Passive Heart-Piercing Dragon Claw Hand

"Clang, clang, clang..."

Dull metallic clashes rang out without end. The fierce battle between the two left the Elite Class students of every grade dazzled. Though they could barely keep up with their speed, they still cheered in delight.

Compared to ninjutsu-type ninja with flashy techniques, this kind of plain, straightforward clash between taijutsu specialists was far more blood-pumping.

Most importantly, that guy's battle suit was so cool. They wanted a set too!

Of course, as the saying went, amateurs watched the excitement while experts watched the technique. Many elite students born into ninja clans vaguely noticed something unusual.

"That guy seems to be fighting while splitting his attention among several tasks!"

The single tomoe in Uchiha Mikoto's beautiful eyes slowly spun. With the powerful dynamic vision granted by the Sharingan, she barely managed to see the two exchanging blows and discerned Shimura Kentei's fighting method, causing her delicate brows to furrow.

"Mm, he's splitting his attention at least four ways!"

Fugaku Uchiha nodded. The Sharingan in his eyes also rotated slowly, allowing him to see even more clearly than Uchiha Mikoto.

"At least?"

Uchiha Mikoto turned to him with a puzzled look, unable to understand that wording.

What did he mean by at least?

Still watching the two fighters, Fugaku Uchiha explained, "His shield defense, greatsword thrusts, and the way he coordinated his twin wings are all different methods, yet he controls and combines them with remarkable precision.

"Besides that, Chakra Threads are spreading out to slightly hinder Lady Tsunade's movements, though his application of the Chakra Threads is rougher.

"Clearly, he can currently only achieve the fine control of splitting his attention four ways. Any more than that is beyond him."

As the foremost genius of the Uchiha Clan's younger generation, Fugaku Uchiha naturally had sharp eyes. Combined with the powerful dynamic vision of his Three Tomoe Sharingan, he could see Shimura Kentei's combat state with perfect clarity.

Yet the doubts in his heart only deepened.

"How did that kid cultivate such physical qualities?"

He understood very well how heavy that gorgeous battle suit was. One could imagine the pressure of wearing a one-ton suit of armor. Even taijutsu-specialist Chunin would find it exhausting to wear, let alone fight in.

Yet that kid could fight freely in it. Though he had not made any large movements and mostly only used his arms, it was still incredible.

Although that Nintaijutsu, similar to the Monster Strength Technique, could enhance physical strength, such enhancement still depended on one's physical foundation.

That kid's physical qualities were clearly exceptional. Yet according to the information he had obtained, the other party would not turn thirteen for another two months. To cultivate such formidable physical qualities at such a young age, he seemed no worse than Fugaku Uchiha himself.

Just how had that kid done it?

It was not only Fugaku Uchiha who was puzzled. Sarutobi Hiruzen and the others in the stands were equally bewildered.

"Does that kid have Senju Clan blood?"

Honoka Uchiha could not help asking. Those physical qualities did not resemble someone from the Shimura Clan at all, but rather someone from the Senju Clan. Even within the Senju Clan, it was rare to cultivate such physical qualities before turning thirteen.

Senju Tōsu did not answer, though his brows faintly furrowed as he considered the possibility.

He was certain that Shimura Kentei was not one of his own people, but he could not determine whether the boy possessed Senju blood. After all, many women from their clan had married out. Perhaps an ancestor of the Shimura Clan had once married a woman from the Senju Clan, passing down that bloodline.

Thinking of this, Senju Tōsu's gaze toward Shimura Kentei became even more amiable. He was even considering whether to find an opportunity to have the kid acknowledge his ancestors and return to the clan, then see if there was a chance to obtain that Nintaijutsu.

Besides that, Senju Tōsu was greatly puzzled by how Shimura Kentei possessed such abundant combat experience, as though he had gone through countless life-or-death battles.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Shimura Kentei's battle with Tsunade lasted a full minute. After such a long time, even though Shimura Kentei had swallowed a specially made Military Rations Pill, the chakra in his body was basically exhausted.

"Teacher Tsunade, I surrender!"

