Naruto: The Ridiculously Talented Uzumaki

Chapter 323: Born with Nothing

"Sure, come at me all at once."

Naruto spoke those words in a casual, relaxed tone, almost like he was repeating a recording.

Hearing this, Obito’s expression beneath his mask instantly turned extremely ugly, even flushing slightly.

That sentence he just said... wasn’t it exactly what Obito himself had said to Naruto a few days ago at the border of the Land of Earth, while posing as "Uchiha Madara"?

Now, the roles were completely reversed!

In this Kamui Dimension that was supposed to be his own domain, the opponent had not only intruded but also thrown his own words back at him verbatim!

This blatant mockery and the reversal of their positions of power felt like a stinging slap to Obito’s face, filling him with unprecedented humiliation and rage.

He was starting to see red.

"You bastard!"

Obito growled through gritted teeth.

He didn’t wait any longer for Nagato to fully adjust; his figure turned into a black Wind as he charged at Naruto, clutching his gunbai!

He wanted to wash away this disgrace in the most direct way possible!

Facing Obito’s rage-filled charge, Naruto’s expression remained unchanged, a glint of "as expected" understanding even flashing in his eyes.

He clenched his right hand in the air, and Wood Release Chakra instantly condensed in his palm, forming a long wooden sword in the blink of an eye.

"Clang!"

The wooden sword and the gunbai collided head-on!

A shockwave exploded from the point of impact, making their clothes flutter violently.

The muscles in Obito’s arms bulged as he frantically poured Chakra into the gunbai, trying to suppress Naruto with sheer strength.

Meanwhile, Naruto held the wooden sword with one hand; though he seemed casual, he was as steady as a rock, faintly showing signs of suppressing the gunbai’s radiance.

Uchiha Obito didn’t know the Uchiha Reflection technique used by Uchiha Madara.

Madara was the Clan Chief, but Obito wasn’t.

So, this move hadn’t been passed down to him.

At the very moment they were locked in a struggle, Naruto’s free left hand shot out like a viper’s tongue!

In his palm, a black rod instantly took shape and thrust toward Obito’s abdomen with a sharp whistling sound!

This thrust’s timing, angle, and speed were incredibly tricky, perfectly exploiting the gap when Obito was fully committed to resisting the wooden sword—his old strength exhausted and his new strength yet to be gathered!

At the same time, the mockery Naruto spat out pierced Obito’s ears like ice shards:

"Just you?"

"Your forehand is clumsy, your backhand is weak."

"Your Ninjutsu is mediocre, and your Taijutsu is pathetic."

"Aside from relying on that eye to play hide-and-seek..."

The sarcastic curve of Naruto’s lips widened, his red Rinnegan full of disdain:

"You’re worthless!"

"What makes you think you can fight me?"

The expected sensation of the black rod piercing flesh didn’t come.

At the critical moment just before the black rod touched Obito’s abdomen, his body suddenly became transparent and distorted, like an illusory image!

The black rod passed straight through his body, striking empty air!

Even the wooden sword passed through the gunbai.

Obito had used Kamui.

"Argh!"

A stifled groan of Pain escaped Obito’s lips!

But before Obito could counterattack, blood began to flow from his abdomen.

A second later, Obito’s figure retreated explosively to his previous position, and he clutched his wounded abdomen.

"How is this possible?" Obito’s face beneath the mask twisted in Pain and disbelief.

He didn’t have time to think; relying on his rich combat instincts and will to survive, his body moved like a startled leopard, exploding with maximum speed as he retreated frantically.

He retreated all the way to the edge of the platform where he had initially stood side-by-side with Nagato, putting a safe distance between himself and Naruto once again.

Obito knelt slightly on one knee, one hand tightly clutching the bleeding wound on his abdomen, the intense Pain causing cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

He stared intently at the blonde youth across from him, who still stood with his sword, his lone exposed right eye filled with shock and confusion.

Did this guy leave a Clone outside too?

"This guy..."

Obito gritted his teeth, looking at Naruto, who was waiting leisurely as if giving him time to recover; a sense of unprecedented helplessness and... a hint of fear welled up in his heart.

"I’ve really met my match."

Naruto looked at him with a chuckle.

Wait, is Naruto still being sneaky with the intel about being able to swap eyes freely?

The opponent was a member of the Uchiha Clan.

As everyone knows, the Uchiha Clan represents the ultimate Yin.

Then wouldn’t the opposing Senju and their distant relatives, the Uzumaki, be the ultimate Yang?

"Preta Path!"

A low shout rang out.

After Tobi summoned a White Zetsu Clone, Nagato immediately used the Preta Path’s ability to absorb its Chakra.

With the Chakra replenished, Nagato’s withered body instantly filled out a bit.

After losing the Six Paths of Pain, all of Pain’s abilities had returned to Nagato’s body.

Just now, he had used the Preta Path’s Chakra absorption ability.

"Although the amount of White Zetsu’s Chakra is large, it’s still just a drop in the bucket."

Nagato’s right hand also condensed a black rod.

In his Rinnegan, grief and despair had been replaced by a cold, martyr-like determination.

He stared fixedly at Naruto, his voice hoarse and heavy:

"Uzumaki Naruto..."

"You too... prepare to feel Pain!"

He wanted to make this young man, who had destroyed all his hopes and trampled on his beliefs, taste the same bone-deep agony he had once endured!

However, facing Nagato’s declaration filled with hate and a sense of "judgment," Naruto gave a sneer and shook his head.

In his heterochromatic eyes, there wasn’t the slightest hint of being moved; instead, they revealed a mockery that bordered on pity.

It was time for the most important part for a Ninja: shaking the enemy’s heart. Whether they collapsed or exploded depended entirely on one’s words.

Just kidding—even if they exploded, Naruto wasn’t afraid.

"Strictly speaking..."

Naruto spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying a power that struck straight at the heart. "You haven’t suffered as much as I have."

His gaze swept over Nagato and glanced at Obito, who was clutching his wound with a sinister look. "At least... you felt the care of family, possessed sincere bonds, and experienced the warmth of being cared for and protected."

"I’ve heard about you from Jiraiya, Nagato. Your parents died in the war, but at least you had parents, didn’t you?

Yahiko was your light, a brother-like figure who shielded you and Konan from the wind and rain.

Konan is your comrade, a sister-like figure to you both, who stayed by your side through life and death."

Naruto looked at Obito. "Obito, you had a grandmother who loved you, a teacher who truly looked out for you, and comrades you fought alongside and could trust with your back.

I didn’t even get to eat a meal cooked by my mother until Orochimaru brought her back with Edo Tensei—but you, the one who caused her death, have." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"And what about me?"

Naruto pointed to himself, a self-deprecating smile on his lips. "The first time I met a relative, they appeared in the state of Edo Tensei.

Our first ’reunion’ was on a battlefield in a life-and-death struggle, inside her body while she was forced to be an enemy’s Puppet!"

"You ’lost’ things after having experienced something beautiful, cruelly snatched away by fate, which is why you’re in agony and hate the world."

"But I was born with nothing!"

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