Iwagakure battlefield.
White Fang's deterrent had eased the pressure here considerably.
After all, they feared White Fang might suddenly descend upon them, so they naturally did not dare press too hard.
Though whether they pressed or not, the outcome would be the same.
With some free time on his hands, Jiraiya began teaching Minato Namikaze and Kushina.
The training ground built within the camp had wooden dummies set up for practicing projectile attacks.
Jiraiya sat cross-legged atop a rock.
Minato Namikaze leaned against the rock, reading a ninjutsu scroll, while Kushina exercised beside him.
No matter how Jiraiya looked at them, something felt off.
It was just bizarre.
He could not pinpoint exactly what was wrong.
"Jiraiya-sensei."
Having finished her handstand push-ups, Kushina looked at Jiraiya with curiosity written all over her face.
"Who's stronger, you or Lord White Fang?"
After all, they were both elite ninja leading the front lines.
Minato Namikaze perked up as well. He was very interested in this matter.
"Me and Sakumo?"
Jiraiya rubbed his chin.
"If we were sparring based on our past strength, it'd probably be a three-to-seven split."
Jiraiya did not sound entirely certain. They had carried out missions together, but they had never fought each other.
"You only have a thirty percent chance of winning?"
Kushina was somewhat surprised.
What if I suddenly want to change teachers?
I wonder if Lord White Fang accepts disciples.
"Do you really think so little of your teacher?" Jiraiya shot Kushina a glare.
He, Jiraiya, was very strong.
"I'm the seven, he's the three. It'd be hard for him to beat me."
Although Sakumo Hatake was also proficient in ninjutsu, he could not compare to Jiraiya.
"What about a fight to the death?" Minato Namikaze asked curiously.
"One to nine."
Jiraiya considered it as he