stonecrandall Chapter 164: Feeling Happy After Testing One's Own Strength
Chapter 164: Feeling Happy After Testing One's Own Strength
Wen Tai took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled sharply, the thick smoke temporarily obscuring his vision.
Under the cover of smoke, several toads carried Jiraiya quickly away from the area with the highest concentration of shuriken.
Sure enough, those shuriken were not capable of tracking, and their attacks became noticeably less frequent after they moved to their new positions.
Just then, a massive Wind Release: Rasengan shuriken pierced through the air and struck.
"Damn it!" Bunta drew his short sword from his waist and slashed at the huge spiral shuriken.
The blade clashed with the shuriken, producing a piercing scraping sound.
Bunta's sword and the spiral shuriken were locked in mid-air, the shuriken spinning wildly and advancing forward, while Bunta's feet dug two deep furrows in the ground, pushing him backward repeatedly.
"Jiraiya—" Bunta growled, "Hurry up, I can't hold on any longer."
The veins on its hands, gripping the sword, bulged, and all its strength was focused on the blade, yet the spiraling shuriken continued to advance relentlessly.
click-
With a crisp sound, cracks appeared on Bunta's short sword.
"What?" Gamabunta looked at the giant sword in his hand in disbelief. This was no ordinary thing; it was made with chakra materials, a special process, and steel. Although it couldn't be called a divine weapon, it was almost the same.
The cracks spread rapidly, and then—bang!
The short sword shattered into countless pieces, and the spiraling shuriken plunged straight in, crashing fiercely into Gamabunta.
"Whoa—!"
Gamabunta's massive body was sent flying backward, disappearing in mid-air as a wisp of white smoke. He was clearly severely injured and forced to discontinue his summoning and return to Mount Myōboku.
The shuriken continued to spin, leaving a ravine several miles long before slowly disappearing.
At the same time, Gamahiro and Gamaken were also unable to hold on. Countless shuriken broke through their defenses, cutting bloody gashes into their bodies. Though not fatal, continued attacks would surely lead to their demise.
"Jiraiya, we did our best!" Gamahiro shouted, then turned into white smoke and disappeared.
Gamaken followed closely behind, dispelling the summoning with a bang. As the three puffs of white smoke dissipated, only Jiraiya remained motionless, absorbing natural energy.
At this moment, the smoke in the sky disappeared, and Aburame Zhicheng was no longer wearing an ordinary nightgown, but a light green fairy robe. With the ability to stay in the air, he hovered briefly in the air as the breeze blew.
His gaze fell on Jiraiya's shoulder. There, Fukasaku and Shima, the two little toads, were staring intently at Jiraiya, doing their best to help him enter Sage Mode.
Just as it was about to be completed, Aburame Shisei said softly, "It's almost done."
His figure suddenly vanished—no, not vanished, but merged into the wind.
The next second, a gentle breeze swept past Jiraiya's side, and Shisei Aburame appeared behind him.
He raised his hand, his fingers forming a blade, and a fierce gust of wind swept across.
"Watch out!" Fukasaku shouted in time, but the wind blades had already swept past where he and Shima were.
Bang, bang!
The two little toads fell off Jiraiya's shoulders and tumbled several times in the air before regaining their balance.
Although they were not injured, their process of absorbing natural energy has been completely interrupted.
Jiraiya opened his eyes. The Sage Mode pattern was only half completed, and his face still had some frog-like features. The overall design was a failure, and the colors were fading rapidly.
"Damn it..." he gritted his teeth, his body feeling weak as the magic was abruptly interrupted.
Aburame Zhicheng stood three meters behind him, her expression calm.
"I've said before, it's fine as long as we don't interfere with each other," he said calmly. "If you insist on fighting, I can only oblige."
Jiraiya smiled wryly; the gap in skill was simply too vast. From beginning to end, his opponent hadn't even revealed his true strength, overwhelming him with mere taijutsu and unsealed sage techniques, leaving him utterly helpless. If his opponent truly intended to kill him…
"Lord Jiraiya!" a young voice rang out.
At the same time, a dark shadow suddenly extended from beneath Aburame Shichen's feet and wrapped around his ankle.
Shadow Imitation Technique - Success?
Nara Shikaku peeked out from behind the tree, his face just beginning to light up with joy—when that joy froze.
Because Aburame Shichen only slightly lifted his foot, the shadow tore apart inch by inch like a tattered piece of cloth.
"Pfft—" Blood spilled from the corner of Nara Shikaku's mouth, his chakra was instantly depleted, and the backlash from the ninjutsu made his face turn pale.
How is this possible? His Shadow Imitation Technique has never been broken so quickly. And with just a slight lift of his foot, all of his chakra was drained.
Just as he was in shock, another calm voice rang out.
"The Art of Mind Transference!"
Yamanaka Inoichi had completed the hand seals, and a vast amount of spiritual energy, carrying his own consciousness, surged towards Aburame Shisei—
Then, "Ah!"
It didn't touch the soul, but rather struck a very thick, dense, and still writhing layer on the very surface.
Before he could investigate, his consciousness was instantly overwhelmed.
"Inoichi!" Akimichi Choza exclaimed in surprise, quickly helping his fallen companion up.
Just then, a specially made three-pronged kunai fell from the sky and stuck in front of Jiraiya.
The next second, the blond-haired, blue-eyed boy appeared next to the kunai and grabbed Jiraiya's shoulder.
Flying Thunder God Technique.
Aburame Shisei watched this scene without giving chase.
Minato Namikaze, the future Fourth Hokage. His Flying Thunder God Technique truly lives up to its name. However, judging from this, it's probably only the first stage; the range is limited, about one or two kilometers.
His insects had already sensed the coordinates of the kunai technique, and could even track the location of Minato Namikaze after he teleported with Jiraiya—right on that big tree a kilometer outside the village.
"Flying Thunder God Technique..." Aburame Shisei murmured to himself, "Interesting."
He raised his hand and casually tossed a small spiral shuriken towards the tree in the distance.
The Wind Release: Rasengan shuriken sliced through the night sky, precisely severing the tree canopy, then splitting into countless fragments that exploded in all directions, turning countless trees into logs that fell instantly.
boom!
On the tree trunk, Minato Namikaze, carrying Jiraiya, leaped away in a disheveled state, using the Flying Thunder God Technique to teleport a mile away again, his face filled with horror.
"Minato, let's go." Jiraiya sighed, patted his apprentice's shoulder, and looked into the distance, saying, "I lost tonight. That person... is not someone we can handle right now."
Minato Namikaze gritted his teeth, nodded, and used the Flying Thunder God Technique once more, the two disappearing into the night.
On the other side, Nara Shikaku supported Yamanaka Inoichi, while Akimichi Choza stood in front of them, watching Aburame Shisei warily.
Aburame Shicheng merely glanced at them before turning and leaving.
"Take your companions and leave." His voice drifted on the wind: "I have no interest in killing you."
The three felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They helped their injured companion up and quickly disappeared into the woods.
"Shiraki-kun! Shiraki-kun!"
Hideyoshi came running from afar, panting, still carrying the three-star scythe in his hand. When he saw the scene before him, he stood there dumbfounded.