Lin Yu strolled through the streets of Konoha. He didn't summon Nagato and the others; more people wouldn't necessarily give him an advantage, and after all, it was just Boro, not Isshiki Otsutsuki. The three Uchiha swordsmen could get some practice.
Lin Yu was currently only considering whether Isshiki Otsutsuki would be foolish enough to complete his reincarnation and beat them all up.
Lin Yu didn't know if his current strength could match Isshiki's. However, most of the powerful ninjutsu he wielded would be countered by Isshiki, be it Karma or Daikokuten.
Whether it was the various nature transformations of the Rasengan or the Five Elements Ninjutsu, they would either be absorbed or infinitely shrunk.
Would Sage Mode work? Could Sage Mode be absorbed?
After pondering for a long time, Lin Yu felt that he couldn't rely on Sage Mode as a trump card. Sage Mode chakra equals self-energy + mental energy + natural energy, not pure natural energy. It would definitely be absorbed.
At best, it would be infinitely shrunk by Daikokuten.
This was truly a troublesome ability.
Lin Yu scratched his head fiercely in the street. Was his only option to unseal the Rinnegan and use Infinite Chibaku Tensei? Infinite Shinra Tensei?
Or unseal the Tenseigan and use Infinite Tenpenchii no Kyūtai?
Ugh... he wondered if the Tenpenchii no Kyūtai formed by fusing Truth-Seeking Orbs would be absorbed. It probably would be.
But the Truth-Seeking Orbs themselves couldn't be absorbed. Lin Yu suddenly thought of something: Susano'o!
Susano'o was entirely condensed from chakra, but why had it never been absorbed?
Materialization!
This opened up a lot of possibilities. Wood Style!
Wood Style could never be absorbed! Nor would it be shrunk by Daikokuten, because Daikokuten only affected inanimate objects. Wood Style, in essence, contained a trace of life, a characteristic that only Lin Yu and Hashirama Senju's Wood Style possessed.
But Wood Style alone wouldn't be enough. If only he could master the final gate of the Eight Gates, the Gate of Death.
Alas, what a pity...
"Teacher Lin Yu, why are you sighing alone? Youth doesn't allow us to be like this!"
Lin Yu raised his eyes and saw Might Guy and Kakashi standing side by side in front of him. Might Guy gave him a thumbs-up, his mouth curved into a smile as bright as the day!
It was a bit blinding... Lin Yu wondered where Guy's innate radiance came from.
"It's Guy and Kakashi. Where are you two heading?"
Kakashi, with his slumping dead fish eyes, said listlessly, "We just finished sparring, and we're going to Ichiraku Ramen to fill our stomachs."
Might Guy clapped Kakashi on the shoulder and said, "Although I lost today's spar, I won't give up, Kakashi!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Whatever you say is right!"
Kakashi was full of dejection. He hadn't been able to immerse himself in reading comic books for a long time!
If this continued, he would surely fall into a deep depression!
Seeing the enviable pair before him, Lin Yu also smiled, "Let's go together. We haven't gathered for a while. You've all grown up!"
Neon lights flickered along the street, and the three of them walked away chatting and laughing.
It was just Boro, there was no point in thinking so much. We'll just fight when the time comes!
If Lin Yu were truly pushed, would he dare to report him to the system and arrange for Isshiki Otsutsuki and Momoshiki Otsutsuki to get together!
The scene of Momoshiki Otsutsuki princess-carrying Isshiki must be spectacular, right?!
...
Night fell. After years of recuperation, the Land of Rice had gradually regained some of its prosperity. It wasn't exactly bustling with traffic, but it was a mixed bag, with people from all walks of life.
A middle-aged man with a rough face, wearing a hood, was squatting in a corner, smoking. His dark face was full of dejection and indecision. He didn't even notice when the burning ember touched his hand.
"Jiba, what are you thinking about, old man? The boss will be here soon, why do you look like you're at a funeral?"
Baji, who was keeping watch on a tree branch nearby, threw a twig at Jiba, reminding him to mind his appearance!
They were people of status!
"Alas, I don't know if I'll make it to tomorrow."
Jiba sighed again, pinched out the cigarette butt, and discarded it in the corner. He counted about seven or eight cigarette butts.
"I say, kid, why are you so lacking in confidence? You know the boss's strength, don't you?"
"Precisely because I know it, that's why I... Alas!"
Jiba took out another cigarette from his pocket and lit it, hoping the nicotine would numb his nerves and stop him from overthinking.
The moon hung high in the sky, round as a grindstone. A dark figure descended from the sky. The flame-like pattern was clearly visible under the moonlight.
*Clink!*
"The boss is here!"
Bo Gang, who had been silent, immediately jumped out and knelt on one knee, his demeanor respectful!
Sycophant!
Jiba and Baji glanced disdainfully at Bo Gang, then respectfully said, "Boss!"
Itachi was on this trip representing the Immortal Organization, so he was wearing a flame black robe and a flame mask.
These three must be the ones sent to meet him. However, Itachi felt something was off, though he didn't know why.
"Where is the target?" Itachi did not change his voice this time. The people arranged by Teacher Lin Yu should not reveal his identity.
Jiba and the others were puzzled by the boss's voice sounding more than ten years younger than last time, but the clothes and mask wouldn't lie to them.
"The person the boss asked us to find will appear here tomorrow."
Jiba hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I can sense that the opponent is powerful. Please be careful, boss."
Itachi asked, "How do you know?"
"A look!"
Jiba's face was somewhat pale as he said, "I feel like with just one look, I would die!"
"What nonsense are you spouting, old Jiba! How can a look kill someone?"
Baji reached out and tugged Jiba's clothes, signaling him not to scare himself.
Jiba ignored Baji's tugging and continued, "What I said is true. I hope the boss is fully prepared!"
Itachi nodded, said no more, and walked towards the nearest inn. He still had to wait for reinforcements.
"Baji, don't you think the boss is different from before?"
After Itachi left, old Jiba muttered softly.
"How is that possible! I say, old Jiba, have you really lost your nerve? Baji looked at Jiba with disdain. To be scared by a mere look, how cowardly!"
"Is it not..."
Jiba recalled Itachi's appearance and felt that something was missing compared to before.
"His height and voice have changed," Bo Gang said in a muffled voice.
"And he talks less, and his tone has changed."
"Exactly! It's the tone that's wrong!" Jiba finally figured out what was wrong. The boss used to be very talkative, so why had he changed so much now?
More importantly, his eyes seemed not to recognize them.
Bo Gang added, "However, there's one point that refutes the above inference: the Sharingan!"
"That's right! The boss's Sharingan is undeniable! Old Jiba, stop fantasizing!" Baji patted Jiba's shoulder and yawned as he walked towards the inn.
Bo Gang followed closely behind. He didn't have many thoughts; whether it was him or not, he couldn't afford to offend him anyway.
"Is it really him..." Jiba was still somewhat doubtful, but he also knew his place. Did it matter if it was him or not?
Neither of them was someone they three could afford to offend.