With Jiraiya's approval, the little guy thanked Orochimaru profusely.
This kind of large-scale attack technique could really come in handy at a critical moment. Even if it could not kill in one blow, buying time to escape would not be a problem.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Orochimaru also learned about Jiraisui's current training progress. In another year or so, he would be able to attend the ninja academy.
He had also begun to dabble in ninjutsu training. Usually, he trained his body, refined Chakra, and learned the hand seals for various ninjutsu.
This foundational knowledge was necessary. Everyone had gone through it.
It was just that many children his age were still running around the village without a care.
Jiraiya had not assigned him overly demanding training tasks either. After all, the child was still young and growing. This semi-free-range approach did not require much concern from Jiraiya.
"Orochimaru-senpai, what brings you here?!"
A figure instantly appeared before them. It was Minato Namikaze, while Kakashi behind him slowly walked over as well.
At twenty years old, Minato had naturally already learned the Flying Thunder God. Until the instant before he appeared, even Orochimaru's Mind Net had not sensed him.
As long as he left a mark without anyone noticing, it was truly difficult to guard against his sneak attacks.
But when it came to catching people off guard, he still could not compare to Orochimaru's Sonido. Combined with Mind Net, it required no marks. He could go wherever he wanted and appear from any position he chose!
"Long time no see. You've grown stronger, Minato!"
Orochimaru examined him carefully. His handsome face brimmed with sunny confidence, and he looked full of vigor. Yet, having never experienced the crucible of war, he still retained a trace of youthful immaturity.