The sharp claws glowing with a faint, eerie green sheen collided with the Rasengan.
In the next instant, shredded by its powerful rotational force, Inuzuka O's sharp claws shattered inch by inch. From the claw tips to the arm, they quickly became a mangled mess of flesh and scattered mechanisms.
But that was fine. Though more than half of its body had been ruined, its mission was complete.
The poison sac in the Inuzuka Puppet's hand had shattered, scattering pale green poison powder. Jiraiya, standing so close, had nowhere to evade!
Even though he had held his breath the moment he sensed danger.
But how could Sasori of the Red Sands' poison be so easily neutralized?
In this world, aside from Sasori himself, only one and a half people could cure his poison.
Tsunade was the one. Chiyo only counted as half.
Thus, Jiraiya's complexion began turning blue-green at a visible rate, accompanied by nausea, vomiting, weakness in all four limbs, dizziness, blurred vision, and a series of other symptoms.
"Ugh..."
Before long, he could only kneel halfway atop Gamabunta's head as he was carried at high speed toward Tsunade.
"The Sannin... are nothing special after all..."
Seeing his greatest poison prove effective, Sasori of the Red Sands' lips curled slightly upward, and he was in an excellent mood.
He then controlled the Aburame Puppet, stepping on a cloud of insects as he flew after them.
Elsewhere.
Clang!
Clang!
Shing!
The battle between Araki and Tsunade remained deadlocked.
Tsunade held the advantage in strength and recovery, while Araki was faster and more technically skilled.
But Tsunade's attack speed was not slow either. Even under Araki's interference, though none of her strikes could fully exert their force, every punch still howled through the air, making it hum and tremble,