Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master!

Chapter 382 Naruto in a Dream: I surrender, Menma, you win.

in the audience.

"Oh?" Jiraiya raised his eyebrows, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He stared at the orange-red eyeshadow and the iconic golden horizontal pupils that suddenly appeared on Naruto's face in the dream on the screen, and was amazed.

"Has he really mastered Sage Mode?"

What alarmed him even more was that the other party could instantly enter Sage Mode, and there was no sign of frogification on his body.

Therefore, it seems that Naruto in his dream world is more proficient in mastering and using Sage Mode than he is in real life.

This represents an extremely high level of control over natural energy.

The speed of Naruto's growth and his talent in this dream are truly astonishing.

"Hmm." Kakashi replied with his arms crossed, "Before activating Sage Mode, he was able to hold his own against Menma using only taijutsu and combat skills, and even held his own for a while. He only started to falter because he was at a disadvantage in chakra. Now that he's activated Sage Mode..."

He paused, then added with a hint of schadenfreude, "Mianma is probably going to suffer."

For some reason, he felt a strange sense of anticipation.

"Is Sage Mode really that strong?" Sakura asked curiously.

She had heard of this saying, but didn't know the specifics.

Karin pushed up her glasses, her eyes filled with doubt.

She had personally experienced Menma's abyss-like chakra, and it was hard to imagine what power could easily reverse such a chakra gap.

"Very strong," Kakashi affirmed succinctly, his gaze never leaving the battle on the screen.

Jiraiya cleared his throat and continued, explaining, "Sage Mode is a special state that involves absorbing natural energy and mixing it with one's own spiritual and physical energy in a specific ratio to form Sage Chakra. Once in this state, a ninja's strength, speed, and sensory abilities will be dramatically enhanced, and they can use Sage Techniques."

He glanced at the dream version of Naruto on the screen, whose aura was completely different, and exclaimed, "Judging from his appearance, his Sage Chakra is perfectly integrated, and his control is extremely strong. He is on a completely different level now compared to the Naruto before."

Sakura and Karin were secretly astonished and exchanged a glance.

A comprehensive leap in strength and speed?

The power of ninjutsu has increased dramatically?

Can it also use special immortal techniques?

For ninjas, what this all-round qualitative change means is all too clear to these top students with rich theoretical knowledge.

However, Sasuke's reaction was the most unusual among everyone.

He had originally been watching the battle with a detached, spectator's mindset, but the moment the words "Sage Mode" were uttered, and especially after hearing Jiraiya's description of its power, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his body involuntarily leaned forward slightly.

Sasuke's mind raced. Wasn't this exactly what Naruto was training at Mount Myōboku?

This is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to observe and learn how to apply Sage Mode in real-world scenarios.

He immediately abandoned his nonchalant attitude and became fully focused, intending to concentrate on seeing clearly what changes the Sage Mode could bring.

This is of crucial reference value for him in dealing with Naruto, who may master Sage Mode in the future.

……

on the screen.

When the aura of Naruto in his dream world, which was different from ordinary chakra, suddenly erupted, the air on the entire battlefield seemed to freeze for a moment.

Orange-red eyeshadow appeared around his eyes, and his golden, frog-like pupils shone brightly in the forest, completely changing his demeanor.

If the Naruto in the previous dream was a calm, deep pool, then he is now a volcano about to erupt, with a terrifying energy hidden beneath a calm exterior.

Faced with this force, Mianma's pupils beneath the mask suddenly contracted, and he instinctively straightened his body.

The initial slight relaxation due to their advantage vanished, replaced by intense vigilance.

This power was unlike anything he had ever seen before.

In his perception, this chakra seemed to blend seamlessly with the surrounding nature, creating an eerie sense of harmony while simultaneously carrying a powerful pressure.

Naruto, who was watching from the sidelines, was also dumbfounded.

He clearly felt the familiar fluctuations of natural energy, and looking at the Sage Mode features appearing on Naruto in his dream, he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

Is it really necessary? This is way too exaggerated! While Menma's sneak attack is certainly despicable, it doesn't warrant using this kind of power!

He was both anxious and alarmed, fearing that the two of them would really start fighting and eventually lose control.

Naruto was about to speak up to stop them, but the dream Naruto in the arena had already launched an attack.

Naruto in his dream slightly tilted his neck, making a soft cracking sound. His golden pupils calmly locked onto Muma, and he uttered a single sentence: "This time, it's my turn."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot!

It didn't truly disappear; rather, it moved at an extreme speed, leaving only a faint afterimage in its place. At the same time, the air was instantly compressed and exploded, creating a sonic boom.

Almost at the same instant, the real Naruto from the dream appeared to Menma's side and behind.

