Konoha's Mission Master

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Chapter 474 Arena Twelfth Floor

The arena, beneath the starry sky.

Yakumo's figure appeared out of thin air and had a brief conversation with Uchiha Juntama's soul clone, including confessing that he had seen Uchiha Juntama after he had awakened. To this, Uchiha Juntama's soul clone remained very calm.

This undoubtedly confirmed Yakumo's inner suspicions.

The two stood still in the arena, looking at each other.

Yakumo actually had some doubts about Uchiha Juntama's fighting style, as he never used swordsmanship... but fought with an extremely domineering fist technique.

He trusted unparalleled strength more than exquisite skills.

"Come on, let's fight!"

"...Uchiha Runyu said."

"Wait a moment."

Yakumo reached out his hand, temporarily halting the fight between the two.

"What's wrong?" Uchiha Runyu asked curiously.

But he also stopped the ever-compressing force of his fist and dissipated his intention to fight.

The pressure in the void slowly began to contract and disappear, and the feeling of being as heavy as a mountain was gradually replaced.

Yakumo descended from the sky, and Uchiha Junyu in the arena transformed back into that gentle and refined young man, with a calm and serene smile on his face.

“You are not Uchiha Runyu.” Yakumo said very directly.

What are you saying?

"Whether it's your fighting style or your way of communicating with others, there are some differences between you and Uchiha Juntama, but you are trying your best to imitate Uchiha Juntama, like a perfect imitator."

'Uchiha Runyu' paused for a moment in response to Yakumo's words, and then asked.

"Then how did you guess that I wasn't Uchiha Runtama? After all, I've disguised myself to a near-perfect degree."

In a daze, it was as if a curtain of water was slowly dissipating.

'Uchiha Runyu's' appearance began to distort and deform. His height, which was originally close to 1.8 meters, slowly increased, and his right-angled shoulders gradually became broad, exuding a sense of heaviness like a mountain.

The temperature in the entire arena rose at an extremely rapid pace, as if the person in front of him had transformed into the sun. Golden patterns extended from his arms toward his chest, forming an incomprehensible and mysterious totem.

"Because the truth cannot be made false, and the false cannot become the truth."

"Ok."

The burly man, over three meters tall, looked down at Yakumo with a simple, honest smile on his face. His square face gave people a sense of security, and the shadow of his body completely covered Yakumo's size.

Yet his aura was both ferocious and savage, reminiscent of the brown bear, a apex predator in the forest, and also of the heavy earth.

"Who exactly are you?" Yakumo asked.

"Just an unknown person."

The so-called nameless man revealed a relieved smile, emanating an incomparably terrifying pressure. Yakumo felt as if he had been lifted up by a mountain, and his speed was completely suppressed by the other party.

"Soul Imprisonment!"

Time stands still!

Yakumo immediately unleashed his two trump cards, rapidly merging the energy within his body.

"Breaking Army Mode!"

"Fairy Mode!"

At this moment, he pushed his strength to its absolute peak.

The nameless man threw a punch, and Yakumo immediately used spatial teleportation to appear a hundred meters away.

He also discovered that the closer he got to the enemy, the more terrifying the pressure they exerted became; conversely, things were much better when he was far away, even giving Yakumo a chance to catch his breath.

"Star Origin Body - Simple Punch".

Yakumo immediately felt an overwhelming pressure, like a raging torrent, as if a dazzling star was slowly radiating light, and the high temperature filled the entire arena.

The so-called nameless man no longer concealed his fighting style; his unparalleled domineering will filled the entire arena.

This is his truest form, the master of high temperatures and the earth, representing an earth-shattering power.

The environment is constantly distorted, and the high temperature scorches everything, as if you are in a pressure cooker.

At that moment, Yakumo finally understood the meaning of protection.

In the face of such a powerful attack, perhaps only by protecting can we become the reef against the tide, and only in this way can we protect our companions as much as possible.

Yakumo slowly teleported to the ground of the arena, knowing that the enemy's attacks could not be dodged and that only by demonstrating defense could he resist them.

"bring it on."

He slowly gripped his weapon, his eyes shifting from excitement to calm.

"What an annoying look."

The enormous figure appeared in front of Yakumo in an instant, and the terrifying pressure instantly shattered the time-freezing and soul-binding domains, while his speed seemed to be unaffected.

