Rumble!!!
Whoosh!~
A golden figure flashed past, trailing a blue blade of light!
[Chakra Scalpel!]
The black tendrils were sliced clean through.
But—
There was no one where she had been!
Only a massive crater, almost identical to the one Tsunade had left when she moved!
This was—
Strength of a Hundred!
Tsunade's Strength of a Hundred!
Jiraiya's expression had lost all the playful composure it had shown at the start. At that moment, he was intently watching the battle.
He suddenly felt that the idea behind the book he'd written, The Tale of the Utterly Gutsy Shinobi—no, no, he couldn't deny the ideals in his own book—
Jiraiya suddenly had an idea for a new book!
It would be the legendary biography of a shinobi who had started from nothing at the age of ten and beaten the entire Shinobi World into submission!
Compared to his own Tale of the Utterly Gutsy Shinobi, perhaps most readers would rather see a protagonist who was almost completely illogical: an ultimate genius who could master someone's jutsu in just a few days, use it perfectly, and even modify it beyond recognition.
And now—
That genius stood where Tsunade had been at the start. Looking across the battlefield, it seemed that in this fight, which had lasted less than half a minute, nothing had happened at all. The two of them had simply switched places.
That is, if you ignored the cracks and craters covering the floor of Orochimaru's laboratory.
Orochimaru glanced at his floor with a hint of heartache.
He should've insisted they fight at Root's training ground!
At least then, the expenses could be reimbursed.
But soon, Orochimaru raised his head again, watching Tsunade and Hiroki intently.
"—" Tsunade didn't speak. She was catching her breath.
The battle had only just