death.
He launched the orb into the sky.
[Frozen To the Core, The Unforgiven—Sub-Zero Seal: ICE MOON]
BOOM!
The compressed aura orb expanded instantly, transforming into a brilliant,
glowing blue crescent moon high above the forest.
A wave of absolute zero temperature erupted from the moon, spreading through the
air at the speed of sound.
Trees were instantly coated in hoarfrost. The ground grew a layer of jagged ice.
Ronin's breath turned into a thick mist before it even left his lips.
A chill seeped into his bones. His skin began to burn with the onset of extreme
frostbite.
The temperature had dropped to negative fifty degrees in a second, and it was
still falling.
Ronin inhaled a lungful of freezing air. He molded Chakra in his throat while
his hands blurred through 44 Hand Signs. He finished the sequence in under four
seconds.
By the time he was done, red blotches had appeared on his skin—the first stage
of thermal trauma. The next stage would be a deathly pale white, indicating
cellular necrosis and the need for amputation.
But Ronin exhaled a torrent of white-hot Chakra.
Fire Style: Great Fireball Destruction.
This B-Rank Jutsu was typically aimed at the ground, but Ronin aimed it straight
at the Ice Moon.
The fireball streaked upward like a falling star. Even as the Ice Moon radiated
its extreme cold, it couldn't freeze the fire instantly.
The principles were the same: both abilities relied on extreme energy
compression. Feitan's was smaller and more dense, but Ronin's didn't need that
level of refinement to succeed.
When the fireball collided with the Ice Moon, the compressed Chakra within
detonated.
The sky above the forest became a chaotic ceiling of fire and ice. Flaming
petals rained down, melting the frost and raising the ambient temperature back
to a survivable range.
Through the falling embers, Ronin's silhouette blurred. He streaked across the
cratered ground, appearing directly in front of Feitan!
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