Naruto: I, Uchiha, Just Want to Die

Chapter 106: Battling Against Fate! Death Match to the End!

The two figures in the arena charged at each other in an instant.

Hozuki Mangetsu dashed across the water, dragging his massive blade behind him. His right hand lifted.

"Water Release: Water Gun Volley!"

Six water bullets, as fast and penetrating as real bullets, locked onto Uchiha Ci, sealing off his escape routes.

Ci twisted his body, leaping high into the air, wielding his Flaming Blade to counter with a devastating downward slash aimed directly at Mangetsu's head.

Yet Ci didn't even attempt to dodge.

The six water bullets zipped past him, narrowly missing their mark.

In mid-air, he twisted his waist, adjusting his stance to meet Mangetsu's falling strike. With a sudden upward slash, he aimed his flaming blade at Mangetsu's face.

Two blades collided—one slashing downward, the other rising upward!

Both aimed directly at their opponent's head, each move screaming a desire for a life-or-death duel!

This was no longer a battle of swordsmanship alone.

This was a contest between Mangetsu's secret hydration technique and Ci's near-immortality!

"Come on!" Ci's eyes gleamed with madness as he ignored the massive blade descending to split his skull in two.

With a roar, he swung his Flaming Blade, its fiery glow erupting!

"Let's see who dies first—me or you!"

The heat from the blade ignited a fierce blaze, and even before making contact, the searing temperature caused white steam to rise from Mangetsu's hydrated body.

Remarkably, the flame-infused blade was capable of overcoming the elemental advantage of Water Release, directly harming Mangetsu despite his transformed state!

Mangetsu's pupils shrank in shock. Abandoning his plan to cleave Ci in half, he withdrew his blade to block.

At that moment, Ci twisted the hilt of his blade. The Flaming Blade, capable of shape transformation, extended explosively, the fiery tip surging forward.

Boom!

The extended red-hot blade struck Mangetsu's sword, shattering into flames that engulfed him entirely.

The impact hurled Mangetsu through the air, skipping across the water like a stone before finally halting.

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Mangetsu struggled to rise from the water, leaning heavily on his sword. His face showed genuine fear.

The water on his body churned as it extinguished the lingering flames, revealing burn marks across his skin.

For the first time, Mangetsu found himself cornered by such a terrifying opponent.

Ci showed no fear of death, each move designed for a fatal exchange—and executed with insidious precision.

You thought he was going for an upward slash, but mid-motion, he changed trajectory, converting the strike into a projectile.

Mangetsu felt as if he had seen a ghost. Since when could swordsmanship include long-range attacks?

If not for his quick reaction, using his sword to block the fiery projectile, his heart would have been pierced and incinerated.

Had he been wielding a lesser weapon like the Lightning Sword or a standard katana, he wouldn't have stood a chance.

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Ci sheathed his blade, leaving behind a trail of dazzling sparks.

Despite his elaborate traps and calculated moves, he had failed to kill Mangetsu.

How delightful!

This was the genius of the Hidden Mist!

However, Ci had exhausted all his trump cards, while Mangetsu's true capabilities remained a mystery.

Now, he was all-in—his only path forward was a final, desperate gamble.

Would Mangetsu be able to break his combat system and deliver the death Ci so desperately sought?

"Hidden Mist prodigy, can you defeat me?"

Ci's gaze bore into Mangetsu with a glimmer of hope.

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It was unbearably difficult for him to die.

No one below Kage level could kill him.

And it was clear—once he returned to the Uchiha clan and was rigorously trained by the shameless old man, Uchiha Setsuna, his skills in ninjutsu, genjutsu, and kenjutsu would grow exponentially.

At that point, reaching Kage level would be inevitable—and he'd become even harder to kill.

But Ci didn't want to stay in this world. In his own reality, he had a life, a dream, and family waiting for him.

He was dragged into this world against his will.

When given a choice, he had refused. But the heavens didn't relent, bombarding him with endless accidents—falling billboards, collapsing ceilings, bridge disasters, bank robberies, fires, and explosions.

Each time, a message would flash before him:

[Your resilience meets the recruitment standards of Heavenly Dao Corporation. Would you like to become a Chosen One?]

For three days, he resisted, battling this sinister "employer."

In the end, a runaway dump truck sealed his fate, sending him here.

The only consolation was the "500 million insurance" carrot dangled before him, keeping him from giving up entirely.

But even without the money, his desire to return home burned fiercely.

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Many would call Ci unambitious—after all, this world offered endless power, immortality, and the chance to rule.

But none of that mattered to him.

What he wanted was battle.

What he craved was the thrill of combat.

When the Heavenly Dao forcibly brought him here, it became his enemy.

From that moment, his purpose in this world shifted.

The insurance money? Sure, that was nice.

But the true prize was fighting the Heavenly Dao's manipulation and reclaiming his freedom.

He wouldn't save this world—why should he?

If needed, he'd break it instead!

This was the meaning behind Ci's relentless struggle: to fight for his right to defy fate.

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With an insane grin, blood pumping through his veins, Ci relished every moment of battle.

He locked eyes with Mangetsu, raised his blade, and roared:

"Hozuki Mangetsu! Hidden Mist prodigy!"

"Is this all you've got?"

"What are you afraid of? What are you hesitating for?"

Ci crouched, his crimson Sharingan blazing with madness.

"Come at me!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Grant me the death I seek! Fight me with everything you've got!"

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Ci exploded forward, skimming across the water like a fiery arrow.

His Flaming Blade ignited, growing into a ten-meter flaming sword even more imposing than Mangetsu's eight-meter blade.

Leaping high, he spun mid-air, bringing the massive flaming sword down with a devastating strike.

The intense heat evaporated the surrounding water, shrouding the battlefield in mist.

Emerging from the mist, the blazing sword descended upon Mangetsu like a divine weapon of legend.

Mangetsu looked up, trembling as the fiery blade bore down on him, its sheer magnitude overwhelming.

Fury overtook him as he gritted his teeth and roared:

"Are you kidding me?!"

Chakra surged violently through Mangetsu, flowing into his blade.

Hiramekarei: Release!

The weapon flared, forming an enormous ten-meter blue chakra blade, matching Ci's fiery sword.

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In the next moment, red and blue collided—a clash of titanic swords like something out of myth.