This is a Gift for Our First Meeting (Monthly Ticket Request)

Shh! Shh-shh!!

The wind howled like a sudden downpour, rippling through the air in concentric rings!

Tsunade only heard the whistling around her turn piercing, the sharp wind blades seeming intent on slicing her into a thousand pieces.

The next moment, countless stabs of pain shot through her body, like needles pricking her skin.

"What is this?" Tsunade's face tightened slightly, suspicion rising in her mind. "Gentle Fist? Or..."

Wind Release Ninjutsu? A seal-less technique?!

This feeling—it was like fighting the Hyuga Clan's Byakugan and Gentle Fist, where even a soft, light strike carried lethal threat.

But the Hyuga Clan's Gentle Fist was a special attack that struck directly at the body's interior, ignoring external defenses to cause internal injury.

For the Raikage, who formed an outer coat by releasing Chakra externally, it might have had an extraordinary, unexpected effect—the Third Raikage had suffered from it during the First Shinobi World War, which was why he'd been constantly searching for secret arts to temper his internal organs.

But Tsunade controlled her Chakra with high condensation; the Gentle Fist of Hyuga ninjas wasn't much use against her.

The Chakra defense formed in this state could completely ignore ordinary physical attacks.

Yet, this guy's attack before her was entirely beyond her expectations.

Unremarkable, tiny air blades, yet they aimed at her heart, throat, and the back of her head, relentlessly executing a death sentence on her vital points.

Tsunade could feel her condensed Chakra gradually being broken through by the countless air blades.

At the constantly attacked lethal spots, the thickness of her condensed Chakra had already become thinner than elsewhere.

"You... damn bastard!!"

Feeling that ever-approaching threat, an inexplicable unease rose in Tsunade's heart. Veins bulged on her fair, rounded forehead, and near-solid Chakra erupted from within her body.

The dense wind blades coiling around her were all shattered. Her taut, muscular thigh lifted high and lashed viciously toward Yun Chuan.

"Is this the limit of your initial control?"

Seeing this, Yun Chuan frowned slightly, but a hint of a smile quickly appeared in his eyes.

No, it could be stronger!

The next moment, before that leg could whip in like a long whip, his speed surpassed Tsunade's expectations—she could only catch the flash of his explosive figure.

Boom!!

The whip kick missed, striking the wall beside her and instantly caving it in.

A massive spray of stone and gravel burst out, forming a plume of dust in the air—enough to show that even a hasty strike carried Tsunade's terrifying power.

"Are you just going to keep dodging?!"

She pulled her leg back from the ground it had cratered, dragging up a cloud of mud and dust.

Suddenly, her brain's nerves twitched, frantically warning her to dodge.

But why?

That guy's attacks were clearly fragile; as long as she stayed on guard, he couldn't even break through her Chakra...

Yet, just as the thought formed, Yun Chuan before her eyes vanished!

A bone-chilling, icy killing intent erupted in that instant!

It was like a glacier formed from a great river cracking apart, the accumulated torrent beneath the ice unleashing a roar that shook the soul, pouring down toward Tsunade, who looked up from below!

He could still be faster?!

Tsunade's body hadn't fully recovered its stance, but she'd already sensed the source of the killing intent.

Her slightly constricted pupils caught the agile figure above her head.

Reflected in her brown eyes was only that black, ghostly shadow, with the blinding midday sun behind it.

Throat, spine, lungs, liver, carotid artery, subclavian artery, kidneys, heart...

Tsunade could feel that killing intent locking onto her, every point a fatal vital spot, mercilessly aiming to carve her into a pink corpse!

"Don't underestimate me!"

Sensing his undisguised intent, a blazing light of fury leaped in Tsunade's eyes. Her entire body's muscles tensed in an instant, the Chakra condensed on her fist nearly solidifying.

Two astonishing auras collided, shredding each other in the hazy dust.

The next moment, the distance of less than ten meters shrank to zero in a blink.

Woom!!

A sharp hum rang out, like the sonic boom of air being torn apart.

