Naruto: Come at me! (Please subscribe)

Snowflakes drifted down, and the north wind howled. Above the rushing Naka River, Naruto, Karin, and Hinata had been training on and off under Hanfu's guidance for several months. Their fight had reached its boiling point.

The three darted back and forth, trading blow after blow, shouting and sweating profusely!

Thanks to the Gentle Fist, passed down for a thousand years, and Karin's crafty sneak attacks, Hinata's side had a clear advantage.

But Naruto was tough as nails and stubborn as ever. Even with his face bruised and swollen, he kept howling and fighting back, refusing to give in!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Amid the fierce, rapid sounds of bodies colliding, Naruto caught a glimpse of pink out of the corner of his eye. His whole body jolted, and he instinctively turned toward the riverbank.

Sakura?

A fawning smile crept across Naruto's bruised, swollen face, his stubbornness momentarily forgotten. "Sakura~~ Aah!!"

Smack, smack, smack, smack...

Hinata's palms flew, landing a flurry of blows on the distracted Naruto.

Fortunately, she had only trained her Gentle Fist up to Eight Palms. After the eighth strike, Naruto sailed away like a human-shaped kite.

Hanfu shook his head slightly and flickered over to catch Naruto just before he hit the water.

"Cough, cough!" Naruto spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Naruto, are you okay?" Hinata hurried across the river's surface to the bank, her cheeks flushed. "I'm sorry, I, I..."

She'd been on such a roll that she'd forgotten to hold back. By the time she came to her senses, Naruto had already gone flying.

"I-I'm fine."

In front of Sakura, Naruto refused to admit he was hurt. He even forced himself to joke, "Hinata, you may look soft and gentle, but your palms are really... pretty powerful, ha, haha."

That really