"This outfit was made for me by Tsunade." Sarutobi Toru slowly removed his shirt, the smile fading from his face. "I'd only worn it for one day before it got wrecked. It won't be easy to explain when I get back."
Beneath the shirt was a densely muscled body. At first glance, it did not look particularly bulky, but in truth, it was as solid as intertwined steel bars. Combined with the terrifying aura around Sarutobi Toru, like some prehistoric beast, it made the eight Kage-level experts present feel a chill run through their hearts. For a moment, none of them dared to attack.
But that intimidation was clearly only temporary. The first to recover was the Third Kazekage.
With a point of his finger, black Iron Sand transformed into a sharp blade and shot straight at Sarutobi Toru's eyes.
The Third Kazekage did not know how Sarutobi Toru had trained his body to the point where it could withstand punches with dozens of tons of force. But his long combat experience had taught him that no matter how sturdy the body became, the eyes remained humanity's most fragile weakness.
Sarutobi Toru gave a faint sneer. He drew in a deep breath, his chest swelling, then opened his mouth and let out a thunderous roar.
In an instant, it was as though a series of thunderclaps had exploded throughout the Kazekage's Office. Every pane of glass in the office shattered.
The Third Kazekage's Iron Sand spikes were instantly shaken apart into loose iron sand. Kinnara, who stood closest to Sarutobi Toru, was left dizzy and disoriented despite the Yellow Sand Armor barely blocking some of the sound waves.
Old Chiyo, right behind him, had a physical body far weaker than Kinnara's and no Yellow Sand Armor to absorb the sound.