He hurriedly put down the greatsword and raised a hand to signal surrender. At the same time, he panted heavily as the muscles and bones throughout his body ached and spasmed.

He had reached his limit!

But the scene suddenly fell silent. Everyone stared blankly at the two on the training field, their faces filled with disbelief, and Shimura Kentei also sensed that something was wrong.

Feeling the sensation against his palm, he instinctively squeezed it. That familiar feeling made him abruptly look up, only to discover that his hand had stopped directly over Tsunade's chest.

If she had been a man, it would naturally have been no big deal. But she was a woman, making it highly inappropriate, especially in public like this.

"Gulp!"

Sensing the killing intent in her gaze, Shimura Kentei swallowed and forced a dry laugh. "Teacher Tsunade, this was an accident. You have to believe me!"

"Believe my ass!"

Thin veins throbbed on her fair, smooth forehead. Tsunade's rage surged as she immediately threw a punch at the Inner Shield Shimura Kentei hurriedly raised.

"Clang!"

A deafening metallic crash erupted. Tsunade's punch nearly dented the Inner Shield, and the immense force transmitted through it not only smashed Shimura Kentei's entire body into the ground, but also shattered the earth within dozens of meters.

That showed just how terrifying this punch had been!

"Lady Tsunade is so scary!"

"Isn't that way too violent? Is she really a woman?"

"No wonder she's still single at her age!"

The Ninja Academy students around the edge of the field all went pale at the sight. Would they have to undergo this kind of assessment from their team leaders after graduating in the future?

"Tsunade, you went too far!"

Senju Tōsu was the first to arrive. He glared at his niece, then intended to pull Shimura Kentei out from deep within the ground. But when he remembered that kid's damned battle suit, he could not help stopping.

Sarutobi Hiruzen and the others who arrived right afterward were equally at a loss. In the end, they brought over some sturdy steel cables before finally pulling Shimura Kentei out.

"It's already good enough that I didn't hammer him to death!"

Tsunade briefly checked and, only after confirming that Shimura Kentei was not dead, tossed out that harsh remark. She was furious inside.

She had truly not expected Shimura Kentei to raise his hand and surrender. It was practically as if she had rammed her own chest into his palm. It was utterly humiliating.

Worst of all, that little pervert had even squeezed it. How could she possibly endure that?

Just as she was preparing to leave, a Chakra Thread suddenly wrapped around her ankle, followed by a weak voice.

"Teacher Tsunade, I think I can still be saved!"

After saying that with great effort, Shimura Kentei could not help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

He was in a terribly miserable state. More than half the bones in his body had been shattered by that punch, especially the arms that had held the shield, which had suffered near-complete comminuted fractures.

If Tsunade did not treat him, he would have to lie in bed for at least half a year to a year, and it was unclear whether he would suffer lasting complications.

"Hmph! You should just die peacefully!"

Tsunade snorted. She had no intention of treating that little pervert's wounds. Did he really think she had no temper?

"Ten million Ryo!"

The words that came again made Tsunade pause, but she still continued walking away without hesitation.

"One hundred million Ryo!"

"I guarantee you'll fully recover within a week!"

Tsunade turned around and smiled as she made the promise.

She truly could not refuse the sky-high payment of one hundred million ryo!

"(￣△￣;)"

Sarutobi Hiruzen and the others were speechless. They had not expected Tsunade to have such a shameless side. It was truly eye-opening.

Tsunade had no interest in caring about everyone's strange looks. Her beautiful eyes swept over Shimura Kentei, and she frowned. "How do we take this battle suit off?"

Medical Ninjutsu also used chakra. If he did not remove this battle suit, there was no way to treat him. It was difficult even to get near him.

Yet after watching for so long, she had not found a single clasp.

"Click, click, click..."

A series of faint clicking sounds rang out. Shimura Kentei used Chakra Threads to undo the internal clasps, and the armor on his body trembled slightly.

Understanding what he meant, Tsunade used that massive samurai sword to pry open the outer armor piece by piece, then lifted Shimura Kentei's entire body out of the loosened inner armor.

"Kid, you've got quite a nice body!"

Tsunade could not help teasing as she examined Shimura Kentei, whose entire body was wrapped in a layer of Venom Suit.