A simple yet lightning-fast side kick struck straight at the numb waist and ribs.

Menma felt a chill run down his spine. He barely managed to catch a glimpse of Naruto's figure in the dream, but his body reacted a beat too late, and he could only block with his arm in haste.

boom!

The fists and feet clashed, producing a dull thud like a heavy hammer striking an anvil.

Mianma felt an overwhelming force surge up his arm, far exceeding the force he had endured during the previous physical combat, causing his entire arm to go numb and his blood to surge.

He was thrown sideways out of control, staggering back several steps before barely regaining his balance, the ground beneath his feet even being plowed into a deep pit.

An overwhelming dominance in both power and speed!

Naruto in his dream world, having activated Sage Mode, experienced a terrifying boost to his physical abilities.

Their movements are as swift as the wind, and their strikes as heavy as a mountain.

What's even more terrifying is that his perception of nature allows him to control the battlefield to an unparalleled degree.

No matter how subtle Mianma's movements were, they could not escape his notice, and he would often anticipate and neutralize them before Mianma could even make a move.

In an instant, Mianma was put at a complete disadvantage.

Taking advantage of the situation, Naruto in his dream world launched a fierce attack, his fists and feet raining down like a storm.

The dough was immediately overwhelmed and struggled to keep up.

Naruto in Dream Mode was already exceptionally skilled in taijutsu, but now, with the aid of Sage Mode, he unleashed it to its fullest potential, striking Menma's weakest points with pinpoint accuracy.

In contrast, Mianma's fighting style leans towards force and ferocity, and he excels at overwhelming his opponents with a barrage of attacks.

But faced with this absolute difference in speed and power, his strength was completely neutralized by his opponent's skill.

He tried his best to dodge and block, but he was always a step too slow, and his figure became more and more disheveled.

Within ten moves, he had taken several solid blows.

Although he was not seriously injured due to his strong physique, the feeling of being completely suppressed and forced to take the beating filled him with both shock and anger.

Finally, in the midst of a high-speed exchange of attacks, Menma's defense revealed a fatal gap.

In his dream, Naruto's eyes flashed with golden light. Seizing the moment when Menma lost his balance after blocking, he suddenly delivered a powerful side kick, lashing Menma's chest like a steel whip.

With a muffled groan, Mianma flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing into two tree trunks as thick as bowls behind him before landing heavily on a thick pile of fallen leaves, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Naruto in his dream slowly retracted his long legs, stood still again, and was surrounded by a faint aura of natural energy.

He slightly raised his chin, his golden pupils silently watching the man struggling to his feet in the distance. His voice was clear and sharp, echoing distinctly through the forest: "Still fighting?"

"If you want to fight again, I'm ready anytime."

The forest was deathly silent, save for the heavy, labored breathing of the man.

Naruto, standing to the side, gaped, muttering in awe, "He's so strong... Menma is no match for him!"

[Ding! Naruto's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +500!]

Mianma clutched his burning chest and staggered to his feet from the pile of fallen leaves.

The whip kick he had just received felt like his internal organs had shifted, and even breathing was accompanied by a sharp pain.

What angered him even more was that the three-eyed fox mask on his face had been knocked off and disappeared during the fierce attack.

At this moment, that young face, almost identical to Naruto's, was finally exposed to the air.

The only difference is his short, jet-black hair and jet-black pupils.

Now, his face is covered in dust, and a trace of blood still lingers at the corner of his mouth.

Coupled with his current expression of clenching his teeth, his original mysterious and sinister aura diminished, replaced by a disheveled and unruly true appearance.

Mianma coughed violently twice, then felt a sweet sensation in his chest.

He reached up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling both shocked and furious.

This damn guy is incredibly strong!

What exactly is this strange power?!

"Menma! Are you alright?!" Naruto, finally snapping out of his shock, rushed to his side, trying to support him, his voice filled with concern and anxiety. "Give up, Menma! Stop fighting, you're no match for him!"

Upon hearing this, Mianma felt a tightness in his chest and almost spat out another mouthful of blood.

surrender?

He stared at Naruto's anxious face, finding it utterly absurd.

Does fortune always turn around?

Just now, he was the one dominating Naruto in his dream world, while Naruto was running around in circles.

Now that the roles are reversed, it's Naruto's turn to worry about his own safety?

Why should I?!

An unnamed fire, mixed with intense humiliation, surged up my face and filled my heart.

He abruptly shook off Naruto's hand that was supporting him, and, enduring the sharp pain in his chest, straightened his back.

His dark eyes flashed with a stubborn and angry light.

"Cough...Shut up!" Menma coughed violently, then roared with red eyes, "I haven't lost yet! How could I possibly lose to a guy like this?!"

He was seething with rage.

