Kakashi Masters All Elements, Rewrites the Ninja World for Rin!

"Rin, make sure you protect yourself later."

Kakashi reminded her in a serious tone.

Still uneasy, he created another Shadow Clone and had it guard Rin.

"Don't worry, Fox."

"I'll be fine. Just focus on the fight."

Rin nodded firmly.

In this life-or-death situation, she didn't want to become a burden to Kakashi!

"Haha, I knew it. Rin's the best!"

Kakashi grinned under his mask, then casually shifted the topic.

"Shisui, time to show Kirigakure the cost of poking the Fire Nation."

"It's not often we team up—how about a little contest? Let's see who bags more enemies."

As for these Mist invaders, Kakashi was more than happy to return the favor—with interest.

"Senior Silver Fox, you must be joking. I couldn't possibly compare to you."

"But since you've issued a challenge... I'll give it my all."

Shisui replied humbly as he drew his ninja sword and focused on the battlefield.

Despite acknowledging a gap between their abilities, he still carried the pride of a young Uchiha warrior.

"Hahaha! Well then—game on!"

Swish!

Before Kakashi even moved, Shisui had already flashed in front of a Kaguya clan member.

The blade in his hand shimmered with cold light as it aimed for the neck—swift, clean, deadly.

But—

The edge only carved a shallow cut on the opponent's ghostly white skin!

Before Shisui could react, four grinning Kaguya charged with bone blades, aiming straight for him!

He backstepped just in time, avoiding the strike, then flung eight kunai toward their feet.

Still no good. Their defense was absurd.

This must be the bone armor Kakashi had mentioned. Truly troublesome!

But if the body was hard... what about the eyes?

Thinking fast, Shisui formed a hand seal. Over twenty shuriken spun toward the four Kaguya.

They smirked, not even bothering to dodge.

Bad call.

Shisui launched another eight shuriken. They collided with the first wave midair, rebounding with altered trajectories—each blade curving elegantly toward the enemy's eyes like red spider lily petals.

Thunk!

"AAAAHH!"

"My eyes!!"

Caught off guard, the four Kaguya screamed in agony.

But Shisui wasn't done.

With another swift throw, eight more shuriken embedded deeper into the eye sockets, straight into the brain.

The four collapsed where they stood—lifeless.

Knowing others would be more cautious now, Shisui activated his Three Tomoe Sharingan and formed hand seals with blur-like speed.

Dozens of clones appeared, each mirroring his presence and gentle, almost unnerving smile.

"Now then..."

Shisui drew his blade once more and calmly ran his fingers along its edge.

"Uchiha style—Shisui, ready to instruct."

"Chef's kiss!"

Kakashi, who still hadn't entered the fray, applauded the performance from the sidelines.

Analyze. Exploit. Execute. All in seconds.

Classic battlefield Shunshin Shisui. Stylish and efficient.

And now, with the Sharingan out, the Uchiha name was no longer a secret.

Taketori Haruhisa, meanwhile, was fuming.

Three seconds. Just three seconds—and four of his people were dead.

This Uchiha brat must be the one who killed Mizukage-sama!

Even if he looked young, you couldn't trust appearances anymore.

As for the silver-haired guy in the mask?

Apart from being a little taller and suspiciously photogenic... what threat did he pose?

Thinking that way, Haruhisa gave the order.

Most of the Kaguya rushed Shisui.

Haruhisa led the rest to target Kakashi and Rin.

First, kill the silver-haired guy. Then take the girl.

They didn't even try to hide the plan.

"...Oh. So I'm the easy kill?"

Kakashi chuckled, amused.

Everyone always freaked out over the Uchiha once the Sharingan came out.

Well, if they were handing him an opening...

"By all means, proceed."

"Hundred Healings Mark: Release."

"Magnet Style: Gold Dust!"

Kakashi unsealed the chakra stored in his forehead and slammed his hands into the ground.

Golden sand surged from the earth, spreading like a tidal wave.

"Magnet Style: Gold Dust Funeral!"

The Kaguya charging him suddenly felt the ground give way beneath their feet.

Too late.

The golden sand surged around them, devouring them like a living tide.

Kakashi raised his right hand—and clenched it into a fist.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Crushing force exploded from the golden sand.

When the smoke settled, Kakashi used a Fierce Wind Palm to scatter the dust.

At his feet, the gold sand oozed crimson.

His eye gleamed.

In his past life, the battle between Gaara and Kimimaro had been unforgettable.

Now, he was living it.

And just in case the enemy had one final card to play—

"Magnet Style: Sand Mat!"

He summoned a flying platform of golden sand and lifted Rin into the air.

As for Shisui, he doubted someone nicknamed Shunshin would get tagged by a desperate final move.

Still, he kept watch.

Three minutes passed.

The battlefield was quiet.

"...Huh?"

No bone forest?

No ominous final roar of desperation?

That's it?

The famed Dead Bone Pulse secret technique… just fizzled out?

Seriously?

Chief of the Kaguya clan, and he didn't even go full Dance of the Seedling Fern?

If it were up to Kakashi, he'd have wrapped Kimimaro in a blanket and handed him the clan.

"What a waste."

He had braced for a dramatic finisher.

Instead, the guy just… died.

Kakashi sighed and scratched the back of his head.

"Maybe I'm overthinking things."

For the first time, he truly realized—

He'd gotten stronger.

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