Two People's Egg Pain

"You seven morons!"

Even though the seven individuals before him were all respected elite Jonin, Nara Chiharu, who had completely lost his temper, couldn't afford to care about that. He had long known that the Senju Clan were thick-skinned, but the scene before him was completely beyond his expectations:

"Have you gone mad? I know you want to kill a lot of enemies, but don't go too far. This jutsu can at best inflict heavy casualties on low-level cannon fodder ninja; it won't pose much of a threat to high-level ninja. I still need you to deal with the Sand Ninja's elite forces!

Who else but you can handle the Sand Serpent's Fang, the Flowing Sand Blood Blade, the Venomous Earth Spider, or the Blood Sand Trio?"

"A ninja must… give it their all!"

As if finally catching his breath, one of them, a burly man with a black armor and a full beard, spoke with firm conviction:

"A ninja should unleash an absolutely brilliant strike; this is my ninja way, Senju Okamoto's!"

"Ninja way, my foot!"

Looking at Senju Okamoto's heroic expression and the six nodding Senju Clan members beside him, Nara Chiharu felt an unbearable ache in his balls. There were two ways to become a high-level ninja: one was to be an all-around ninja with both intelligence and jutsu reaching the target, and the other was to disregard intelligence and reach the pinnacle of ninjutsu as a force-deterrent ninja!

Unfortunately, the seven people before him were the type who completely disregarded intelligence and poured all their skill points into ninjutsu. At their level, mere scolding wouldn't solve their brainless problems anymore!

"Medical team, bring me the chakra recovery potions and force-feed them all. Don't stop until I say so!"

Although most of the ninja had already charged out after releasing their third ninjutsu, a considerable number of ninja remained at the command center. To treat injured ninja returning from the battlefield in a timely manner, Medical Ninja made up more than half of them. Hearing the commander's words, several Medical Ninja who had been waiting nearby quickly brought over several barrels of potions. At Nara Chiharu's signal, they forced open the seven's mouths and began force-feeding them from the potion barrels!

This "bold" method of consuming potions made the seven elite Jonin of the Senju Clan's expressions change instantly as they futilely dodged the potions that could have drowned a person.

"Ugh… ugh… Nara Chiharu, we're good brothers…"

One of them, a bald man of similar age to Nara Chiharu, played the friendship card:

"I gave a lot of money at your son's full moon banquet!"

"Enough nonsense!"

Nara Chiharu's face turned ashen:

"If you had even a little bit of brains, I wouldn't have to do this to you now!"

"Ugh… ugh… Kid from the Nara clan, I'll let you off today since you're younger. Let us go immediately, and I can pretend this never happened!"

Seeing the bald man fail, the bearded man immediately played the elder card:

"I'm your elder, after all. You should know when to stop!"

"Do you think I want to do this?"

Nara Chiharu gritted his teeth, looking at the bearded man with a plastered smile:

"I'm feeding you the top-tier potions! Other ninja can recover their chakra with a small bottle, but you guys need a whole barrel. I…"

"Ugh… ugh… ugh…

No, let go of me!

Ah, I can't take it anymore!

Ah, there are so many hands on me, you've soaked me through, it's so sticky!"

Before Nara Chiharu could finish speaking, a woman's choked sobs came from not far away. Nara Chiharu's eye twitched uncontrollably. Looking at the only female ninja among the seven, Senju Kahui, who was uttering such ambiguous words during the perfectly normal process of replenishing potions, he almost exploded on the spot!

Nara Chiharu clenched his fists and spoke coldly to the Medical Ninja holding Senju Kahui:

"Force-feed her another barrel!"

After all, they were elite Jonin of the Senju Clan. Whether it was their lineage as descendants of the First and Second Hokage or their own strength, they were existences of prominent status. The ninja force-feeding them was about to offer a few words of persuasion, but seeing Nara Chiharu's icy expression that could freeze flames, he wisely chose to shut up and accept the order!

Logically speaking, these Medical Ninja, who had only just reached the level of ordinary Genin, shouldn't have been able to restrain seven elite Jonin. However, with the cooperation of the Senju Clan members who had incapacitated themselves through their own recklessness, the Medical Ninja successfully completed Nara Chiharu's task.

When the Medical Ninja dispersed, the only ones left were the seven elite Jonin of the Senju Clan, who had gained three sizes and were lying on the ground. The sole female ninja, Senju Kahui, lay on the ground in despair, looking as if she were ten months pregnant!

"Hurry up and digest the potions to recover your chakra…"

Nara Chiharu, completely disregarding the angry glares from the seven Senju Clan members, turned his attention to the battlefield:

"I hope you'll fully recover before the enemy's elite forces make their move!"

Zhou Duan, who had charged onto the battlefield long before, was unaware of the potion-force-feeding scene. Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't have cared at his current state. Hidden in the shadow of a protruding rock root that had emerged from the ground due to Earth Release, Zhou Duan watched the ninjas constantly clashing on the surrounding battlefield, only feeling a wave of frustration.

Before charging, he had repeatedly warned his three teammates to stay together and not to separate. But once they hit the battlefield, Namikaze Minato, who had always been gentle and cheerful, was stimulated by the fierce battle and charged out with bloodshot eyes in the first instance!

Senju Nawaki, unwilling to be outdone, immediately charged in another direction. Hyuga Hyakusho, the only one who remembered Zhou Duan's words, wanted to stay with Zhou Duan, but before he could make a move, he was grabbed by an extremely excited Nawaki and they disappeared!

Zhou Duan still remembered Hyakusho's helpless and utterly exasperated expression at the time. His 360-degree Byakugan defended against attacks from all around, but it couldn't defend against Nawaki, his own teammate. He probably thought Nawaki was pulling him away to dodge hidden projectiles!

This wasn't the most annoying thing for Zhou Duan. What was most annoying was that other teams were forced to separate passively due to enemy attacks.

His own squad, on the other hand, withstood the first wave of the fiercest assault. They had intended to stabilize their formation and continue steadily, but before they could even be defeated by the enemy, their team had already fallen apart, leaving him alone!

With a long sigh, Zhou Duan summoned a Ninja Turtle. Just as he was about to leave to find Nawaki and the others and give them a stern lecture, his vision was suddenly filled by a figure with their back to him!

Zhou Duan thought for a moment, then patted the shoulder of the Sand Ninja in combat uniform who was crouching in front of him, thinking he was well-hidden. As the Sand Ninja turned around in terror, Zhou Duan cruelly delivered a special Senbon kill!

… I set the automatic release, but I got the time wrong and only just realized it!

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