He hadn't even unleashed his strongest attack yet; how could he possibly bow down and admit defeat to this eyesore?!

"Get out of the way!" Menma roared, ignoring Naruto and turning all his attention back to the calm and collected Dream Naruto opposite him.

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, palm facing upward.

A chakra imbued with destructive power began to gather wildly in his palm.

The surrounding air seemed to distort and vibrate, emitting a buzzing sound.

Dark purple chakra light, like a living venomous snake, slithered between his fingers, eventually coalescing into a purple chakra sphere the size of a basketball, with nebulae faintly flowing inside.

"The Great Spiral Wheel!"

He roared hoarsely and desperately, his voice hoarse and resolute, gambling with all his pride and strength.

The moment the purple sphere appeared, it seemed to devour some of the surrounding light, and a chilling aura of destruction spread out.

Upon seeing this, Naruto in his dream world narrowed his golden pupils slightly, his gaze fixed firmly on the purple orb of light.

He clearly sensed the terrifying energy contained within, its nature violent and bizarre, completely different from ordinary Rasengan.

Is this his trump card? He's definitely not to be underestimated.

Facing the full force of Ma's attack, Naruto in his dream world showed no fear, only his expression became increasingly solemn.

He slowly raised his right hand, fingers spread, palm facing up, and said in a deep voice, "Still not admitting defeat? Secret technique? I have that too—Sage Art: Spiral Shuriken!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a piercing buzzing sound suddenly rang out!

The wildly spinning wind-style chakra spread out wildly from the center of his palm, stirring up fallen leaves and dust on the ground, forming a small tornado.

A light blue chakra vortex, spinning at high speed with serrated edges, rapidly condensed and took shape in his palm!

The infusion of Sage Chakra amplified the power of this already S-rank dangerous ninjutsu to a whole new level.

Its energy fluctuations and sharp whistling are enough to terrify any opponent.

Menma stared intently at the pale blue windmill in Naruto's palm in the dream, which emanated a terrifying aura and seemed capable of tearing everything apart. His pupils involuntarily contracted, and for the first time, a sense of tension rose in his heart.

Magical arts?

A variant of the Rasengan?

The momentum was terrifyingly powerful?

Anxiety and hesitation crept into her heart, but Menma immediately suppressed them.

"No! My Spiral Wheel is the strongest, I will never be defeated!" Obsession and pride sustained him, and the purple sphere of light in his palm became increasingly intense and concentrated.

He gritted his teeth and poured even more chakra into it.

The purple sphere of light became increasingly solid, and the churning nebula inside grew even more violent.

It looked like the two were about to unleash their ultimate moves and clash head-on.

"Stop it, both of you!!" A hoarse roar, tinged with tears, suddenly broke between the two!

Naruto, seemingly without warning, rushed between the two, spreading his arms to block Menma and Dream Naruto.

"Naruto! Get out of the way!" Menma, enraged at the sight, trembled slightly in the purple orb in his palm and roared at Naruto, "This is between the two of us, it has nothing to do with you!"

On the other side, Naruto in his dream saw Naruto suddenly rush into the battle. Looking at the undisguised worry on his face, Naruto's golden pupils suddenly trembled, and he suddenly became clear-headed.

What am I doing?

Naruto felt a chill run down his spine in the dream.

He was actually swayed by his emotions and even used a technique of this level, just to gamble on a momentary impulse to win or lose?

He turned his head to look at Menma across from him, then looked down at the stubborn blond boy standing between the two of them.

In an instant, a sense of clarity washed over me; this battle was utterly meaningless.

Naruto in his dream gave a bitter smile and slowly shook his head.

He took a deep breath and slowly closed his palm with his five fingers.

The rapidly spinning Celestial Art: Spiral Hand Sword disintegrated like a popped soap bubble with a soft hiss, turning into countless starlight that quickly vanished into thin air.

Only a little dissipated natural energy and a gradually calming airflow remained.

"Menma." Naruto in his dream looked at Menma, who was still tightly gripping the Great Rasengan and looking defiant, and said in a calm and clear voice, "Stop."

Menma was taken aback, not expecting his opponent to suddenly hand over the victory that was already in his grasp.

He immediately let out an angry snort, his dark eyes still gleaming with fighting spirit: "Why should I! We haven't even decided who's truly victorious yet! This move will surely defeat you!"

However, when confronted by Ma's questioning, the dream version of Naruto simply shrugged, looking relaxed, completely different from the imposing Sage Mode expert he had just been.

"Alright, Menma, you win." He said casually. "I really can't beat you. I concede. Let this pointless duel end here."

Mianma froze completely, her eyes wide, unable to believe her ears.

Admit defeat?

Are you just going to admit defeat like that?