"So this is the so-called Rasengan? It looks pretty good, but its penetrating power is rather lacking." Orochimaru spoke. Indeed, for ordinary ninja, a direct hit from the Rasengan meant death at the very least. But against this special armor, it was somewhat inadequate.
After all, the armor could absorb chakra to a certain extent and also provided a decent increase in defense. The Rasengan was different from Chidori. After a charge, Chidori carried an extremely powerful piercing effect, while the Rasengan did not. Thus, Minato did not hold much of an advantage against this armor today.
"He's testing it. No matter what, it's still a new technique," Li said slowly.
Orochimaru nodded slightly. "Then let's see what this technique can grow into."
In truth, that was the end of the matter. The entire war had been so brief. In just two hours, the Land of Iron's ambitions, once so full of promise, had been extinguished by a bucket of cold water from Konoha. Perhaps some other villages had placed this incident on their desks, but at most, they tossed it into the trash the next second. The war had ended too quickly and too overwhelmingly; they had not even been able to gauge Konoha's current strength.
Barely a month passed before Fugaku came looking for Li again. In fact, Fugaku had completely stopped taking missions by now. He had turned entirely toward politics. Yet after becoming idle, he had more time to deal with Li. "So? With all this free time, has your strength declined?"
"I think you should worry about yourself instead." Li gave Fugaku an exasperated look. Despite possessing the Mangekyō Sharingan, this man was terribly unambitious. Given his talent and natural advantages, he might not have become a top-tier powerhouse, but he could at least have