Naruto Dream Fulfillment Master!

Chapter 362 Naruto: I won't learn, I'm afraid I'll kill Sasuke.

Mianma held a purple sphere quietly in his palm, emanating a chilling aura of destruction.

The air itself seemed to tremble slightly under this aura.

Naruto stared intently at the purple sphere in Menma's palm, his throat dry, and he unconsciously swallowed, asking, "This...this technique...is it powerful?"

Seeing Naruto's eyes glued to the strange power in his hand, completely captivated, Menma finally felt his pent-up frustration and competitive spirit greatly satisfied.

He slightly raised his chin, feigning casualness but unable to hide his smugness.

"That's definitely very big..."

As Mianma spoke softly, the large spiral wheel in his palm continued to rotate slowly.

He deliberately slowed down the rotation of the chakra sphere, making the collapsing dark star inside and the shimmering chakra halo around it look even more unpredictable.

"How...how big is it?" Naruto couldn't help but ask, his body unconsciously leaning forward a few more inches.

His breathing quickened, as if afraid of missing a detail. For him, who desperately craved the power to bring Sasuke back, such a powerful ninjutsu was irresistibly attractive.

"Very good." Menma smiled to himself. Just as he expected, Naruto's interest had been piqued.

He could almost see that the silly boy who originally worshipped the Naruto in his dream was gradually turning his gaze to him, and being completely subdued by his more powerful and bizarre technique.

Hmph, what Flying Thunder God?

What does it matter in the face of such power?

Mianma smiled slightly and slowly announced the name of the palm technique: "Spiral Wheel of Deception".

After giving his name, he deliberately paused, not immediately explaining the power, but instead observing Naruto's increasingly eager expression with great interest.

Under the sunlight, Naruto's pupils reflected the purple light, his eyes unblinking as he eagerly awaited the answer.

Only after confirming that Naruto's attention was firmly fixed on him did Menma chuckle with satisfaction and slowly say, "As for its power... Hmph, the complete Great Rasengan is enough to—raze the entire Hidden Leaf Village to the ground."

"Raze... raze the entire Hidden Leaf Village to the ground?!" Naruto gasped sharply, repeating the words in disbelief.

He looked down again, as if in disbelief, at the small purple sphere in his palm.

To raze Konoha to the ground... that was the village where he was born, grew up, and desperately protected, a place filled with countless companions and memories.

Could such a seemingly insignificant little ball really destroy an entire home?!

Not only Naruto reacted this way, but Sakura and Karin, who had been eavesdropping nearby, also trembled at the same time upon hearing this, and huddled together in fear.

"Ugh...it's so...terrifying!" Karin's voice trembled as she gripped Sakura's arm tightly, her face deathly pale. "He...he's a terrorist!"

"Y-yes!" Sakura was equally terrified, clinging to Karin and nodding repeatedly in agreement. "What kind of normal person would use the destruction of a village to illustrate the power of a Tolerance Jutsu?!"

Naruto's shock at the sight of the mahjong tiles and the reactions of the two girls were all on display, and his sense of satisfaction and superiority reached its peak.

This is exactly the effect he wanted!

Seeing their shock and fear, he then deeply realized his own strength and uniqueness, and steadily overwhelmed the dream Naruto who could only teach the Flying Thunder God Technique.

At this moment, Menma felt that he had established a more powerful, mysterious, and valuable image in Naruto's mind.

He pressed his advantage, his eyes fixed intently on Naruto, who was still not fully recovered from the shock. He softened his voice and asked in a persuasive manner, "How is it, Naruto?"

He asked enticingly, "Want to learn?"

As Menma spoke, he held the large spiral wheel in his palm forward again. The purple light reflected in his deep black eyes, making him appear even more mysterious and unpredictable in Naruto's eyes.

"I can teach you." Menma slightly curled the corners of his mouth, his voice drifting out softly.

Naruto stared at the ball of power that was enough to destroy Konoha, and stood there stunned for a moment.

Sakura and Karin were on tenterhooks when they saw this.

They knew all too well about Naruto's recent obsession with power.

This guy might act impulsively without considering the consequences! What if he's actually tempted by this terrifying power and agrees to learn from Menma...?

"Naruto! Naruto!" Karin suppressed her fear and called out bravely, trying to warn Naruto not to fall for it. "He...he's not that kind! This technique is too dangerous!"

"Yeah, that's right, Naruto!" Sakura quickly chimed in, "Who knows what terrible consequences learning this kind of technique might have!"

Before the two shouts had even finished, Mianma frowned and glanced at them unhappily.

That gaze instantly made Karin and Sakura gasp for breath, as if their throats were being choked, and their voices stopped abruptly.

They could only stand frozen in place, not daring to breathe.

However, to everyone's surprise, Naruto shook his head.

