All Chakra Natures Melt into One Sphere

The carriage came to a smooth stop at the entrance of the venue.

The car door opened from the outside, and the butler bent slightly and reached out to help Miya out of the car.

Miya's feet touched the ground, her legs still a little weak.

Hiroshi followed behind her, and almost missed a step when he got off the car. He had to grab the door to steady himself.

There was a long queue at the entrance of the venue, all of whom were ordinary audience members.

Their side was different; a red carpet was laid out at the entrance, and people were already waiting there to greet us.

"Mr. Nohara, this way please."

Hiroshi nodded and followed behind, with Miya linking her arm with his.

The VIP section was already quite full, with people dressed elegantly and behaving gracefully, clearly nobles from the capital.

Each chair is separated by a small table with teacups, tea, and snacks.

The guide stopped in front of a row of seats.

Shin-chan spotted Ai immediately. She was sitting in the first row, wearing a light pink kimono, with three empty seats next to her.

Next to him was the Third Hokage, sitting in the middle of the first row.

The person leading the way bowed slightly. "Please sit down."

Hiroshi's legs felt a little weak, Miya gently nudged him from behind before he finally took a step forward.

Shin-chan had already sat down, placed Shiro at his feet, picked up a snack from the table, took a bite, and said, "Delicious."

"They've arrived."

Shin-chan chewed on a snack and mumbled, "Hello, Grandpa Hokage."

"Shin-chan, are you comfortable sitting here?" The Third Hokage turned around.

"Comfortable." Shin-chan bounced twice on the chair. "It's softer than our chair at home."

Hiroshi quickly bowed. "Hokage-sama."

"You're here to watch a game, so don't be shy." The Third Hokage glanced at the snack in Shin-chan's hand. "Is it good?"

"It's delicious." Shin-chan took another piece. "Want some?"

The third generation laughed, "You eat it."

Ai sat on the side, separated from Shin-chan only by an armrest.

Shin-chan finishing his snack, Shin-chan glanced at her. "Aren't you tired of sitting so upright?"

"Not tired."

"You're lying, sitting up straight is definitely tiring," Shin-chan said. "Mom makes me sit up straight, but I get tired after a while."

Ai didn't say anything, but her back relaxed a little.

The match began quickly.

The first two to enter were Konoha Genin and a short ninja from a small village, who was carrying a short sword.

The referee waved his hand, and the two men Charged Up.

The Konoha Genin very fast; he dodged several of the opponent's attacks, and with a sweeping kick, he knocked the man down and pinned him to the ground.

"The victor Uchiyama Akiya!"

A cheer erupted from the audience, a mingled sound of applause and whistles.

The VIP section was much quieter, with only a few scattered claps, all very reserved.

Shin-chan rested his chin on his hand, glanced at it twice, and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Hiroshi asked.

"There aren't any pretty older sisters," Shin-chan shook his head, "They're all boys."

Hiroshi whispered, "It's not a beauty pageant."

"You can have Pretty Big Sister too."

Hiroshi know how to respond, so he pretended to watch the game.

The second match started quickly.

A Ninja from Sunagakure walked onto the stage, wearing a sleeveless backless dress and tight shorts.

Opposite him was a Konoha Genin, very tall, with his hands wrapped in bandages.

The referee announced the start, and the two fought back and forth for more than ten rounds. The Konoha Genin's attacks were fierce, with punches and kicks flying, but the Sunagakure Ninja kept dodging, and the atmosphere on the field gradually became heated.

"Go Konoha!"

"Hit her!"

The shouts from the audience were deafening.

The VIP section remained quiet.

Suddenly, the Ninja from Sunagakure stopped.

She raised one hand, and an orange-red sphere materialized in her palm, instantly drying out the air.

The Konoha Genin froze for a moment, then took a step back, but the ball had already flown towards them.

He dodged to the side, the ball grazed his shoulder, instantly scorching a patch of his clothes. Before he could regain his balance, the ball bounced back and stopped behind his head.

"The winner Pakura!"

The referee's voice echoed throughout the field.

There was a moment of silence in the stands, followed by scattered applause. Konoha had lost, and everyone was a little taken aback.

Shin-chan's eyes widened. "Wow, what's that?"

Hiroshi didn't recognize the technique either. He scratched his head and muttered, "It looks like... a secret technique from Sunagakure?"

The Third Hokage put down his teacup, his gaze still fixed on the scene.

"That's Scorch Release."

Shin-chan blinked. "Scorch Release?"

"Hmm." The Third Hokage Chakra. "A high-temperature sphere created by the combination of wind and fire Chakra; once hit, the body's moisture will evaporate instantly."

"Combining the attributes of wind and fire?"

"Yes." The Third Hokage nodded. "This is Kekkei Genkai; not everyone can do it."

Shin-chan gave a thoughtful "oh," then continued, "What would happen if all the Chakra natures were fused into one ball?"

The Third Hokage paused, then turned to look at Shin-chan.

Shin-chan was still watching the game and seemed to have just asked the question casually.

The Third Hokage was silent for a moment, then put down his teacup. "No one has ever performed that kind of technique before."

"Why?"

"Because it's too difficult," the Third Hokage said. "Each attribute has its own properties. To make them not conflict or repel each other, and to integrate them together, requires not only talent, but also luck."

Shin-chan thought for a moment, "That must be really amazing."

"I think so." The Third Hokage looked at him and suddenly smiled. "Maybe you can do it."

"I'll make one for you later." Shin-chan nodded, then looked back at the arena.

The third generation paused for a moment, then laughed even harder, "Alright, I'll be waiting."

Hiroshi listened from the side, his mouth slightly agape. "Creating a Ninjutsu that combines all attributes?"

Miya whispered from behind, "What is he saying?"

"I don't know." Hiroshi looked at her; the fusion of all attributes was beyond his comprehension.

Shin-chan seems to have forgotten about it, swinging his legs back and forth. "Are there any Pretty Big Sister in the next game?"

The Third Hokage overheard this and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Miya whispered from behind, "Shin-chan, don't talk nonsense."

I didn't say anything wrong.

"What you just said was nonsense."

"I'm asking seriously."

Miya a deep breath, about to continue, Hiroshi pulled her back. "Forget it, let's make him Xin Dian today."

Miya shut her mouth and glared at Shin-chan- chan.

Ai sat beside her, holding a delicate fan and gently fanning herself.

The third match began, and two people he didn't recognize came up to play ping-pong.

Shin-chan watched for a while, then yawned and slumped into his chair.

Hiroshi asked quietly from the side, "Tired?"

"No," Shin-chan shook his head, "There aren't any pretty older sisters."

It'll be over soon.

"Oh." Shin-chan took another snack from the table, stuffed it into his mouth, and bulged his cheeks.