Yellow Flash Naruto Novels & Stories

Stars danced behind my eyes, as my vision began flickering erratically like dying lightbulbs. I thrashed violently trying to break free from his hold. How could a mere human compete with a god? Tara whimpered loudly. She had also been caught up in the hold. My vision blurred as black spots crept into the corners of my eyes. Everything slowly began to fade away, Like I was slipping underwater. Then came a silver flash like lightning tearing through a storm. The pressure on my throat vanished, and I dropped to the ground, coughing violently, air burning my lungs.

As the yellow mist swept toward them, the visibility was so poor that it had reached a point where they couldn’t see their fingers clearly. “What’s going on?” Everyone was taken aback. There were figures that could vaguely be seen in the yellow mist. An extremely dangerous aura assaulted them at the next moment. “Dark Shura!” Tyr noticed Dark Shura dash at him from afar at lightning speed. The zombie’s eyes were bloodshot as he waved his fist, which contained a powerful and domineering force, and blasted at Tyr. Tyr subconsciously raised his fist and fought back. With a muffled boom, Dark Shura took a hit by Tyr and flew out and disappeared into the yellow mist.

The purplish black cord twirled around my right arm whilst the yellowish gold cord formed a spiral, settling on my left bicep. A sudden warmth came over me. The moment I opened my eyes all I saw was white. My eyes didn't take to long to adjust to its new setting as I noticed that a harsh golden glow exude from me and the an explosion of a mixture of purple and yellow lit up the sky as I plummeted to the ground.

Suddenly from the bloody punch, the punch wrapped inside flew back, not pointing, stabbing the Ghost Scene Female General's palm. This attack is delicate and subtle, and all directions are magical, even if it is under the attack of Asura God, they will instantly win back the immortality. But at this moment, Ghost Scene Female General's two pupils suddenly emerged a deep purple light. The fluorescent purple irises are gentle, the spirit is illusory, the light image has not yet arrived, it is illusory into hundreds of billion shades. In the middle, Haunt Uncle only felt depressed spirit, chaotic mind, almost indistinguishable from six senses.

Unbeknownst to her, she was partially activating the Kosoku Zanzo Jutsu, the Rapid Image Technique. White Slayers had the ability to move so fast that it would appear as though there were many discrete copies of them, even as those were being left behind by the actual person. The effect was similar to the optical illusion created with a flickery light source. If you move your hand back and forth rapidly, it would appear as though it was leaving a trail of images behind. Aki had been training very hard to perfect the technique but she never could. Today was her lucky day. Apparently, she could perform many surprising feats given the proper motivation.