thefictionvixens Chapter 575 Immortal Techniques - 5. Uemon!
Chapter 575 Immortal Techniques - 5. Uemon!
Onoki's eyes rolled back, and he clutched his lower back tightly with both hands.
That wrinkled old face twisted into a pretzel.
I forcibly reversed the direction to form a hand seal just now, and now I've been hit in a vulnerable spot from the front. My old problem has completely erupted at the most critical moment.
The chakra that sustains the Light and Heavy Rock Technique collapses precipitously.
The rock clone instantly turned into countless pieces of earth.
Onoki lost his balance, flailed his arms and legs wildly, and fell headfirst into the ruins in an extremely undignified spinning motion.
An eerie silence fell over the battlefield.
Commander Huang Tu, who had been knocked away by Tsunade, had just barely regained consciousness.
Supported by two medical ninjas, Huang Tu lifted his blood-stained face and saw his arrogant father clutching his waist, falling down in a pathetic manner.
"Father!"
The yellow earth's voice cracked.
The Iwagakure chunin standing nearby knelt on the ground, his hands covering his head.
"The Tsuchikage was defeated? Just with that one kick..."
The collapse of faith often happens in just a moment.
On the other side of the ruins.
Tsunade kicked a boulder that had rolled away and dusted off her hands.
He looked up at the sky and chuckled.
"This old man is so frail, yet he's still pushing himself so hard. If he has osteoporosis, he should just stay in the village and take care of his grandchildren. Why is he out here causing trouble?"
Orochimaru leaned against a section of broken wall, his long tongue licking around his lips.
"Tsunade, did you see that? The theory of dimensional reduction attack that the teacher talked about in class has now been put into practice with real data."
Orochimaru casually tore apart the arm of an Iwa ninja that had wrapped around him, his voice laced with pleasure. "Don't try to wear down the enemy. Destroy them on a cognitive level. Iwagakure thought this was a contest of ninjutsu, but this idiot is using pure physical means to humiliate the Tsuchikage. Tactics, so effective."
ground.
Onoki forced himself to take a deep breath, pressing the remaining chakra in his body firmly against his waist, barely managing to stop the downward trend.
Waves of excruciating pain assaulted my brain.
He floated low in the air, panting heavily. His white beard was covered in dust and blood.
humiliation.
In all these decades, when had Onoki ever suffered such injustice?
"Don't underestimate the will of the shadows!"
Onoki let out a heart-wrenching roar as he looked up at the sky.
He ignored the excruciating pain in his lower back, squeezed out all his chakra, and clenched his hands tightly together.
Earth Release: Steel Armor Style Technique!
Rumble— Rumble—
The land along the entire border of the Land of Earth undulated violently, cracking open deep, bottomless ravines.
The boulders and soil remaining in the ruins, along with the previously shattered remains of the golem, were drawn together by an irresistible force, frantically converging towards the area below Onoki.
A colossal object, blotting out the sky, was forcefully pulled from the ground.
This is a gigantic rock golem of extremely exaggerated size.
It has no facial features, its face is just two empty holes, and its whole body exudes a sense of despair and oppression.
The enormous shadow enveloped all the surviving Iwa ninja below, and the Iwa team erupted in a frenzied roar of hope for survival.
Ohnoki stood exhausted atop the golem's broad head.
"You brat! No matter how good your physical skills are, can you kick this mountain to pieces?!"
Ōnoki activated it with his will.
The rock golem raised its right arm.
It was an arm thicker than a shopping street, with a layer of extremely high-density chakra hardening on the surface of its fist.
A violent howling wind ripped through the air.
The enormous rock fist, carrying overwhelming force, slammed directly towards Jiraiya, who was suspended in mid-air.
The ground below had already been stripped of a layer of soil by the terrifying wind pressure.
Tsunade and Orochimaru immediately flew backward.
The strong wind whipped Jiraiya's white hair straight back, but he didn't flinch or even move an inch.
As the enormous fist hurtled toward him, Jiraiya opened his mouth and burst into loud, maniacal laughter.
"Want to play big? Fine! This immortal will play along with you to the very end today!"
Jiraiya raised both hands, his fingers flying across the paper. He finally settled his hands together in a prayer position.
"Bosses, get ready to work."
The chest of the sage on the right shoulder heaved violently, and his belly bulged out in an astonishing arc.
"Honey! The ratio of Wind Release to Oil Release is three to seven! Don't get it wrong! You burned my eyebrows, and I'm not letting you off the hook tonight!"
On the left, Shima the Hermit puffed out his cheeks and made a muffled gurgling sound.
"Shut up, you idiot! If you keep babbling, I'll stew you up tonight to nourish little Jiraiya!"
The enormous fist was only ten meters away from Jiraiya.
Three mouths opened at the same time.
The immortal Fukasaku unleashed a violently compressed storm.
Shima the Sage sprayed out a high concentration of flammable toad oil, causing Jiraiya's chest to tremble as he unleashed the strongest Fire Release technique in Sage Mode.
Wind. Oil. Fire.
Three completely different forces converged at a single point in mid-air. Natural energy acted as a catalyst, triggering a chain reaction within a fraction of a second.
"Sage Art: Goemon!"
boom--
The air was sucked out in an instant.
A blindingly white-gold, ultra-high-temperature liquid fire erupted with devastating force.
This is no ordinary flame, but an energy tsunami with terrifying viscosity and temperatures of several thousand degrees.
boom--!
The colossal rock fist, as massive as a mountain range, collided violently with the enormous, white-gold oil wave that scorched the heavens and boiled the seas in mid-air, attracting the attention of everyone.
However, the earth-shattering explosion that was expected did not occur.
Instead, there was a hissing sound that sent shivers down one's spine.
The sound was sharp and dense, as if it had forcefully pressed an entire red-hot steel mountain into a boundless polar ice lake.
indestructible.
This is a belief etched into the bones of the Iwagakure ninja, and it is also the essence of the Third Tsuchikage, Onoki's Goryakushijutsu.
But at this moment, this belief, along with the rock golem that symbolized absolute power, began to melt away.
Yes, it melted.
The ultra-high temperature kerosene, enhanced to the limit by Sage Chakra, possesses a terrifying corrosive power that transcends the conventional physical laws of this world.
It is performing a higher-dimensional decomposition.
The moment the giant rock fist came into contact with the platinum-gold sea of fire, the high-density chakra-hardened layer on its surface couldn't even last a few seconds before it was completely vaporized.
Immediately afterwards, the massive rock fist itself began to transform from a hard solid into a scalding, viscous, dark red liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
One drop, two drops...
Scalding lava, mixed with acrid white smoke rising from the burning flesh, dripped from between the fingers of the giant fist.
Then came the rushing torrent!
The raging torrent of oil was unstoppable, like a living tide, spreading wildly along the golem's arms, which were thicker than a shopping street.
Arms, shoulders, chest...
In just a few breaths, the colossal, sky-covering behemoth, the "mountain" that the Tsuchikage had single-handedly pulled from the earth, had nearly half its body melted away under the desperate gaze of all the Iwagakure ninja.