Jiraiya's face suddenly went blank. "Don't joke around, Nagato!!!" he roared in incomparable fury. For the first time since arriving here, Jiraiya had truly been enraged!
"Is Yuu's greatness something the current you can understand? Let your teacher give you another proper lesson!"
"Certain Kill—Female Bath Bomb Kill!" Jiraiya roared, rapidly forming hand seals as he spewed an enormous torrent of flames.
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Inside the barrier—Toad Prison—Jiraiya had been stabbed through the shoulder by the Animal Path with a Black Rod using its last bit of strength. The strange power left Jiraiya completely unable to move. "What's wrong, Little Jiraiya? Is it this thing?"
Sage Fukasaku, standing before Jiraiya, saw that something was clearly wrong with him. He quickly found the abnormal Black Rod, wrapped Sage Art chakra around his claws, and yanked it out. Jiraiya regained the ability to move, but immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of pain. "Are you all right, Little Jiraiya?"
Seeing Jiraiya's pained expression and the large amount of blood he had vomited, Sage Fukasaku asked anxiously, "Huff... huff... I can still hold on. Damn it, I was planning to teach that brat another lesson, but I was completely outmatched. Is this the Rinnegan?"
Hearing Sage Fukasaku's concern, Jiraiya exhaled a long breath of foul air and said somewhat awkwardly. Before the battle, he had been brimming with confidence, determined to properly teach Nagato, his unfilial disciple, a lesson.
After all, his progress over the years had been tremendous. He had not merely been taking beatings; they had brought him enormous benefits as well.
Every time Yuu beat him senseless and then pulled him back from the brink of death, he used the so-called Power of All Creation.
And every time he was beaten, Jiraiya