Facing Gamabunta

Gamabunta's three Toad stared intently at Yemo with eyes the size of houses, looking him up and down with a hint of human disbelief on their faces.

After watching for a while, Gamabunta looked at Jiraiya and asked suspiciously, "Jiraiya, you're not lying to us, are you? Is this kid your new disciple? How could he possibly summon us?"

Although Gamabunta was Toad, he knew that summoning him required an immense amount of Chakra. As for summoning all three brothers simultaneously, it wouldn't be a simple problem Jiraiya without coordination. Yet this brat, barely seven or eight years old, could summon them? Wasn't that a joke?

Jiraiya, abandoning his usual carefree demeanor, said seriously, "Although I myself find it somewhat unbelievable, it is indeed true. His name is Yemo, but he is not my disciple; he is Orochimaru's disciple, and he is a freakish genius."

The Chakra that Yemo had just unleashed had given him quite a fright. That terrifying Chakra was like a storm, a feeling Jiraiya only ever experienced from Jinchūriki who Partial Tailed Beast Transformation.

Looking at the serious Jiraiya, Gamabunta's eyes flashed. He and Jiraiya were partners who had gone through life and death together, and he could tell that Jiraiya wasn't lying. In other words, it really was this brat who summoned the three of them.

"Orochimaru's disciple?" Gamabunta naturally knew who Orochimaru was, which was why he found it strange. "Since you are Orochimaru's disciple, you shouldn't have signed a blood pact with those Orochi in Ryūchi Cave who call themselves dragons. Why would you sign a blood pact with our Mount Myōboku?"

When Ryūchi Cave was mentioned, Gamabunta's tone suddenly became violent, clearly indicating that there were some untold stories between Mount Myōboku and Ryūchi Cave.

"I don't like snakes, so I have no intention of signing a blood pact with Ryūchi Cave," Yemo replied.

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing Yemo's answer, Gamabunta taken aback. He then lowered his enormous head, his room-sized, orange-yellow eyes fixed on Yemo, as if trying to discern whether what he said was true or false from Yemo's eyes.

Yemo slightly raised his head, looking directly into Gamabunta's eyes. His eyes were as calm as an autumn pond, without the slightest hint of panic.

Suddenly, Gamabunta laughter, the enormous sound deafening like thunder. "That's right, those Orochi in Ryūchi Cave are disgusting, slippery and disgusting. They're nowhere near as good as the frogs of Mount Myōboku. You little brat are quite something, very much to my Gamabunta's liking."

The next second, Gamabunta changed the subject, lowered his huge head, and said to Yemo, "However, kid, that doesn't mean you can make my Gamabunta listen to you. You'd be a good little brother to me."

As the words were spoken, a gust of foul wind swept over us. Yemo's red hair danced in the wind as he faced the gale, declaring without flinching, "As the spirit beasts I summoned, you must acknowledge me as your master."

"Master? Do you know who I am? I am Gamabunta, the strongest Gamabunta Mount Myōboku. Unlike those low-level summoners, Jiraiya that old lecher Jiraiya doesn't dare let me call him master. What makes you think you can be my master when you can't even hold my hand?" The Gamabunta curled his lip, looking very disdainful.

When Jiraiya heard Gamabunta call him an old pervert again, his lips twitched Jiraiya. He really didn't give him any face at all.

Upon hearing this, Yemo retorted, "Gamabunta, are you implying that as long as I can withstand one of your hands, you'll obediently become my summoned beast?"

Gamabunta was taken aback. He hadn't expected Yemo to turn the tables on him. Gamabunta was the Gamabunta of Mount Myōboku. How could he let a human become his master? Even Jiraiya, that old lecher, wasn't his partner.

Moreover, although this little brat is rather small, he was able to summon the three brothers, so he shouldn't be underestimated. He might actually be able to hold off one of his hands. If a human were to become its master, especially a little brat, then the Gamabunta would lose face big time. Gamabunta regretted chasing after the bullshit earlier.

Seeing Gamabunta hesitate, Yemo thought for a moment and then, perhaps to provoke him, said, "Gamabunta, you're not the strongest Toad on Mount Myōboku. Strong toads always keep their word. Gamabunta, you wouldn't..."

Gamabunta, a hot-tempered and proud man, was provoked by Yemo and hurriedly said, "How could that be? Am I, Gamabunta Gamabunta, the kind of person who doesn't keep my word?"

