Black Flash of Konoha

As the words left his lips, a massive toad descended from the sky, slamming heavily onto the giant snake that had been launching the attacks.

The sheer weight sent a violent tremor through the ground, felt by every ninja present, and kicked up a massive cloud of dust so intense it bent the nearby trees.

The snake, having taken the brunt of the impact, vomited a mixture of saliva and blood before vanishing with a loud poof.

This technique was none other than the Summoning: Food Cart Destroyer Technique, executed by Qiuyang, who had leaped onto the snake and performed the Summoning Jutsu.

It was funny, really. When Qiuyang had curiously asked his master two days ago how to perform this jutsu—which had saved the day so many times in the original story—Jiraiya had answered him like this:

"Oh, this technique is just jumping onto the target's head, summoning a toad, and using the falling speed and the toad's own weight to crush everything flat—just smash 'em all!"

Since it was a technique Jiraiya had created himself, he had even mimicked the toad's crushing motion in his excitement.

The brutal truth left Qiuyang speechless:

It meant that any thick-skinned, heavy summoning beast could be used for this technique.

He had thought the Summoning: Food Cart Destroyer Technique had some special secret! Otherwise, Minato and Jiraiya wouldn't have used it to suppress the rampaging Nine-Tails.

Turns out, the principle was that simple.

But now, Qiuyang realized that in actual practice, the visual impact and the "cool factor" of the Summoning: Food Cart Destroyer Technique were far superior to a standard, orderly summoning.

He only needed to stand on the toad's head with his arms crossed, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, to feel the worshipful gazes of the ninjas below.

Even if there weren't many people from his own village on the scene.

But honestly, who doesn't love a dramatic, god-like entrance to save the day?

The jonin's eyes held that exact look; amidst his shock, he couldn't help but ask, "You... who are you..."

"A good question. I am the disciple of the Sannin Jiraiya, Qiuyang."

"Are you that genius youth Qiuyang that Lord Hiashi mentioned? You really are as formidable as the rumors say."

The jonin's eyes ignited with excitement as he shouted, his voice filled with the kind of pure worship reserved for the strong.

Oh, oh... that feels good...

No wonder everyone loves this kind of flashy entrance; Qiuyang found that he was already hooked.

He cleared his throat and ordered Gamako—whom he had summoned by burning more than half the chakra in his Eight Trigrams Sealing—to block the remaining giant snake, then leaped down from the toad's head.

He cast a provocative look toward the dense forest where the Sunagakure and Otogakure ninjas were hiding.

From this day on, his name would spread once more, and the obscure, timid yellow-haired boy from before would be completely forgotten by everyone.

He had waited a long time for this day, but it was worth it.

No more waiting.

"Attack."

In the distance, the jonin captains from Otogakure and Sunagakure, who had been staring intently at the giant snake, exchanged glances after seeing one of them dispersed and decided to strike and charge in directly.

Although they knew that anyone capable of summoning such a creature must be powerful, they didn't believe he could defeat all thirty-something of them.

Besides... due to the snake's relentless attacks from the start, there were fewer than five Konoha ninjas left at this entrance capable of fighting.

The advantage was theirs.

"Hmph, I didn't expect Konoha to have such a genius, but what a pity..."

The first to appear at the main gate was a Sunagakure jonin with a square face wrapped in white bandages. As he formed hand seals, he added with a tone of regret:

"You will fall on this battlefield today.

Wind Style: Great Air Cannon."

He took a deep breath and fired four massive, shell-like projectiles from his mouth in quick succession.

The Air Cannon was extremely fast and difficult to see with the naked eye; ordinary people could only estimate its trajectory from the ripples in the air.

"Heh... I'm being underestimated, aren't I? Only two Air Cannon shots for me?"

Qiuyang said with great dissatisfaction, raising his hand to condense a volleyball-sized Rasengan, choosing to collide head-on with two of the air cannons.

