The Full Rib-Breaking Package

"Whew..." The Third Hokage breathed a sigh of relief.

The Shadow Imitation Technique was an extremely powerful restraining jutsu. As long as there was enough Chakra, even a Genin could keep a Jonin firmly pinned down.

"Ye Fan, you can't kill him. If you do, it'll deal Konoha a devastating blow. The consequences could be far worse than this invasion!"

Nara Shikaku gritted his teeth, sweat pouring down his face. He felt that simply restraining Ye Fan was consuming a huge amount of Chakra—something he'd never experienced before.

"Ye Fan, Mitokado Homura is indeed very important to Konoha, just as he said. The consequences of killing him would be unthinkable!" the Third Hokage said.

"Oh? Is that so? Somehow, I feel like Konoha would be better off without these old geezers."

Ye Fan's lips curled upward as his foot, raised in the air, slowly descended.

"This is—!" Nara Shikaku was aghast. He felt that he couldn't restrain Ye Fan at all. Their strength wasn't even in the same league!

"Lord Third Hokage, I can't hold on much longer!" Nara Shikaku kept pouring in Chakra, and in the blink of an eye, he was nearly exhausted.

"Ye Fan, stop!"

"Earth Style: Earth Flow Wall!"

"Water Style: Water Prison Technique!"

The Third Hokage and the Anbu representative attacked at the same time, trying to stop Ye Fan.

A wall of earth surged from the ground, blocking Mitokado Homura.

Water formed into a series of rods around Ye Fan, attempting to restrict his movements.

In the Hokage's Office, everyone who could fight had stepped in, except for Danzo.

Watching this unfold, Danzo showed not the slightest concern. If anything, he hoped Ye Fan would kill Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu.

If the two of them died, along with the Third Hokage, Danzo would only have to kill Ye Fan for Konoha to become his alone, with nobody left to oppose him.

Ye Fan glanced at the jutsu striking him, but couldn't summon even the slightest interest.

In his eyes, jutsu of this caliber were pathetically weak.

Ye Fan exerted a little force, and all the jutsu dispersed in an instant.

Crack!

Ye Fan's foot came down on Mitokado Homura's chest, just as expected.

The moment it made contact, every one of Mitokado Homura's ribs shattered!

"Pfft!"

The tremendous impact and searing pain made Mitokado Homura spew a mouthful of blood. He coughed a few times, then passed out cold.

The Third Hokage rushed to Mitokado Homura's side and hurriedly placed his fingers against his neck.

"Thank goodness, he's still breathing!"

Only after learning that Mitokado Homura hadn't died did the Konoha leaders in the Hokage's Office finally let the weight lift from their hearts.

Nara Shikaku was so exhausted that he collapsed to the floor. The Shadow Imitation Technique had nearly drained every last bit of Chakra from his body.

"He's unbelievably strong. What a troublesome guy. We're not even in the same league—I can't compare to him at all!"

"That was terrifying. If he'd wanted to kill me, I think he could've taken me out in an instant!"

A glimpse was enough to reveal the whole picture. The Anbu representative was also deeply shaken.

Though they'd only exchanged blows for a brief moment, he could clearly see just how enormous the gap between him and Ye Fan was.

Ye Fan glanced at Mitokado Homura, lying unconscious on the floor, then kicked him over to the base of the wall. After that, he calmly walked toward Utatane Koharu.

"You old hag, I was asking my questions just fine, but you had to butt in. I was going to let you keep hopping around a little longer."

"Since your partner's already gotten the full rib-breaking package, you should get one too."

As he spoke, Ye Fan raised his foot and brought it down toward Utatane Koharu's chest.

"Ye Fan, stop! She can't take any more of this. If you kick her, she'll die!"

The Third Hokage shouted in desperation, but there was nothing he could do to stop him.

The Konoha leaders' eyes all turned to Utatane Koharu.

Their faces were filled with worry, and the Land of Fire's representative even covered his eyes, unable to watch.

"Ye Fan, stop."

Just as Ye Fan lifted his foot, a familiar voice reached his ears.

Then Jiraiya, his long white hair hanging down, slowly entered the Hokage's Office.

Like Ye Fan, he'd climbed in through the window.

Seeing Jiraiya enter, Ye Fan sighed and lowered his foot.

He'd sensed Jiraiya following him a long time ago; he'd just pretended not to notice.

Long ago, Ye Fan had discovered the first ability of the "qi" inside him: heightened perception.

He'd found that anyone with Chakra in their body was impossible to hide from, as long as they were within the range of his "qi"—no matter how well they concealed themselves.

In other words, in this world, nobody could ever launch a surprise attack on Ye Fan.

No matter how ingenious the concealment method, as long as Chakra flowed through their body, they'd be as exposed as someone with their clothes stripped off...

"Lord Jiraiya, you're finally here! If you'd been any later, they probably would've torn the Hokage's Office apart!" the Land of Fire's representative complained.

When Nara Shikaku saw Jiraiya, his heart finally settled.

He seriously suspected that Ye Fan's strength was already approaching Jiraiya's.

The worry on the Third Hokage's face also faded away.

He believed that as long as Jiraiya was here, Ye Fan wouldn't do anything reckless.

"Jiraiya, what are you doing here? Weren't you cleaning up the mess over there?" Ye Fan rolled his eyes, asking the question even though he already knew the answer.

Jiraiya had lived with Ye Fan for ten years, so he naturally understood what he meant.

"You brat, you can't even call me Master! It's always 'Jiraiya this' and 'Jiraiya that'!"

Jiraiya punched Ye Fan on the head, grumbling as he did.

Everyone watched, their mouths twitching, and silently gave Jiraiya a thumbs-up.

The vicious guy who'd left them helpless had just been punched like that—and, most importantly, he hadn't hit back. They couldn't help but envy him.

"Jiraiya, that hurt! Do you believe I'll punch you back?"

"You brat, still not going to call me Master?"

Jiraiya raised his fist again.

"Fine, fine! I'm not going to trade insults with you!"

As the Konoha leaders watched the pair of jokers, they seriously wondered whether the person who'd just had them all gasping for air was really the same man.

After taking a few more punches from Jiraiya, Ye Fan sat back down in his chair, still looking as carefree as ever.

The difference this time was that no one present dared to underestimate him.

Danzo stared intently at Jiraiya and Ye Fan. Their closeness was beyond anything he'd imagined.

Dealing with Ye Fan alone had already given him a serious headache.

With Jiraiya added to the mix, he had even less idea what to do.

"Piece of shit, what are you staring at? Want to try the full-body bone-shattering package ahead of time too?"

Ye Fan pointed at Danzo, speaking calmly, as though defeating the Kage Level powerhouse would be as easy as eating or drinking.

"What, got a problem with that? Don't think that transplanting a few Hashirama Cells and implanting a few Sharingan in your arm is enough to scare me!"

"What?"

At those words, everyone was stunned and stared at Danzo in disbelief.

There was so much packed into Ye Fan's words that it was practically an explosive revelation!

Danzo was even more shocked. He couldn't believe anyone knew about his secret.

After all, he'd already killed everyone who'd helped implant the Hashirama Cells in him. There shouldn't have been anyone else who knew about it.