Naruto: The Ridiculously Talented Uzumaki

Chapter 287: You Better Not Underestimate My Intelligence Network!

"Interesting..."

Obito’s figure shifted slightly, leaping lightly onto a higher tree canopy, perfectly hiding himself within the shadows of the leaves and the darkness of the night.

He suppressed all his leaking Chakra, like a patient hunter, quietly waiting for his prey to enter the ambush zone.

The Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, plus a woman who suddenly appeared and was suspected to be an Uchiha... truly interesting.

"It seems... I’ll have to get a bit serious."

Obito no longer acted overconfident.

Facing a Sixth Hokage who could harness the power of the Nine-Tails and had a forceful style, along with an Uchiha who might possess an unknown Dōjutsu, ordinary probing would likely yield no results or even lead to being suppressed. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

With a thought, the pupil power in his right eye circulated slightly, and a swirling distortion of space quietly appeared beside him.

In the next moment, a gourd-shaped war fan was taken out from the Kamui Dimension and held steadily in his hand.

The Uchiha Flame Fan!

A Divine Artifact once used by Uchiha Madara, legend has it that it was crafted from a part of the God Tree.

Taking it out now, Obito clearly no longer intended to rely solely on the mobility of Kamui to maneuver, but instead planned to use the characteristics of this weapon for more oppressive attacks or defenses.

After waiting for about eight minutes, a cloud of gold dust approached from the horizon at an astonishing speed.

Now!

A cold light flashed in Obito’s eyes, and his legs kicked off the canopy violently, his body soaring into the sky like an arrow released from a bow.

He gripped the long handle of the Flame Fan with both hands, using no fancy Ninjutsu, just a simple top-down strike, utilizing the momentum of his fall to slash the Flame Fan fiercely toward the speeding golden figure.

This blow was heavy and powerful, intended to break the opponent’s momentum and force them to take it head-on or dodge, thereby creating a subsequent opportunity.

Faced with this sudden attack, Naruto reacted extremely quickly.

He didn’t even stop, acting simultaneously with Uchiha Hikari beside him!

Naruto raised a hand, and a large amount of gold dust shimmering with a dark golden luster emerged out of thin air, instantly condensing into a thick Gold Dust Shield Wall in front.

The Flame Fan struck the Gold Dust Shield Wall heavily.

Chakra collided violently, exploding in a circle of airwaves that blew the trees below swaying.

The Gold Dust Shield Wall vibrated violently, and cracks appeared on the surface, but it ultimately held steady against the heavy blow!

Almost the instant the defense succeeded, Hikari’s crimson Mangekyo Sharingan had already locked onto Obito in mid-air.

"Amaterasu!"

Black, ominous flames ignited out of thin air around Obito.

However, in the next moment, something strange happened.

The raging black flames of Amaterasu actually "passed through" Obito as if penetrating a phantom, failing to touch him at all.

At the same time, Obito’s figure holding the Flame Fan also became blurred and ethereal, as if it were just a refraction of light.

His downward trajectory did not change, but the Flame Fan that had just clashed with the gold dust also became like a phantom, easily "passing through" the gold dust wall.

Obito "landed" on the canopy of another large tree, his figure turning from ethereal to solid as he stood steadily.

The Flame Fan also solidified again, casually rested on his shoulder.

The entire process happened in a flash.

Naruto stood on the Gold Dust Cloud, his hem swaying slightly, looking down from above at the uninvited guest on the tree canopy below.

Uchiha Hikari also withdrew the gold dust and stood vigilantly beside Naruto, her Mangekyo Sharingan tightly locked onto the target.

Black robe, Tiger-skin Mask, Uchiha Flame Fan... and that strange ability to ignore physical attacks just now...

Naruto was already certain in his heart.

"Is it Kamui..."

He murmured to himself, his tone knowing.

To be able to neutralize Amaterasu and physical collisions so effortlessly, there was no other possibility besides the Kamui of Obito’s Mangekyo Sharingan.

Below, Obito, faking Uchiha Madara’s voice, let out a low and slightly hoarse laugh:

"Heh... as expected of the Sixth Hokage, your reaction is not slow. To be able to block my strike, you indeed have some skill."

He deliberately imitated Madara’s slightly weathered and disdainful tone, acting as if he were calm and composed, as if the attack just now was merely a casual "greeting."

Hearing this, a playful and absolutely confident smile curled at the corner of Naruto’s mouth.

He was not moved by the opponent’s "praise," but instead followed the other’s words:

"Of course I have skill."

Naruto’s voice was clear and steady, echoing in the night sky.

"And, my skill isn’t just reflected in combat."

He paused slightly, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through that layer of Tiger-skin Mask and look directly at Obito’s face.

"My information-gathering ability... is also quite good."

Obito’s heart skipped a beat, having a bad premonition.

Then, he heard Naruto, as if reading a resume, say words that almost made his blood freeze:

"Your birthday is February 10th, and you are twenty-seven years old this year.

Blood type O."

"Konoha Ninja registration number: 010886.

The person you love is Rin Nohara."

"Your current goal is to resurrect the Ten-Tails by collecting the Tailed Beasts, launch the ’Eye of the Moon Plan,’ and use Infinite Tsukuyomi to pull everyone into that illusory dream world you consider ’perfect peace.’"

With every sentence Naruto spoke, the expression under Obito’s mask grew more horrified.

Finally, Naruto tilted his head slightly, looking at the seemingly frozen Obito below, and added the fatal blow with a playful tone:

"Am I right..."

"Uchiha Obito."

At this moment, Obito’s right eye snapped wide to its limit! His pupil contracted violently, even trembling slightly due to extreme shock and disbelief!

How did he know?

He even knew his age, identity, and the specific goals of the Eye of the Moon Plan clearly?

The massive impact left Obito’s brain momentarily blank, and his carefully maintained "Uchiha Madara" disguise seemed so pale and laughable under this string of frighteningly precise information bombardment.

His hand holding the Flame Fan couldn’t help but tighten.

Naruto seemed very satisfied with Obito’s reaction; he still maintained that slight smile, his tone relaxed, yet every word was like a blade:

"Although you’re wearing a mask now... I can already imagine how surprised the expression on that face under the mask must be."

He slightly raised his chin, declaring with an unquestionable air:

"However, Obito..."

"You better not underestimate my intelligence network!"

The night wind brushed through the forest, but Obito felt a bone-chilling cold.

The "probing" and "measuring" in his original plan had completely changed flavor.

He was facing not just a powerful opponent, but an enemy who seemed to hold all his cards and had dragged him completely out of the shadows and into the spotlight!

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