In that instant, Tsunade felt her vision blur.

Yun Chuan seemed to dissolve into a hazy phantom in the air, a Soul Reaper who didn't exist in this world, the scythe he swung wreathed in sharp, screaming currents of air.

Too fast.

Under the air compressed to its limit, the short blade lost its form from sheer speed, moving too quickly to see its full shape.

But Tsunade heard that terrifying, piercing wind howl!

Ssshh!!

Lost Cat: Flash Sheath: Eight Point Assault!!

Unlike her usual close-range slashes, several gleaming blade arcs shot forth.

Bearing a faint golden halo, like the dazzling brilliance of high noon, they met Tsunade's fist head-on!

Boom! Boom! Boom!!

Tsunade swung her fists, shattering several slashes, which scattered and sprayed to the sides.

But those slashes were like a Soul Reaper's scythe of death—once, twice, three times... they clung like a stubborn bone, countless strikes battering the shell protecting her body!

Each one landed on the same spot, the cracks widening and nearing their limit!

Finally, a flicker of shock crossed Tsunade's face as she felt her body buckling under the strain.

Before she could react, a sharp crack rang out.

Pshh!!

Blood sprayed out, arcing in a beautiful curve.

"Damn it!!" Tsunade's body shuddered, a searing pain shooting from her arm as she staggered back, her expression grim.

Yun Chuan landed gracefully, watching Tsunade retreat to a distance as he narrowed his deep blue eyes.

So it can break through the defense.

That means I can kill.

"Let's give it a try," he murmured softly.

But just as Yun Chuan took a step forward, fire suddenly flared in his vision, the air seeming to boil with heat.

It was a torrent of oil pouring down from the sky, igniting into a sea of flames!

"Toad Oil Bullet!"

"Fire Release: Dragon Fire Technique!"

In the distance, a furious Jiraiya puffed out his cheeks, spewing a massive stream of oil from his mouth.

Behind him, several Konoha ninjas were forming hand seals, spitting out concentrated threads of flame from their mouths.

Boom!!

The fire mixed with the raining oil, instantly erupting into a towering inferno.

It surged violently, engulfing Yun Chuan, as if intent on burning him to ashes!

"Too bad, I won't get to see who that was."

Seeing this, much of Jiraiya's anger dissipated, already convinced that the man had perished in the flames.

But at that moment, he felt the air around him grow thick and heavy.

He instinctively looked up into the distance, only for his eyes to fly wide open.

There, within the crimson sea of fire, a shadow warped by the flames gradually came into focus.

"So there were two of them?" Yun Chuan's voice came through, tinged with a hint of annoyance. "Compared to that, I really don't like noisy toads."

Whoosh!!

Severed limbs burned in the swirling crimson flames, the fiery waves churning the ashes of flesh and blood.

And to the eyes of the Konoha ninjas, those raging, surging flames—as they rushed toward that figure—actually parted around him on their own!

Wherever Yun Chuan passed, the fire split and flowed past his sides, ashes scattering and dancing around him, with only the flames licking at his masked face, making him seem like a god or demon.

"Everyone."

Looking at the Konoha ninjas, Yun Chuan said with a soft laugh, "This is a gift for our first meeting."

"Please accept it!"

His originally deep blue pupils now shimmered with a brilliant golden sunlight.

The next second, Yun Chuan raised his hand toward the sky, and the sea of fire twisted into a terrifying fire tornado, sucking everything around it inward.

Amid heart-wrenching screams and wails, Jiraiya's own inferno became a grave for his comrades, the surrounding ninjas all burned to charcoal.

As countless corpses fell as ash, they vanished with the wind alongside the upright figure.

At the same time, Tsunade, who had still been standing, suddenly grimaced in pain, clutching her wounded arm as she collapsed to her knees.

"Ah!!"

Beneath the skin and flesh, something seemed to writhe, the bone-gnawing agony forcing a scream from Tsunade.

Yun Chuan's soft laughter, mingled with Tsunade's piercing cries, echoed and reverberated across the entire Konoha camp.