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Chapter 67: A Gift from a Shadow-Class Powerhouse!
Chapter 67: A Gift from a Shadow-Class Powerhouse!
After spotting the Sand shinobi forces, Tang Ping prepared to retreat.
However, he noticed a familiar figure among the Konoha team being pursued.
Honda Taka!
The guy's physique was indeed hard to miss.
Since chakra is extracted from cells, fat shinobi were extremely rare in Konoha, except for the Akimichi clan.
In some ways, Honda Taka could be considered uniquely talented.
"Tch, the fatso sure has good luck!"
Tang Ping chuckled to himself.
The guy was facing certain death, but now that he had encountered Tang Ping, his luck had indeed turned around.
Whoosh!
Flame burst forth from his gloves, enveloping Tang Ping like a thin veil.
Flame Cloak!
This jutsu, conceived by him and attempted by Minato Namikaze, had begun to shine with its own brilliance.
Though it was only a C-rank jutsu, that was because it was too easy for Tang Ping to learn.
For anyone else, it could easily be rated as an A-rank jutsu.
Fire Resistance!
This prerequisite alone was enough to stop countless shinobi in their tracks.
Using this jutsu required the ability to withstand high temperatures.
Even Minato Namikaze couldn't use this jutsu.
It wasn't that he couldn't learn it, but he couldn't handle it.
His small frame couldn't endure such sustained high temperatures; he might turn into a roasted meat before he even got started.
After entering the Flame Cloak state, Tang Ping took a deep breath.
Whoosh!
He spread his arms and leaned forward, headfirst, into a freefall.
Leap of Faith!
The wind whistled past his ears as Tang Ping plummeted like a flaming meteor.
On the ground!
"Quick, escape!"
Honda Taka suddenly stopped in his tracks, shouting urgently to his two teammates.
His speed was the slowest, so staying behind to cover their retreat was the best choice.
His teammates understood that this wasn't the time for a tear-jerking "I'll stay too" drama. They nodded and continued to flee.
'Tang Ping, Koji, looks like we won't be able to have another barbecue together!'
Seeing the several Sand shinobi teams closing in, a determined look flashed across Honda Taka's pudgy face.
Soon, the Sand shinobi teams were upon them.
Thwip, Thwip!
Shurikens and senbon shot through the air.
Honda Taka had managed to graduate, but his skills... well, you know.
He could dodge a couple of shurikens, but against so many, there was only one outcome.
The shurikens and senbon in his eyes grew closer, as if everything had slowed down.
Of course, the shinobi world didn't have a "bursting" mechanism.
But a red light filled Honda Taka's eyes first.
Boom!
Red flames crashed to the ground, shattering the earth and deflecting the incoming weapons.
"Tang Ping!"
Honda Taka instantly recognized the figure standing before him—his best friend.
"Go ahead!"
Tang Ping threw the words at the fatso.
Alerted, Honda Taka didn't play the tragic hero. He turned and fled like his two teammates before him.
You fear a god-like opponent, but you dread a pig-like teammate.
Tang Ping had often complained about this to his two best friends, so Honda Taka naturally wouldn't stay and be a "pig teammate," as that would serve no purpose other than to get in the way.
Shadow Sweep!
Seeing his friend leave, Tang Ping launched a series of ranged attacks.
Another wave of weapons came flying.
On the battlefield, countless shinobi had died from thrown weapons, testament to their deadly effectiveness.
That's why weapon throwing was a crucial part of the academy curriculum, entirely for battlefield preparation.
Whoosh!
Tang Ping used the Body Flicker Technique to leave his original position.
His speed was far superior to Honda Taka's, making it easy to avoid such attacks.
When he reappeared, he was right in front of a Sand chunin.
The right hand, engulfed in flames, used the momentum to grab the opponent's neck and lift them up, simultaneously injecting a large amount of fire into their body, making it impossible for them to resist.
Qin Yueyang!
Tangping's eyes flashed with a fierce light.
Boom!
Intense flames erupted from the chunin held in Tangping's right hand.
The air shattered, and the long-suppressed flames wildly devoured everything around them.
This was the terrifying power of Qin Yueyang.
The technique itself wasn't overly complex.
The key was the synchronization of chakra.
Only when both elements were perfectly synchronized could this ninjutsu transform into a flames that burst from within the target.
"Be careful!"
"Scatter and distract!"
"Send a signal!"
...
Various shouts echoed from the several ninja squads.
Only on the battlefield did one truly understand the difference between a personal duel and a full-scale engagement.
The relentless attacks and coordination made even enemies who could be easily dealt with become incredibly troublesome.
Every time Tangping launched an attack on a Sand ninja, others immediately provided support or coordinated their efforts.
At this moment, Tangping realized just how terrifying Madara's future feat of cutting through tens of thousands of ninja with impunity truly was.
Do you want to dance too?
These words perfectly captured his overwhelming presence.
Tangping, of course, wasn't yet at the level where he could dance, but he had certainly gained a taste of the battlefield.
Whizz!
He performed a backflip to create distance and formed hand seals.
Fire Release: Fireball Jutsu!
A real man never looks back at an explosion.
After casting the jutsu, he began to retreat.
Behind him lay the Sand Village's army. Staying here any longer would be suicide.
However...
The temperature in the air suddenly spiked.
Tangping, who was retreating at full speed, sensed something was wrong.
In his Flame Cloak state, he already endured intense heat, so it was illogical for him to feel this way again.
"Leaf brat!"
A voice echoed from behind, and a large, orange fireball, the size of a washbasin, hurtled toward him at high speed.
Danger!
For some reason, this thought flashed through Tangping's mind, and he instinctively dodged to the side.
But as he dodged, the fireball also deftly followed his movement.
'Damn, can this thing track me?'
This was the only thought in Tangping's mind before the fireball filled his vision.
Boom!
The flames wildly consumed everything around them.
The user of the fireball then stepped forward.
She was a kunoichi dressed in a black tank top and matching short skirt, her smooth, white back exposed. Her hair, a mix of brown and green, was tied up, giving her a spirited and heroic appearance.
Yakushi!
The 'Hero of the Sand Village' had arrived.
She was undoubtedly one of the top five strongest in the entire Sand Village. With her unique 'Flame Release' bloodline limit, she could even take on Kage-level opponents.
It was no wonder she could hit Tangping with a single strike.
"It's Lady Yakushi!"
"Thank goodness!"
"That Leaf ninja is definitely dead!"
...
The Sand ninjas, who had been cold and ruthless just moments ago, now surrounded Yakushi like adoring fans.
It was impossible to blame them. Her fame was immense, and her beauty was unparalleled.
Such a powerful and charming figure was a crowd-pleaser, regardless of gender.
To put it bluntly, Yakushi was the top flow of the Sand Village. Compared to her, the other leader, Roshi, was outshone in both appearance and popularity.
However, in the face of her fans' praise, Yakushi's gaze remained fixed on the center of the explosion, her eyebrows slowly furrowing.
Because the person she expected to die was, unexpectedly, still alive.
"How interesting!"
As Yakushi murmured to herself, a fireball, like a satellite, began to spin around her.
(End of Chapter)
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