"No, I don't want to learn."

"Wh...what?!" Menma's confident smile froze on his face, and his eyes flashed with undisguised astonishment.

He even wondered if he had misheard. How could Naruto, who was so eager to become stronger, refuse to learn such a powerful technique?

"Why...why?" he couldn't help but ask, full of confusion. "Isn't the power of this technique...enough?!"

In his view, pursuing greater power is a matter of course.

With greater power, one can accomplish more, protect those one wants to protect, and achieve one's goals.

What's wrong with that?

Menma couldn't understand Naruto's refusal.

"I really want to become stronger right now," Naruto didn't deny.

He took a deep breath, his eyes filled with unwavering determination.

"But I want to become stronger for a very important goal—to bring Sasuke back to Konoha!"

"Sasuke?" Menma was taken aback upon hearing this.

"Yes! Sasuke has already left Konoha." Naruto nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with determination. "I'm going to become strong enough to defeat him and bring him back! That's our promise; whoever wins gets to decide!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly realize something, and glanced with lingering fear at the terrifying sphere that was still slowly rotating in his numb palm. He couldn't help but shrink back and lower his voice.

"But... the power of your technique is a bit too great."

Naruto scratched his head in frustration and muttered under his breath, "I... I feel like I'm going to just knock Sasuke out of the water..."

Mianma was completely stunned.

Naruto's meaning couldn't be clearer: this technique is too powerful, too strong to be used against opponents he cares about.

For a moment, Menma didn't even know how to react.

Because he was afraid of killing his opponent, he refused to learn a powerful technique?

That reason is just too outrageous!

However, Naruto's next words caused Menma to tremble slightly.

Naruto smiled sheepishly.

"So, I think I'll pass on this technique. At least I don't want to learn it right now. What I need is the power to defeat Sasuke, not the power to destroy him."

"Bring Sasuke back to Konoha..." Menma repeatedly pondered this sentence, a series of thoughts flashing through his mind. "So, this world was chosen by Sasuke to defect?"

This discovery stirred up an extremely subtle feeling in Menma's heart.

It turns out he wasn't the only one who had considered leaving.

Naruto's reason for refusing to learn powerful ninjutsu is so childish, even somewhat ridiculous.

However, for some reason, Menma sensed a heavy weight in this seemingly ridiculous reason.

It is dedication to companions, adherence to promises, and a foolish insistence on achieving goals through methods one deems acceptable, even at the cost of shortcuts.

This kind of foolishness is something Menma has never possessed, and perhaps will never truly understand.

Mianma remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a soft sigh.

With a slight thought, the terrifying spiral wheel in his palm silently dissipated.

The suffocating pressure that had been hanging over them vanished instantly.

Menma's gaze toward Naruto became even more complex and unpredictable than before.

As soon as the giant spiral wheel dissipated, the heavy atmosphere seemed to ease considerably.

Naruto then came to his senses, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and moved even closer, a slightly naive and curious smile returning to his face.

He scratched his head and asked without any hesitation, "So... is there anything else you can do?"

At this moment, Naruto seemed completely unaware of the blow his earlier refusal had dealt to the other party.

He simply thought that "the other self" must have many amazing skills, and he couldn't miss the opportunity to broaden his horizons.

Upon hearing this, Mianma was slightly taken aback.

To be honest, the ninjutsu he mastered wasn't as varied as that of traditional ninjas; his strength relied more on a few core abilities.

However, at this moment, in front of Naruto, he was unwilling to show the slightest fear.

"I don't know many things," Menma said calmly, yet with an air of confidence, "but... it's enough for me."

"Nine-Faced Suvaha, a spirit summoning technique, is comprehensive in function, combining offense and defense. Each summoned spirit beast has its own unique ability. Usually, when encountering trouble, they can basically solve it."

Menma appeared very proud when talking about his psychic abilities.

"If the Nine-Faced Suvaha can't solve this..." He paused, his eyes flashing slightly, and said with a half-smile, "Then let's use the Great Spiral Wheel again."

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Naruto.

Sure enough, Naruto shrank back upon hearing this, his face showing an embarrassed expression of polite refusal.

The slight annoyance in Mianma's heart resurfaced. He snorted and continued, "If that still doesn't work..."

He lowered his voice.

"I can also summon the Nine-Tails."

The power of the tailed beasts, as the ultimate weapon of the Jinchūriki, is also a last resort when all else fails.

At this point, Menma's tone lacked pride; instead, it was tinged with an almost imperceptible heaviness and detachment.

He doesn't seem to like relying on this power, but he will never hesitate to do so when necessary.

However, after saying the words, Menma himself fell silent for a moment.

He couldn't help but recall the dazzling golden Nine-Tails Chakra Mode that Naruto had unleashed not long ago.