In truth, he could have activated his Sharingan to observe the trajectory and dodge, but since he was here to show off in front of everyone in Konoha, it was necessary to make a big scene.

Puff—

When the Air Cannon made contact with the Rasengan, it was instantly shattered by the swirling energy, only managing to drain a tiny bit of the Rasengan's power.

Rasengan: Just a bit of dust on the hem of my clothes, nothing more than a light breeze!

Qiuyang gained a deeper understanding of the Rasengan's power, marveling that it was indeed a technique developed by Minato based on the Tailed Beast Bomb.

Although the basic Rasengan didn't have much impact in the main series, and it was rare to see it kill an enemy, that was only because the opponents were all Kage-level or above.

For the random extras, and the obscure jonin and chunin currently facing Qiuyang, the basic Rasengan was an absolute weapon of mass destruction.

Just look at Naruto; throughout the entire series, whenever his "Talk no Jutsu" failed, he would whip out various types of "balls" to "persuade" others with force.

Whether it was the Planetary Rasengan, Big Ball Rasengan, Ultra-Big Ball Rasengan, Wind Style: Rasenshuriken, or even the Eight Trigrams Sealing-infused Rasengan.

In the Ninja World, there is no problem that a Rasengan cannot solve; if there is, then it's two, three, or countless more—eventually, everything gets resolved.

It can truly be said that one trick is enough to conquer the world, proving that this move is officially certified.

The Rasengan is just strong, it's just awesome!

Qiuyang continued to knead the Rasengan, and seeing that the hidden ninjas from Sunagakure and Otogakure had all emerged, he decided to have some fun with the Flying Thunder God.

"Hey, you uncle Jonin, later you help me throw these five kunai at them, and then the rest... the rest... uh..."

Qiuyang had originally intended to replicate the feat of Minato back in the day, when he had four people throw Flying Thunder God kunai to instantly kill over fifty Jonin.

Although he could currently only teleport to markers within fifty meters of himself, and the number of markers could not exceed six.

But cosplaying a simplified version to build up his reputation would work just fine, right!

Yet, he never expected that when he turned back to look at the few remaining teammates, he would find them all knocked to the ground by the remaining two Air Cannon blasts.

One could only tell they hadn't ascended to the afterlife by their writhing bodies.

Seeing this scene, Qiuyang's jaw practically hit the floor.

No, wait, are we really saying that Konoha Genin are the most powerful? And that Jonin aren't actually called Jonin? These Jonin are just a huge cut below those from other villages!

The captain seemed to see Qiuyang's shocked and helpless expression, and shamefully stated:

"Sorry, I used too much chakra just now, but don't worry, I will just..."

This Jonin forced himself to stand up to help, but reality slapped him right in the face—

He had barely risen before he toppled over again, his head making intimate contact with the ground with a loud "thud."

"Fine, fine, fine, you guys just watch quietly, I'll take care of them right now."

Having said that, he swish-swish-swished, throwing the kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God formula into different positions, and then, in the blink of an eye...

Sharingan.

Ever since the day he became an apprentice and used the Sharingan, he had decided not to hide the secret of his possession of the Sharingan anymore.

"What, how could this guy have a Sharingan?"

As soon as an Otogakure ninja in the group shouted, Qiuyang appeared right in front of him, shoving the Rasengan directly into his face...

After finishing off this Jonin, who had a rather large opening, with the Rasengan, Qiuyang drew the short sword from his waist.

The scene turned into a one-sided slaughter; the few Jonin could still defend themselves, but the Chunin in the team were miserable.

Restrained by the brief genjutsu of Qiuyang's Sharingan and coordinated with the Flying Thunder God, they had their throats slit one by one by the short sword.

The remaining Chunin were scared out of their wits: "Ah, if this isn't a ghost, what is? Run!"

On this day, the Konoha Jonin lying on the ground and the Chunin he led witnessed the birth of what they would call the Black Flash of Konoha.