Want to Learn? I'll Teach You!
Giant hands formed from yellow sand rushed towards the Dōmeki from all directions, overturning countless trees with a deafening roar, and the four giant palms stretched out and closed towards him.
Dōmeki felt the surrounding light dim suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the four sand palms had merged into a huge sand dune.
That's it!
Kankuro stared in disbelief at the red-haired boy caught by Gaara's Sand Hand. No one knew the power of the Sand Hand better than him; countless ninjas had been crushed like pieces of meat in a juicer under its power.
However, the fact that this guy, who was so arrogant in front of a few brats in Konoha just moments ago, fell so easily is quite an exaggerated contrast.
Gaara
Temari, somewhat reluctantly, clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture towards her younger brother, saying, "Wasn't that a bit too forceful? After all, Dōmeki's Sound Ninja is part of our cooperation."
Gaara frowned deeply upon hearing this, then clenched his right hand tightly.
As he moved, the four giant hands pressed down forcefully, and a piercing, sharp friction sound could be heard from the middle of the sand pile.
Gaara changed drastically in an instant, and he covered his stinging forehead in pain.
"Bang!"
Under Gaara's sand manipulation technique, the sand hand, with a density and strength comparable to a machine forged from steel, suddenly shattered a huge black hole, and puffs of yellow sand flew out under the impact.
Amidst the astonished gazes of Kankuro and the cell phone, Dōmeki stretched out his body and slowly emerged from the broken hole.
"That massage felt great, kid! Use a little more pressure next time!"
"Asshole!"
Gaara was utterly enraged by his opponent's contempt. His eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty rage, and the throbbing pain in his head intensified. He Teuchi a furious sandstorm with both hands aimed at Dōmeki!
The yellow sand flying in the sky turned into Shuriken, shooting towards Dōmeki like raindrops, without caring at whether the fallen Konoha rookies behind him would be affected.
Dōmeki reached his right hand into his sleeve, and the white snake that always coiled around the boy's wrist opened its mouth wide, drawing out a long sword that gleamed with a cold, eerie light—the very gift Orochimaru had given the boy: Futsunomitama!
"Did you hear that? That voice, like a divine wind!"
Dōmeki gently stroked the sword and spoke softly.
In an instant, the air in the entire forest seemed to stand still.
Azure Wind Release Chakra coiled around the longsword, emitting a hazy, shimmering light.
Dōmeki's sharp black eyes stared at the sand Shuriken rushing towards him, emanating a cold and imposing aura.
"Wind Ninja Art - Azure Flood Dragon!"
No one knows Dōmeki swung his longsword, but the stagnant air began to move slightly.
First, a warm and gentle breeze caressed their faces, but gradually the atmosphere became increasingly oppressive.
A sudden gust of blue wind arose, and a swirling blue dragon leaped out, its sharp claws tearing through the wind curtain, carrying a sharp sword aura, and letting out a silent roar as it raised its head!
The Azure Flood Dragon coiled in the air, stretching its body, and suddenly pounced towards Gaara. Countless sand Shuriken shattered into dust under the claws of the divine beast, carried by the airflow.
"Is this also Wind Release?"
Kankuro couldn't help but take a few steps back. Just looking at the intimidating aura of the roaming divine beast, he felt as if the sharp sword energy had sliced through him.
No, it's not an illusion!
He touched his face, the blood seeping from the fine wounds smudged and spread across his face paint.
"Desert Wave!"
Gaara frantically waved his hands, and wave after wave of yellow sand, under his control, transformed into layers of sand barriers to block the Azure Flood Dragon's path.
Rumble! Rumble!
The protective barriers were torn apart by the ferocious beast formed from the raging wind, turning into a sky full of yellow sand, while the body of the divine beast was gradually weakened and shrank by the protective barriers.
Finally, Gaara met the Azure Flood Dragon's cold eyes head-on, a cold smile playing on his lips.
Boom!
Yellow smoke and dust engulfed the little boy, making it impossible to see what was happening.
Temari's expression changed drastically. She glanced at Dōmeki, who was standing with his sword in hand, and pounced on him without hesitation.
Gaara!
The smoke and dust were dispersed by the girl's Wind Release, revealing the oval-shaped, eggshell-like hard sand shell.
Click!
The yellow eggshell gradually cracked open, and the red-haired boy with dark circles under his eyes stood inside, arms crossed.
Gaara's eyes swept over his older sister, whose face was filled with surprise, before finally fixing on the equally red-haired boy opposite him.
"Is this all you've got? How boring!"
"My Absolute Defense is invincible!"
The Sand Shield, controlled by the Chakra left in Gaara's body by his deceased mother Karura, can automatically protect Gaara with sand. The formed Sand Shield is far harder than steel and is known as the Absolute Defense!
Dōmeki was once again astonished by the wonder of Chakra. An ordinary ninja who had been dead for over a decade could still imbue his young son with Chakra filled with love and a protective will.
But Absolute Defense?
A slight smile appeared on Dōmeki's lips. As far as he knew, there were quite a few Ninjutsu in the Shinobi World that were called Absolute Defense.
For example, the First Hokage's Fivefold Rashomon, the Hyuga Clan's Rotation, the Raikage's Strongest Shield, and even the Uchiha Clan's Susanoo!
But all of them have been breached before; after all, the very purpose of Absolute Defense is to be broken!
Dōmeki stomped his foot on the ground, and the solid ground beneath him collapsed, creating a deep pit. Dōmeki's entire body transformed into a long red rainbow, instantly appearing before Gaara's eyes.
"So fast!"
Gaara had already estimated the speed of Dōmeki, but now it was several times faster, so fast that Gaara only had time to close his Absolute Defense.
Boom!
The giant yellow eggshell had been kicked away by Dōmeki, and countless sword lights formed streams of light that crisscrossed on the surface of the Sand Shield.
Although Gaara was unaware of the situation outside, he sensed that the Sand Shield was gradually thinning.
Click, click!
To his astonishment, the Sand Shield shattered, and a fist pierced through the sand and struck his face.
Bang!
Gaara's body suddenly flew backward, only stopping when he crashed hard into a large tree!
Gaara!
A panicked Temari ran over to her younger brother lying on the ground; she had never imagined that this child could be defeated one day.
The girl gritted her teeth and stood in front of Gaara, her face resolute as she watched the boy slowly approach.
"If you want to hurt Gaara, kill me first!"
"Get out of here!"
Gaara struggled to his feet, Temari aside with the yellow sand, and glared intently at Dōmeki, the scattered yellow sand slowly gathering around him!
"Absolute Defense? I have nine ways to break it! Nine ways!"
Dōmeki extended his right hand and pressed it against the barely formed sand wall, causing trembling ripples to spread out from it. Gaara, behind him, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground once more— Wind Release: Ripple Overdrive!
"It's over!"
Dōmeki delivered a karate chop to the red-haired boy's neck, Gaara closed his eyes and fainted.
"Don't want!"
Temari and Kankuro cried out in terror, "Gaara is unconscious, that monster..."
Just then, the yellow sand scattered on the ground surged up again, and a somewhat neurotic, joyful shout rang out from the boy's body, "I've finally made it out again! This time I'm going to... no, you brat!"
Suddenly the scream stopped abruptly, and the yellow sand suddenly fell to the ground again. Gaara was unconscious, felt as if his consciousness had been kicked out by a tanuki, and he was staring around with dazed eyes.
"How is this possible? How could One-Tail Beast be so obedient?"
"Oh, so the Tailed Beast can actually sense my scattered Chakra memories?"
Dōmeki stroked his chin, looking down at the bewildered Gaara.
"Hey kid, want to learn? I'll teach you!"