Admiration shone in Hinata's eyes as she clasped her hands before her chest. "Sakura is amazing... I need to learn from her, too, and become stronger in spirit and resilience!"
Tenten jumped up excitedly, waving her arms and shouting, "Sakura is so cool! That Strength of a Hundred move was awesome!"
Guy, Neji, and Rock Lee.
They nodded in agreement.
Sakura really has a talent for taijutsu.
At the words "Strength of a Hundred," Ino's expression changed slightly, and a trace of apprehension flashed through her eyes. She had heard of Tsunade's Strength of a Hundred—the terrifying power to shatter a mountain with one punch.
Although Sakura's Strength of a Hundred certainly fell short of Tsunade's, it was not to be underestimated.
But she quickly returned to her disdainful manner, her lips curling in a mocking smile. "So what if you have Strength of a Hundred? It's nothing but brute force! You can't defend against my mental attacks!"
She was testing her.
Even a fool should have realized something was wrong by now.
But out of the corner of her eye, she caught everyone's gazes.
They looked at Sakura with approval.
They looked at her with regret.
Why?! Even Qingwu!
I won't accept this.
I developed my own moves, too.
Why won't anyone look at me?
Sakura's trump card had clearly gotten under her skin, and smugness and arrogance surged through her again.
Her hands formed hand seals even faster,
but they were more disordered than before. Her fingers even began trembling faintly, and the fluctuations of her mental energy grew restless, no longer as steady as they had been.
"Then let's find out!" Sakura shouted, lunging forward—her speed was not particularly fast.
She was even a fraction slower than usual, but every step landed solidly, leaving shallow cracks in