She had not paid attention at the hot spring bathhouse last time, but now she saw that the kid's physique was practically perfect. Lean and muscular without being bulky, every line of his muscles was flawless.

Shimura Kentei controlled the Venom Suit on his skin to shrink back and cling to his back, revealing his miserable body. His arms in particular hung limply like noodles, clearly showing that the bones within had been completely shattered.

Tsunade's full-force attack was indeed extraordinary!

"What is this thing?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen became interested in Shimura Kentei's Venom Suit and vaguely guessed its purpose.

"Hurry and carry Kentei to the hospital."

At this moment, Shimura Keiko arrived with several members of the Shimura Clan. They carefully placed Shimura Kentei on a stretcher they had brought and carried him toward Konoha Hospital for emergency treatment.

She had long anticipated that today's assessment would not be easy and had prepared a stretcher in advance.

Tsunade naturally hurried after them. After all, that was an order worth one hundred million ryo.

"Can novels really make that much money?"

Rubbing his chin, Senju Tōsu considered whether he should also find some writers to write novels.

Shimura Kentei's Tycoon's Haki of casually throwing out one hundred million ryo had deeply shaken him. Although the Senju Clan was wealthy and powerful and did not lack that amount of money, it belonged to the entire clan. As clan head, he did not have much personal wealth he could freely use.

Yet Shimura Kentei had thrown out one hundred million ryo without even blinking. Even Senju Tōsu was jealous of such tycoon-like extravagance.

Senju Tōsu was not the only one to have that thought. Sarutobi Hiruzen and the others were also tempted.

Ninja received payment for missions, but their expenses were also considerable. Ninja tools, medicines, and other supplies all cost staggering amounts.

Furthermore, over ninety percent of the world's wealth was controlled by nobles and wealthy merchants. In terms of riches, the liquid funds of all Konoha's ninja clans combined could not compare to the treasury of a single great noble from the Feudal Lord's Government.

Ninja could make money, but they also spent heavily, making it difficult to accumulate much savings.

Looking at it this way, being a ninja really did not seem to have much financial future!

The few exchanged glances, then headed to the Hokage's office with tacit understanding, preparing to discuss the vital matter of making money and see whether they could quickly formulate some kind of five-year plan.

Meanwhile, the remaining Shimura clansmen pushed over a cart and used hooks they had prepared in advance to haul Shimura Kentei's battle suit components onto it one by one. They even dragged back the outer shield that had been flung away earlier, intending to bring everything back to the clan.

After all, those things had all cost a fortune to make. Naturally, they could not be left outside.

"Uncle, let me try!"

At this moment, Uchiha Mikoto hurried over and asked the Shimura clansman dragging the heavy outer shield.

She wanted to use this to see exactly how great the gap was between herself and that bastard.

The Shimura clansman looked at Uchiha Mikoto, fell silent for a moment, then handed over the nearly two-meter-long iron hook.

Taking the iron hook, Uchiha Mikoto pulled with all her strength, but the outer shield did not budge. She then circulated chakra through her body to strengthen her physical power and pulled again.

This time, the outer shield moved, but only swayed slightly. The result left her both shocked and disappointed.

"Don't lose heart. Your talents lie in ninjutsu and genjutsu, and you're only nine this year. Your body is still far from fully developed.

"Besides, during that battle, that kid almost never lifted this shield. Its lower edge remained wedged into the ground, so he clearly could not wield this thing freely either."

Fugaku Uchiha, who had followed behind her, spoke to comfort her. He had seen the previous battle clearly and naturally understood that even Shimura Kentei could not truly wield that shield, having essentially relied on a trick.

"Mikoto!"

At this moment, Nawaki and Hyuga Suzune, having dealt with Tsunade's Shadow Clone, approached in a bedraggled state. Upon seeing Uchiha Mikoto, Nawaki greeted her excitedly. Two white-eyed boys followed behind Hyuga Suzune.

When Fugaku Uchiha saw the white-eyed boy who was not wearing a Konoha forehead protector, his gaze locked onto him, and even his Three Tomoe Sharingan emerged.

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