Hating Eagle Sauce, Understanding Eagle Sauce, Becoming Eagle Sauce!

Boom!

Fire Dragon Flame Bullet was only a Rank B Fire Release.

But in Tang Ping's hands, its power was comparable to Rank A.

That was because the flames were white.

Not to mention that he had expended even more Chakra to cast it, forcibly raising both its quality and quantity by a tier.

Even a tailed beast would be injured by that attack, let alone a body of flesh and blood.

Someone with an incredibly powerful body like A might have had a chance of surviving, but Dodai... forget surviving—even scraps of him were left behind.

When the fire dragon dispersed, all that remained was a scorched crater. There was nothing else.

Dodai had definitely been carrying Kunai, yet not even those remained. That showed just how terrifying the Fire Dragon Flame Bullet had been.

The "merciful" Fire Release in other people's hands became terrifying to the extreme in Tang Ping's hands.

Most crucially, his Fire Release had high temperatures, immense volume, and incredible speed.

Unless those aspects could be addressed, Fire Release was the sort of thing that looked impressive but had godawful results.

"Uchiha Tang Ping!"

A's eyes were red as he looked at Tang Ping hovering in midair, clad in a white Flame Garment and constantly spraying flames from beneath his feet to stay aloft. He wanted to swallow him whole, without even dipping him in sauce.

"Aniki!"

Killer B had even stopped rapping, a rare occurrence.

Dodai had been both his teacher and guardian. He normally disliked him only because of his strict supervision, not because he hated him. Now that he had watched him die before his eyes, how could he not be furious?

So Killer B wanted A to agree to let him avenge his teacher.

"Bee!"

A stretched out a hand to