Sasori had always been Sunagakure's most gifted genius in Puppet Technique since the village's founding. On top of that, puppet masters developed their combat power early and did not rely heavily on Chakra or physical constitution. Thus, Sasori's current strength was undoubtedly at the absolute peak of Jōnin.
Sasori's grandmother, Chiyo, had even declared that before the age of fifteen, Sasori would certainly become a Kage-level puppet master. He might even become a genius ninja like Shamon, the Second Kazekage—someone who broke through the limits, forged a new path, or rather, expanded the limits of puppet masters.
That was precisely why the Third Kazekage had always attached great importance to Sasori's safety. He had never allowed him to undertake any large-scale missions abroad, which was why Sasori kept shouting about freedom and wanting to run out of the Land of Wind.
"Rena, you can't stop Sasori." The Third Kazekage raised a hand, and tiny grains of iron sand flew out from the Fly Round No. 4 Puppet that Sasori had crashed onto the ground.
"If it hadn't been for me just now, Sasori would've flown straight out of Sunagakure already."
Well, Sasori's Fly Round No. 4 was actually already a fully functional flying puppet. It was just that the Third Kazekage had tampered with it, then used Wind Release to stir up a strange gust, causing Sasori to fall.
"At his current level, staying shut away in the village won't bring him any further progress. A fledgling eagle must face the storm to grow up. It's time to let go, Rena."
As he spoke, the Third Kazekage used iron sand to gather up all the scattered wreckage of Fly Round No. 4.
"Not to mention, flying puppets have been a problem Sunagakure has researched for more than a decade. Yet