Lightning Explosion, Attack of Mutual Destruction

Hearing Jun Tianlin's confident, arrogant, and brazen tone, the laughter on Yamamoto Ichiki's face vanished instantly, replaced by a dark, stormy expression. The killing intent radiating from his body surged uncontrollably due to his mounting rage.

"Kid, according to you, you intentionally took my sneak attack, faked a serious injury, and lured me out just to kill me here?"

"Hmm, let me think. That does seem to be the case. But then again, that palm strike of yours earlier really hurt. It really... hurt a lot!"

Blinking his large, dark eyes, Jun Tianlin offered a pure, innocent smile, looking for all the world like he wasn't lying. It really did hurt just now, you know?

The next second, seeing Jun Tianlin mocking him, a "＃" vein popped out on Yamamoto Ichiki's forehead. The veins on his temples throbbed, his eyes filled with fury and violence, and the killing intent on his face practically coalesced into a solid mass.

"Kid, I admit it, you've truly angered me. The price for provoking me is a miserable one. Today, I'll show you the difference between a veteran who has survived the slaughter of the battlefield and a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you. Combat is no child's play! Die, you loud-mouthed bastard!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yamamoto Ichiki vanished from his spot and reappeared behind Jun Tianlin. His right hand crackled with deep blue lightning as he punched fiercely toward the back of Jun Tianlin's head.

BANG

A loud thud echoed through the night, followed by a spray of white bone fragments that vanished into the pitch-black darkness.

"Heh heh heh, it seems your skills don't quite match your big talk. Compared to your bluster, your Chunin-level strength is a bit too low, isn't it? You couldn't even break my basic bone shield defense. You're a piece of trash, Yamamoto Ichiki!"

Finishing his sentence, Jun Tianlin stood perfectly still, mocking him with every word.

"Shikotsumyaku, Bone Drill Assassination!"

Not giving Yamamoto Ichiki behind him a chance to strike again, Jun Tianlin, relying on the power of the Shikotsumyaku, launched his own attack first.

SWISH

Almost simultaneously, a dense series of crisp sounds erupted. Countless bone spikes suddenly erupted from within Jun Tianlin's body, transforming him into a human hedgehog of bone.

"AH!"

Yamamoto Ichiki, never expecting Jun Tianlin's body to sprout countless spikes, let out a heaven-shaking howl under the near-cheating attack. He quickly pulled back his right hand, which had been pierced through by the bone spikes.

Turning around, Jun Tianlin looked at Yamamoto's right arm, which was riddled with holes and bleeding profusely, and delivered another ruthless blow.

"Hmph, I said you were trash, and trash you are. A dignified Chunin who can't even dodge an attack like that? I really wonder if the scroll's report about you killing three Chunin of the same level is even true. But none of that matters now, because I'm about to grant you release. Die, Bone Drill!"

A trace of cruelty flickered in his eyes. The bloodlust inherent to the Kaguya Clan, stirred by the sight of blood, began to excite Jun Tianlin, revealing a deeply hidden sense of pleasure.

Of course, Jun Tianlin, already caught up in the excitement, didn't notice this deeply buried pleasure, instead viewing it as a natural emotion to feel when facing an enemy.

Watching Jun Tianlin charge toward him with his right hand completely encased in a rotating, conical white bone, Yamamoto Ichiki's eyes turned wild. Enduring the excruciating pain in his right hand, he raised it and quickly formed hand seals.

"When I became a ninja, you brat weren't even out of your mother's womb yet! If you want to kill me, then let me take you down with me! Lightning Style: False Darkness!"

Amidst Yamamoto's frantic roar, a mass of dark blue lightning erupted from his hands, flying into the dark sky with the sharp, piercing screech characteristic of lightning.

"A mere B-rank ninjutsu wants to kill me? Even if it's known for having the strongest offensive power, Lightning Style won't cut it. Bone Drill, Rotating Attack, break!"

From within the dark blue lightning, Jun Tianlin's crisp shout suddenly rang out.

The next second, the lightning was shattered and vanished, replaced by a rotating bone drill that filled Yamamoto Ichiki's vision.

PUFF

With a dull thud, the rotating bone drill in Jun Tianlin's right hand pierced directly into Yamamoto's body, spraying a mist of blood.

Compared to Naruto's Rasengan, the offensive power of Jun Tianlin's rotating bone drill was entirely different. After all, while both involve rotation, the former relies on impact and the explosive energy of the rotation to deal damage, while the latter relies on the physical piercing power of the rotation. Their nature is different, so there is no comparison.

Feeling the searing pain in his chest, Yamamoto Ichiki knew he was done for. To lose to a brat who hadn't even grown his hair out yet—how incredibly frustrating!

"Hahahaha! Even if I die, I won't let you have it easy! Come with me to meet the previous Raikage! Lightning Style, Lightning Explosion!"

At the final, desperate roar of the maddened Yamamoto, Jun Tianlin's deep black pupils constricted, and a chill surged from the depths of his heart.

Instinctively, Jun Tianlin unleashed the strongest defensive technique he could currently muster.

"Shikotsumyaku, Dance of the Larch!"