Crushing

Holding Tsunade’s fist, Yota slowly increased his grip. A series of cracking sounds rang out. Tsunade’s face flushed red, and she let out a muffled groan—the sound had come from her hand bones breaking.

Not only that, but as black mist spread, the Chakra within her body was continuously absorbed by Yota. In that short span of time alone, at least thirty percent of her Chakra had already been drained dry.

The Strength of a Hundred Sealings possessed tremendous explosive power, but it could not turn Tsunade’s body into steel and iron. At that moment, she found herself in an impossible position, utterly unable to pull her fist free from Yota’s grasp.

Seeing the situation, Jiraiya could no longer sit still. The white hair atop his head lashed out, instantly pouncing like a giant python.

"Wild Lion’s Mane Technique!"

"Get lost. Stop making trouble." Yota snorted. He casually waved his other hand, and black mist surged forth, instantly forcing Jiraiya back.

No matter how flexible Jiraiya’s hair was, it was useless against the black mist. The moment it touched the mist, its Chakra was drained away. Moreover, the black mist pressed forward step by step, forcing even Jiraiya himself to retreat again and again.

"Damn it, a ninjutsu like Dark Release is way too unfair! It completely counters conventional ninjutsu, and it’s incredibly flexible to use—it doesn’t even require hand seals!"

Orochimaru, standing to the side, watched Yota attack with wide eyes. He had long heard of the formidable release technique known as Dark Release, but only now did he truly witness the terror and dominance of this ninjutsu.

"It’s practically a terrifying ninjutsu on the level of Dust Release! Dust Release decomposes all things, while Dark Release absorbs all things. But in terms of flexibility, this Dark Release is far stronger than Dust Release."

As for Tsunade, while Yota’s other hand was dealing with Jiraiya, she raised her remaining fist and smashed it straight at Yota’s head!

At that moment, one of Yota’s hands was gripping Tsunade’s fist while the other was holding back Jiraiya. In Tsunade’s eyes, the only thing he could do in the face of her attack was let go and retreat.

However, a faint cold smile appeared on Yota’s face. Pitch-black Haki instantly spread across his entire head. With a resounding clang like a great bronze bell, Yota took Tsunade’s punch head-on.

"Ah!" Yet the one who cried out in pain was Tsunade. Yota’s head felt as though it had been forged from diamond. When her punch landed, her own fist was instead shattered, bones and tendons mangled as blood poured out.

During their earlier exchange, Tsunade had already discovered the mysteries of Yota’s Haki. But she had never imagined that Haki could even be used on one’s head. It was completely unlike ordinary ninjutsu.

Yota felt Tsunade’s body suddenly go limp. Her pupils abruptly dilated, and she nearly collapsed to the ground. The other fist that had been resisting him completely relaxed as well, and her entire body began to tremble.

"…Hemophobia?" With a slight turn of thought, Yota recalled Tsunade’s condition from the original story.

"You have hemophobia, and you still dared to come cause trouble for me?" Yota could not understand Tsunade’s thinking. He casually grabbed her fist and flung her straight toward Jiraiya.

Seeing Tsunade fly over, Jiraiya could no longer bother fighting Yota. He lunged forward and hurriedly caught her in his arms.

As for the three reconnaissance ninja beside him, they stared at Yota as though facing a formidable enemy.

Yota glanced at the three of them. The one who played with bugs was naturally countered by the two types of Haki and could be ignored.

The one who played with dogs had ninjutsu that was basically all close-range. If he dared come over and fight, Yota could smash his dog-brain in.

The remaining one used the Gentle Fist to strike acupuncture points and restrict Chakra… Even without using Chakra, Yota could still beat him to death, right?

Honestly, if the Hyuga clan’s Gentle Fist were in the One Piece World, it would be useless eighty or ninety percent of the time. Aside from straightforward and brutal techniques like Eight Trigrams Palms Revolving Heaven and Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm, all those acupoint-striking moves would be completely useless. After all, people there did not need Chakra at all—they relied on muscle.

"This guy should be Hizashi Hyuga, right? I wonder if devouring him could evolve my bloodline another step?" Yota looked at Hizashi Hyuga with a hint of greed, making him shudder.

"Forget it. There’s still the Giant Tenseigan on the moon. One more of him won’t matter, and one less of him won’t matter either."

Yota finally turned his gaze toward Orochimaru.

The expression on Orochimaru’s face had become slightly stiff. Question: the experimental subject he had his eye on was far too strong and seemed capable of easily beating him to death. What should he do now? Waiting online, urgent.

He wanted to retreat, but although Yota had been fighting Jiraiya and Tsunade from the start, Orochimaru could still feel that Yota had focused most of his attention almost entirely on him.

Though he had no idea how Yota was monitoring him, he still felt as if countless eyes in the void were fixed tightly on every movement he made. That was why he had not taken the opportunity to flee earlier.

But now Orochimaru had nowhere left to retreat. He could only go all out.

Biting his finger, Orochimaru formed hand seals with both hands and slammed them onto the ground. "Summoning Technique!"

With a bang, an incomparably massive purple python appeared on the battlefield. The first thing it said was to Orochimaru: "Orochimaru, this time I want one hundred human sacrifices!"

Orochimaru’s face darkened. This was why he rarely summoned the intelligent Summoning Beasts from Ryuchi Cave. All three of the Sannin were masters of the Summoning Technique, yet among Orochimaru’s Summoning Beasts, only Manda was intelligent—because those snakes had far too large an appetite.

But this was the middle of a battle. Naturally, Orochimaru did not want to argue with Manda. "If we win this battle, I’ll give you all one hundred sacrifices."

"Remember what you said!" Manda turned his head and looked at Yota. "Is that brat the opponent?"

"Be careful. He’s not easy to deal with," Orochimaru said.

"Hmph!" Manda snorted, but he did not underestimate his opponent. He understood Orochimaru’s strength well enough to know that anyone Orochimaru had to take seriously was certainly powerful.

With that snort, his thick snake tail swept over like a mountain ridge, smashing toward Yota at tremendous speed.

Yota narrowed his eyes slightly. Faced with a massive Summoning Beast like Manda, he felt a long-forgotten fighting spirit ignite within him.

The ordinary ninja of the ninja world were as fragile as paper before Yota. Perhaps they surpassed those of the Pirate World in offensive power and the variety of their abilities, but their physical strength was far inferior. In battle, they focused entirely on evasion, and there were almost no fighters willing to meet him head-on.

Tsunade, who had just fought him, was already considered a rare close-combat expert. Unfortunately, while Tsunade was strong, her physical toughness did not measure up. When she threw a punch, even the rebounding force from Yota’s Haki could break her bones.

But giant Summoning Beasts like this were exceptionally rare—excellent targets that could exchange a few head-on blows with Yota.