What Is the Will of Lightning

Yotsuki Ki had risked his life to create an opening, finally giving Dada and the other three a chance to escape.

Kawanishi Kyohei flashed in front of Dada and said urgently, "Young Master Dada, we need to go!"

Dada did not nod immediately. Instead, he looked at Yotsuki Ki, who was covered in blood and struggling to rise beside Torifu Akimichi's feet.

He looked at Anzai Mamoru, whose face had turned from red to white as he performed a secret technique.

Finally, he looked at Kawanishi Kyohei, who was anxiously watching him.

Voices echoed through his mind.

"Take Young Master Dada and Young Master Ki and retreat. I'll cover the rear!"

"You alone can't hold them off for long. Young Master Ki and Young Master Dada should retreat first. We'll hold them back together. It won't be easy for them to step over my corpse."

"There is only A who sacrifices himself for his companions, never A who sacrifices his companions to survive!"

He suddenly understood the Shinobi World, and accepted it.

"What kind of joke is that? Hey, Jonin Kawanishi, you should have Soldier Pills on you, right?" Dada said calmly as he looked ahead.

"Young Master Dada!?"

"You are all companions willing to risk your lives to protect me. And the one lying there is my brother. Do you really think I would leave?"

Dada held out his hand to Kawanishi Kyohei and smiled.

"Even though I never planned to inherit A's name, I was born with a backbone. Maybe it's an illness..."

Kawanishi Kyohei struggled inwardly for a moment, but in the end, he smiled as well and gently placed three Soldier Pills in Dada's hand.

The Soldier Pills were somewhat large for Dada, so he could only eat them one at a time.

As he ate, he said, "Jonin Kawanishi, does Kumogakure have something called the Will of Lightning?"

Kawanishi Kyohei shook his head. "I've never heard of it."

After swallowing the last Soldier Pill, Dada felt Chakra surge through his body. He had never experienced such an abundant feeling of Chakra before.

"Then perhaps it will from now on." Lightning flared around Dada's body once more, shining with a dazzling radiance that far surpassed the Yotsuki Clan's Lightning Release Chakra Mode. His small body somehow gave off the illusion of a Thunder God descending into the world.

That unknown pulse from before surfaced in his mind again, clearly showing him everything within several hundred meters. This time, Dada did not close his eyes, because he had realized something. At this moment, he would no longer be affected by genjutsu.

"Oh? What does Young Master think the Will of Lightning is?" Kawanishi Kyohei's eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

"It is... 'Charge with me'!" Before his words had faded, Dada shot forward like lightning!

"With pleasure!" Kawanishi Kyohei gripped his Short Sword and followed close behind!

"Cloud Ninja! I'll fight you to the end!" Anzai Mamoru forced himself forward. A trace of color even returned to his pale face.

Dada's speed had reached the greatest height of his life. In his memories, only his father A had ever been faster than him. Everyone else, even Yotsuki Ki, was far inferior. He had yet to grow familiar with the miraculous changes brought by this body, so he chose to trust his body's instincts.

Dada almost flew along the ground. Grass and trees bent backward in his wake as he rapidly circled the Earth Prison Dome that had trapped Torifu Akimichi. Guided by instinct, his palms struck again and again, sending arcs of lightning with tremendous piercing power through the earthen prison and into Torifu Akimichi's body. Even his massive flesh could not block them.

Torifu Akimichi felt waves of numbness and pain wash over him.

Yotsuki Ki, who had struggled to his feet, saw Dada and revealed a savage grin. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he forcibly gathered his breath and crossed paths with Dada from the left and right, charging toward Torifu Akimichi's exposed head atop the Earth Prison Dome.

Dada spiraled up the earthen prison, his hands becoming blurs as he struck dozens of times in an instant. Then, while Torifu Akimichi was numb, he landed atop the man's enormous head.

"Lightning Jump Kick!" Dada shouted, bringing down a heavy axe kick from above.

"Justice Lightning Sinking Angry Lightning Axe!" Yotsuki Ki also leaped high into the air and used the same technique.

The two brothers worked together as one.

Torifu Akimichi was firmly trapped by the Earth Prison Dome. The two heavy blows even slightly dented his head. Dada's Lightning Jump Kick in particular seemed to detonate some kind of energy inside his body. Despite his thick skin and flesh, his mind went blank for a moment, and his eyes rolled white.

"Super Expansion Jutsu: Release!" Torifu Akimichi hurriedly dispelled the secret technique and escaped by shrinking his body.

Tsunade and the other two also jumped out through the opening left behind, but Jiraiya and Orochimaru were immediately entangled by Kawanishi Kyohei and Anzai Mamoru.

Meanwhile, Tsunade went after Dada and Yotsuki Ki, clearly intending to target Dada.

After escaping, Torifu Akimichi only felt that his head had suffered a heavy blow. A strange energy was also rampaging through his body, disrupting his Chakra flow. He hurriedly took a yellow pill from his Ninja Tool Bag and swallowed it, only then gradually feeling better.

"Who exactly is this child? He doesn't seem to be from a Kekkei Genkai Family planning to migrate to Kumogakure. Such a special physique..."

"Could someone that age really possess that kind of speed? What kind of Kekkei Genkai is it?" Thinking back to Dada's performance, the lightning energy he could not comprehend had pierced through his thick fat and affected his Chakra flow, but its damage had ultimately been limited. Only that utterly unreasonable speed left Torifu Akimichi unable to understand.

It was too fast.

With Torifu Akimichi's experience, it actually reminded him of the Second Hokage's Flying Thunder God Technique.

Though he did not excel in speed himself, he still had keen judgment...

It was not a space-time ninjutsu like Flying Thunder God. It was simply fast, so fast that he could not react.

No matter what relationship this child had with Kumogakure, if they could not capture him, it would be best not to let him live, Torifu Akimichi thought darkly.

However, this battle should already be over.

On the battlefield.

"Anzai Mamoru was panting like an ox, blood streaming from his mouth and nose. The backlash from stimulating his acupoints could no longer be suppressed, while Jiraiya was only breathing slightly harder."

The moment these Cloud Ninja chose to charge forward rather than scatter and flee, their outcome had already been decided.

The Shinobi World was a place where strength reigned supreme. Willpower alone could not change anything.

Though he did not think they would have survived even if they had scattered and fled...

"Kawanishi Kyohei's Chakra Short Sword danced so tightly that not even water could pass through, but Orochimaru merely kept him occupied without attacking. Victory was already assured; they were nothing more than trapped beasts struggling desperately in a jar."

Tsunade's group alone was enough to leave them unable to cope. The three disciples of his old teammate were all very talented.

But after this mess, the evaluation results of those three young people probably would not be very good.

"Dada and Yotsuki Ki were fighting Tsunade together, but the injuries Tsunade had suffered earlier were quickly healed. In contrast, the two of them were finding it increasingly difficult to hold on."

But they were still young. They would have opportunities to grow in the future...

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

A series of dull booms rang out from the horizon, interrupting Torifu Akimichi's thoughts.

"Thunder? But the sky doesn't look like..."

Thud.

Thud.

A meteor fell from above and crashed into the battlefield. The earth split apart, and trees were uprooted.

Boom!

Everyone was blasted away by the shockwave, and the three battlefields were forcibly brought to a halt.

"That is..." Torifu Akimichi's pupils constricted sharply.

At the center of the meteor's impact, a figure slowly rose to his feet. That burly back radiated an incomparable pressure.