Upon hearing this, a smile flashed in Yemo's eyes. Looking at Jiraiya, who remained silent, he Gamabunta for a second. Although he didn't know much about Yemo's strength, based on the information he had, there was a high possibility that Yemo could block one of Gamabunta's hands.

Thinking about it, Jiraiya couldn't help but look forward to what Gamabunta's expression would be if Gamabunta lost to Yemo.

After saying that, Gamabunta regretted it a little, especially after accidentally seeing Jiraiya's smug expression. Gamabunta felt even heavier and cursed Jiraiya, that old lecher, for being so unfair.

However, upon seeing the tiny Yemo, Gamabunta of confidence, thinking, "What power could a seven or eight-year-old brat have? I am Gamabunta Gamabunta toads! I can easily defeat this brat with just one hand, as easily as crushing a grasshopper."

At this moment, Jiraiya looked at Gamaken and Gamahiro and said, "Gamaken, Gamahiro, you should go back first. Your enormous size will cause quite a bit of trouble if you appear in the village."

Jiraiya was unaware that trouble had already occurred, and it was a huge trouble he never dared to imagine. Because of him, the entire village was on high alert, with numerous ninjas and Anbu being mobilized, and even Root was involved.

Gamaken and Gamahiro nodded, and with a bang, their massive figures disappeared into the white smoke, returning to Mount Myōboku.

After Gamaken and Gamahiro left, Jiraiya leaped onto a tree tens of meters high and sat cross-legged at the top of the canopy, intending to watch the battle between Yemo and Gamabunta.

Gamabunta's enormous size was like a giant mountain, while the diminutive Yemo was as small and weak as an ant in front of Gamabunta.

Gamabunta said, "Make your move, kid. Let me see your strength. I'll give you a chance to fight, so you don't lose before I even lift a finger."

"Then I'll start, Gamabunta!" Yemo didn't refuse.

Before the words had even finished, Yemo had already launched an attack, waving his hand and shooting out Kunai bound with explosive tags. More than a dozen Kunai with explosive tags whistled as they shot towards Gamabunta's eyes.

Yemo knew very well that given Gamabunta's enormous size, attacks with Kunai were useless; only attacks with Explosive Tag could harm him.

Although Gamabunta was a summoning beast, he had fought Jiraiya for so long that he knew what Explosive Tag were and how powerful they were. Seeing the Kunai with Explosive Tag attached flying towards his eyes, Gamabunta opened his mouth and roared loudly, exhaling a violent gust of wind that easily blew the Kunai with Explosive Tag attached away.

A series of explosions rang out, orange-yellow Kakkō flashed in the air, and large amounts of black smoke rose from the explosions.

"As expected of Gamabunta Gamabunta!"

Despite the failed attack, Yemo was not discouraged. He hadn't even interrupted the attack. He was only trying to probe Gamabunta's strength because he could hurt him with just a few Explosive Tag. Gamabunta was indeed very strong. The hurricane he exhaled was comparable to a powerful Wind Release Ninjutsu. The advantages that summoning beasts possess are unmatched by humans.

Whew...

Gamabunta raised his hand and slammed it down. The enormous palm dispersed the black smoke and descended from the sky like a mountain. The giant palm was fast and wide-ranging, and Yemo had no way to avoid it.

With a deafening bang, the Gamabunta slammed its hand into the ground, creating a visible circular shockwave that spread out along the ground. The commotion was like an earthquake; large trees around the giant hand snapped and lay scattered on the ground, while dust billowed everywhere.

In an instant, the startled birds flapped their wings and flew away in flocks into the distance, while the forest animals fled in groups into the depths of the forest, and the entire forest was in chaos.

Jiraiya, sitting atop the treetop, could see the ground tremble. A shockwave, like a hurricane, swept over him, nearly throwing him off the swaying tree.

"Gamabunta really didn't hold back at all. He must have already realized that Yemo is not simple," Jiraiya muttered to himself Jiraiya looked at the battle in the distance after calming down.

"Haha, kid, Gamabunta Toad can crush you into mincemeat with Gamabunta laughed, thinking he had won. He slowly raised his hand, wanting to see Yemo's pathetic state after he slapped him into the mud.

"Earth Release: Swamp of the Underworld!"