130 Naruto Mobile Game

Looking at the word "Defeat," Kakashi fell silent for a moment, then finally let out a helpless smile.

He'd rushed it after all. The opponent had only a sliver of HP left—one more A and it would've been over. But he hadn't landed a single hit the whole time and instead became nothing more than the background for the other player's flashy control.

His win rate was no longer 100%. Kakashi dropped straight out of the top twenty-something.

Same old rule: on the premise of completing 50 matches, the higher the win rate, the higher the ranking. If the win rate is the same, then the number of matches decides it.

In other words, when looking at match count, win rate comes first. Only when win rates are identical does match count determine the order.

The rules were ruthless—and very realistic.

Kakashi had played over a hundred matches, which was no small number, but with his nerves stretched tight for so long, a single mistake had buried his chance.

If he hadn't continued playing, then relying on his win rate and match count, there was actually a fairly high probability he could've stabilized his ranking.

He didn't queue again, nor did he look at the global chat that was scrolling like crazy. There was no need to look—he already knew what everyone was saying.

He put the phone down, walked to the window, picked up a photo frame, and quietly looked at the four-person group photo inside.

Back then, they were all still young.

Perhaps brimming with ambition, perhaps reckless in their youth—tragedy really does make people grow…

"I'm sorry, Obito, Rin. This time… it seems I can't bring you back," Kakashi apologized in a low voice.

This was a thought he'd had ever since seeing Minato revived, and he'd been preparing for it ever since.

This Unlimited Class Tournament was the closest he'd ever come. Every time he started a match, his heart would race.

It was as if with every win, he got one step closer to those two.

It was an inexplicable feeling.

Back then, when he argued with Obito over whether to rescue Rin after she'd been captured by the enemy, he'd felt this same sense of dread.

But in the end… he'd still messed it up.

Maybe when it came to those two, even Kakashi found it hard to stay calm and was prone to rushing.

Kakashi stared at the photo in a daze, but only for a few minutes. He put the frame down, turned around, picked up his phone, and continued with Unlimited Class matchmaking.

Even if his win rate was no longer 100%, giving up now would be the stupidest thing to do.

The Unlimited Class preliminaries were still ongoing.

Because of Kakashi's example, many players chose to stop in order to preserve their perfect win rates.

After all, only 100% win rate ranked you at the front. Even with 99%, no matter how many matches you played, you'd still be pushed back.

And so, the global chat livened up.

Aside from showing off records and expressing envy toward the pros, it was full of spectators discussing those amazing matches.

[Global Server Channel]

[Senju Hashirama: So strong! Ignoring the Ghost Lantern and forcing the opponent to death purely through control!]

[Orochimaru: Hehehe~ To receive praise from the God of Shinobi, I'll first express my honor on Kabuto's behalf.]

[Hero Jiraiya: First Hokage? Orochimaru? You guys aren't playing Unlimited Class?]

[Senju Hashirama: I played. Lost.]

[Orochimaru: I didn't play. Direct advancement.]

[Hero Jiraiya: ...]

[Uchiha Madara: Hmph, to actually lose even at this. You've really gotten weaker, Hashirama.]

[Senju Tobirama: Don't say that. You coming out to talk like this—are you sure you've already won?]

[Uchiha Madara: ... Want me to represent Konoha? If that's what you're plotting, then you're destined to be disappointed.]

[Senju Tobirama: Heh!]

[Hōzuki Gengetsu: Yo~ Have you all been eliminated? Looks like you're not very good at accepting new things. @Mu]

[Mu: Stop @-ing me!]

[Hōzuki Gengetsu: Bandage man, I've advanced to the main event. What about you? Oh~ look at me, I forgot—how would an old thing like you have the brains to play Ninja Mobile Game properly!]

[Mu: Idiot. If we're eliminated, that means the village's new generation is outstanding. If you can get in, it just means Mist has no successors!]

[Hōzuki Gengetsu: ....]

[Nawaki: Aaaah this is so hard! Grandpa, Second Grandpa, can you pass me some tips? My win rate isn't even 20%!]

[Gamble: Idiot! What did I say? There's no need to get involved in this kind of competition at all!]

[Hero Jiraiya: ???]

...

"So he was revived by Orochimaru?!"

Seeing Nawaki's explanation in the global chat, Jiraiya was completely dumbfounded.

To put it bluntly, Jiraiya had been saving his Coupons and never used them. Not to mention that he didn't have enough to revive Nawaki—even if he did, there was a high probability he wouldn't use them for that.

He knew very well how important Coupons were. They were rare treasures that could change the current situation.

Every use had to be cautious, and who knew—one day the Coupons shop might update with something even more astonishing than revival cards.

Jiraiya closed the global chat and threw himself back into the Unlimited Class Tournament.

Of course he was participating. And honestly, even though he was a captive, his good disciple hadn't restricted him from playing Ninja Mobile Game.

..."

"Ah—kh! Kh—khkhkh!"

"Nagato, can your body handle this? How about stopping for a bit to rest?"

"Konan… tsk! Don't distract me!"

Seeing Nagato say this, Konan could only shut her mouth. Even so, she stayed by his side and didn't leave.

Nagato had his eyes closed, brows tightly furrowed.

And aside from them, there were six others present—more precisely, six corpses.

At this moment, each of them was holding a phone, just like other players, also fighting in Unlimited Class.

It was just that the Six Paths of Pain were completely controlled by Nagato himself—so one person was playing six accounts!

One could only say that Nagato truly lived up to being someone who could withstand the consumption of the Rinnegan. With six matches going on simultaneously, he still played with ease. Truly a ruthless man!

Because of this, Konan didn't compete at all and stayed on guard at his side, occasionally casting worried glances.

The defeat in the last team tournament was something Nagato couldn't accept, which was why he was pushing himself so hard now, hoping to carve out a piece of glory all by himself.

The other Akatsuki members were also extremely shocked.

From the Hidden in the Rain server rankings, they could see those Pain accounts moving up and down, their rankings changing with extreme frequency—it made everyone secretly gasp.

Leader, boss—if you want to win, we'll let you win. Why push yourself this hard?

At the very least, save your strength for the main event! Why go all out in the server preliminaries?!

Before long, Unlimited Class came to an end.

As the matchmaking function was locked, the final rankings were set. In every server, those who stood out were all players who possessed both strength and luck.

Unlike the Organization Dominion Tournament, in the various ninja villages and nations, the leaders were no longer guaranteed to appear.

For example, in Iwagakure, Ōnoki fell in the preliminaries. If it were a real, head-on fight, no one in Iwagakure could beat him.

But this was Ninja Mobile Game after all. Unless someone climbed into the phone screen and controlled the ninja by soul possession, the old must still yield to the old.

And just as the Unlimited Class preliminaries ended, an update announcement for Ninja Mobile Game arrived.

It was a deep-blue silhouette, faintly visible against the surface of a moonlit forest—long spiked hair and crimson battle armor.

[The Legend of Solitary Pride!]

[A Man Who Lives for Battle!!]

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