That stable, peaceful state, perfectly integrated with the power of the tailed beast, was completely different from the scarlet chakra he remembered, which was full of violence and hatred and had to be forcibly suppressed to be used.

"Maybe his method of controlling tailed beasts... is even more advanced than mine?" As this thought crossed his mind, Menma felt an indescribable sense of frustration creeping over him.

"This is really difficult," Menma thought to himself with a bitter smile.

It seems he has very little left to offer...

Spiral Wheel Yu has already been rejected. The opponent has a summoning beast from Mount Myōboku, so they might not care too much about Nine-Tailed Fox. If we use the power of the Nine-Tailed Fox, the opponent probably has even more sophisticated methods...

Mianma frowned, diligently searching for all the unique secret techniques he possessed.

A few seconds later, a spell name popped into his mind.

It was an extremely special and practical technique, but also one full of taboo connotations.

Mianma's expression became somewhat complicated.

He was certain that, given Naruto's personality, he would never accept that technique.

But right now, in order to prove himself in front of Naruto, he doesn't seem to have a better choice.

"I have another secret technique..." Menma finally spoke, his voice lower than before, even carrying a hesitation that he himself did not realize.

"They're also very impressive," he added, but his tone lacked confidence.

"Huh? What kind of secret technique is it?" Naruto's curiosity was piqued, and his eyes lit up as he asked expectantly.

Menma looked into Naruto's unguarded eyes, and the last bit of hesitation in his heart was finally suppressed.

He slowly explained the effect of this technique: "It can extract the bloodline limit of others."

"I can use the extracted bloodline limit power for my own purposes and gain corresponding abilities..." Menma paused slightly here, then added, "It can also be used to create special summoning beasts."

"Wow! That sounds amazing!" Naruto blinked, looking amazed, seemingly not yet fully understanding what this technique meant.

It can use other people's bloodline limits and even use them as summoning beasts?!

Mianma nodded, emphasizing, "Yes, a very practical secret technique."

He then revealed the terrifying cost of this technique: "However... after the bloodline limit is extracted, that person will die."

As soon as the words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Sakura and Karin both gasped, their bodies tensing up again as they had just relaxed slightly.

Their eyes widened in disbelief.

"That's...that's terrifying..."

"Menma is terrifying... Why... why can he so calmly describe such a horrifying technique?!"

This goes beyond the scope of ordinary ninjutsu.

The unwavering calmness with which Menma narrated was more chilling than any ferocious expression.

"Yes, that's right!" Sakura felt a chill run down her spine, and her voice went off-key.

Naruto froze on the spot.

The curiosity and amazement that had been on his face vanished instantly, replaced by an undisguised resistance and stiffness.

"Huh...?" Naruto opened his mouth, staring blankly at Menma as if he hadn't heard clearly or couldn't understand.

A few seconds later, as if finally grasping the meaning of those words, he abruptly took a step back, shook his head vigorously, and shouted, "I don't want to learn that kind of technique!"

Naruto's voice suddenly rose, and he said sternly, "And you'd better not use Menma anymore! No, you shouldn't use him at all!"

"That kind of thing...that kind of thing..." He was so anxious that he was speechless for a moment, and just stared at Mianma with anger and disappointment.

In Naruto's mind, harming the innocent and taking away others' lives and talents to strengthen himself had long crossed his bottom line.

Menma looked at Naruto's intense reaction without showing any surprise, as if he had expected it.

He simply shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Alright then."

Sure enough.

He was filled with unease.

The techniques he unleashed one after another were increasingly powerful, yet each one deviated further and further from Naruto's ninja way.

Their drastically different ninja ways formed an invisible chasm between them.

Silence filled the space between the two.

Menma clearly felt that the distance between himself and Naruto, which had just been narrowed slightly by their honesty, had been invisibly pushed further apart by the appearance of these terrifying ninjutsu.

After a long while, Mianma finally let out a soft sigh.

That sigh contained complex emotions that were difficult to express.

"Next time..." Menma suddenly spoke up, breaking the deadlock.

He raised his head and looked directly at Naruto. His dark eyes had regained their composure, but they still revealed a stubbornness just like Naruto's.

"Next time we meet, I'll definitely teach you a technique that will satisfy you!"

He clearly did not give up on proving himself; instead, he saw this setback as a new motivation.

After saying that, Menma sighed again: "This time... I'll give you this first."

He felt somewhat helpless.

He reached into his wide sleeve and took out a rather large scroll.

The scroll was dark brown all over, with strange patterns painted on the edges, emitting a faint glow and exuding a mysterious aura.

With a flick of his wrist, Mianma unfurled the scroll completely.

"Come on," Menma said to Naruto, pointing to a blank area at the end of the scroll. "Write your name here."