Yakumo felt a deadly pressure, which he had been building up to unleash.

6 + -

The Demon-Subduing Blade was slowly lifted upwards, and golden energy was slowly poured in. Countless golden phantoms seemed to appear behind him, eventually merging into the three-finger-wide blade. The golden light all over Yakumo's body became stronger.

As the blade slowly rose, golden phantoms continuously formed and merged into Yakumo's body, accelerating the merging of more and more golden phantoms, making the blade even more dazzling, as if the power of everyone was slowly building a golden barrier.

"To protect?"

The nameless man spoke softly, clearly recognizing the supreme swordsmanship inherited from Uchiha Runtak, and the smile on his face slowly faded.

Golden threads spread outwards from the blade, taking shape in mid-air. These golden threads gradually converged into a grid, and the overlapping grids formed a golden wall that looked incredibly hard, as if it could easily block the blade.

Yakumo immediately gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands and slowly pushed the barrier upwards, as if a strongman was trying to lift the weight of heaven and earth. With each upward movement of the blade, the golden barrier solidified a little more.

But the golden fist rapidly enlarged in Yakumo's eyes.

boom--

The golden fist collided with the equally golden barrier, and the nameless man continued to thrust his fist forward, his expression remaining unchanged.

The collision of the two produced a sound that made your teeth ache.

Golden fragments separated from the barrier, dissipating into streams of light in the air. However, more golden phantoms appeared out of thin air, joining the process of strengthening the golden barrier.

Yakumo kept retreating, and the golden barrier was also pushed back. He was pushed back nearly a hundred meters. Cracks gradually appeared on the golden barrier, but it was still not broken.

A joyful smile appeared on Yakumo's face, not because he had blocked the enemy's attack, but because he sensed the presence of his comrades in those golden phantoms, which made his defense nearly invincible.

Boom boom boom—

The nameless man launched dozens of attacks but still couldn't break through Yakumo's defenses, so he finally gave up.

"You currently meet the requirements."

After he finished speaking, his body gradually turned into golden light spots and began to disappear.

The condition for clearing this level is very simple... that is, Yakumo must not be killed in one punch...

Two pure white spheres of energy floated silently.

"Who is he?" Yakumo asked.

[A powerful figure who once followed Lord Runyu, but constantly attempted to challenge him, ultimately dying in the Second Battle of the Void Realm.]

"So...he's already dead?"

No, the Overlord cannot be killed; he merely awaits his return.

"I see..."

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PS: There are still about 40,000 words left to finish the book.

Chapter 475 The Grand Finale (Part 1)

Inside the arena, Yakumo gazed at the two pure white orbs of light.

The twelfth floor is the final floor of the arena.

In other words... Yakumo can no longer obtain any rewards from the arena... this path has come to an end.

A few years ago, the system stopped issuing tasks, and the ultimate trial task was also cleared by Yakumo. There were no tasks to be performed on the entire game panel.

The role of the game system seems to have reached its end.

Pure white light spots danced around Yakumo, conveying joy.

[Congratulations to the player for obtaining exclusive weapon enhancement privileges.]

Following his inner guidance, Yakumo placed the enhancement authority on Aoyama Reiko's Void Emperor Ring, and then... only the last trace of pure white remained.

[Note: Congratulations on obtaining a complete Heart of Hope. Due to the shared nature of the team mode, the remaining members will automatically receive a Heart of Hope. Please note that the Heart of Hope has an energy limit and can only protect the player for a maximum of 100 days.]

The pure white light merged into Yakumo's chest, but it failed to cause any ripples. Yakumo still could not sense the presence of the power of hope, as if the so-called power of hope... did not exist at all.

The power of hope can only protect Yakumo for one hundred days. In other words, the time required to clear the final dungeon must be limited to less than one hundred days.

[Note: The Arena feature will be permanently disabled.]

A relieved smile appeared on Yakumo's face.

Everything in the world has an end someday.

Perhaps it's just a matter of sooner or later.

He watched as the entire arena began to wither, turning into pure white specks of light that gradually dissipated. The feeling was more like sand flowing into nothingness without causing a ripple.

Memories of the arena surfaced in Yakumo's mind.