White Fang Style: Blade of Killing Intent!

White Fang Style: Blade of Killing Intent!

"What?!"

Furuta Akimichi's enormous fist was stopped.

"Haha, my Taijutsu aren't bad either, right?" Might Duy grabbed the other's fist with one hand, scratching the back of his head with the other and grinning foolishly.

"Oh! Dad, you can be handsome for once!" Might Guy looked at him with starry eyes.

Conversely, Daiji Akimichi complained, "Father, what are you doing? You can't show mercy when dealing with treacherous and cunning people!"

Daiji Akimichi only felt that his father had held back, unaware that Furuta Akimichi was inwardly astonished. His punch had used nearly 70% of his strength, yet it had been easily blocked. It should be noted that in Konoha's Taijutsu schools, the Akimichi Clan was renowned for its destructive power; to have it blocked by a mere ten-thousand-year-old Genin —where did that leave his pride?

Furuta Akimichi's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Might Duy! It seems you're truly determined to oppose me, a member of the Akimichi Clan, today!"

"What? I didn't!" Might Duy still looked like a complete idiot.

"Enough with the nonsense, take this!" Furuta Akimichi thought the other party was looking down on him and was immediately enraged. When people get angry, they act impulsively, so he simply formed hand seals.

"Ninja Art: Multi-Size Technique!"

Furuta Akimichi's already large fist suddenly grew several times larger, becoming even bigger than a person!

A glint flashed in Might Duy's eyes, and he said seriously, "I see, I understand Mr. Furuta's intentions now. You want to have a youthful fistfight with me!"

"Yeah! A fistfight, huh? Then let me smash your head full of bumps first!" Furuta Akimichi said, and then swung his enormous fist and slammed it down!

Shockingly, despite the enormous difference in quality, Might Duy didn't dodge or flinch, but instead met the attack head-on with a single, straightforward flying kick, without any fancy moves.

"Dynamic Entry!"

"Bang!" A huge sound of fists clashing was heard, as if the air itself had exploded. Centered on the two people, the ground beneath their feet cracked open!

Furuta Akimichi felt as if his punch had struck a lump of iron, sending waves of pain through him. He was shocked, thinking, "This eternal Genin trash actually blocked my multiplied attack head-on?"

"This is impossible!" Furuta Akimichi couldn't believe what he was seeing and swung his fist again. Although the speed of his swing was not fast, each punch brought a huge gust of wind.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

However, Furuta Akimichi threw several punches in a row, but without exception, Might Duy blocked them all with knee kicks, elbow strikes, sweeping kicks and other techniques, as if in a comical gymnastics routine.

"Damn it!" Furuta Akimichi was increasingly alarmed and humiliated as the fight progressed. He never expected that Might Duy, whom he considered a Genin, could actually go toe-to-toe with him, a member of the Akimichi Clan, in Taijutsu. Moreover, judging from the other party's relaxed demeanor, he seemed to be handling the situation with ease!

"Ah! This is the power of youthful exuberance!"

"Aha! I got it, Dad!"

While fighting, Might Duy calmly taught his son a lesson.

"Might Duy! You forced me to do this!" Furuta Akimichi was furious. He no longer cared that he was in the inner street. He quickly Hand Seals, and his whole body became fat. Then he shrank his limbs and head into his body, forming a huge ball of flesh.

"Ninja Art: Human Bullet Tank!"

The enormous ball of flesh rampaged wildly, unleashing unparalleled destructive power!

"Isn't it a bit too intense if it's just a clash of youth?" Might Duy blinked his wide eyes, but remained calm and composed. His body stiffened slightly.

A vein suddenly bulged on his forehead. "Second gate, Gate of Healing, open!" Bang!

Might Duy actually managed to hold off Furuta Akimichi's Human Bullet Tank with his bare hands. The ground was crushed and a crater was left, but it was still unable to get past Might Duy's hands!

"Heh~ So it's this guy..." Shunren arrived following the surging Chakra aura, witnessed everything. He knew Might Duy; despite his seemingly foolish and rough appearance, this man possessed top-tier Taijutsu in the Shinobi World. In the original story, Might Duy opened the Eight Gates Released Formation, directly confronting the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist seven against one, and even killing four of them—his fighting prowess was extraordinary!

Having only opened the second gate, he managed to block the Akimichi Clan's secret technique, which possessed considerable physical destructive power, with his bare hands, demonstrating his formidable strength.

However, Shunren was more concerned about Might Guy, the son of Might Duy. He was an extraordinary figure who nearly ended the existence of Six Paths Madara Uchiha with a single kick during the Fourth Shinobi World War. Of course, the boss was also being reckless, but for someone without the protagonist's halo to achieve this was already quite remarkable.

"Impossible! How could he still...?" Furuta Akimichi felt his rapidly spinning body spiral out of control, and then he was violently flung into the air.

The Multi-Size Technique was forcibly dispelled, Furuta Akimichi retreated hastily, almost tripping over the force he was unable to absorb.

"Phew~" Compared to Furuta Akimichi's disheveled appearance, Might Duy seemed much more relaxed. Of course, opening the Eight Gates Released Formation still required a lot of physical exertion. "Mr. Furuta, let's end this clash of youths here."

In fact, Might Duy had tried his best to control his strength to avoid hurting his opponent, but the latter saw it as a huge insult!

"You worthless piece of trash, don't be so smug!" Furuta Akimichi's eyes turned red, and he pulled out a blue pill from his pocket.

"No! Father, this medicine is..." At this moment, Daiji Akimichi was behind him, panicked. He originally just wanted to use his powerful father to bully Might Guy, but he never expected that things would escalate to such a big extent.

Ninjas are brave and combative, and sparring is a common occurrence. However, if these sparring sessions escalate into a full-blown fight, it can lead to huge problems.

"Is it about time?" Shunren muttered to himself. "Then, shall we test the waters a little?"

Shunren slowly reached for the Heavy Black Iron Ruler behind him, but did not take it out; he simply grasped the weapon.

"Shut up, Daiji! Watch closely, this is a gamble with the honor of our Akimichi Clan!" At this moment Furuta Akimichi had clearly lost his mind and was about to recklessly swallow the Akimichi Clan's forbidden secret medicine, the spinach pill from the Three Colored Pills Spinach Pill!

"White Fang Style: Blade of Killing Intent!"