The Shock of the Flying Thunder God

The light and shadows on the Sky Screen shifted as the fierce battle continued.

[Minato Namikaze succeeded and immediately pulled back.]

[The Masked Man rose to his feet in a bedraggled state. His left arm had actually turned liquid-like and slowly dripped away, looking incomparably bizarre.]

[Yet he still forcibly steadied himself, looking at Minato Namikaze with a trace of coldness in his voice.]

["You got the better of me. Is this what they call coming and going like a ghost? It seems I truly cannot let my guard down around you, not even for a moment."]

[Before his words had even faded, Minato Namikaze suddenly appeared out of thin air before the Masked Man. His right hand pressed directly against the man's chest, and mysterious black runes instantly emerged.]

["Flying Thunder God Technique!"]

[The Masked Man's heart jolted. His silent thoughts unexpectedly spread clearly to every corner of Douluo Continent along with the Sky Screen's strange phenomenon: So that was it. He had secretly left a mark on me!]

The entire continent instantly erupted in an uproar, cries of shock rising one after another.

"The Flying Thunder God can do that too? It can leave marks on people anytime, anywhere?"

"Doesn't that mean he can teleport instantly to wherever he leaves a mark?"

"This Martial Soul is completely overpowered! With such spatial abilities, he's naturally invincible!"

Inside Spirit Hall's Pope Hall

The light and shadows descended as the battle on the Sky Screen settled into silence.

Bibi Dong watched the scene before her, the corner of her lips curling into a knowing smile as she slowly spoke.

"So that's how it is!

At the moment he succeeded in ambushing his opponent, he not only severely wounded him, but also took the opportunity to brand a mark onto him!

With that, Minato Namikaze alone held the initiative over every advance, retreat, attack, and defense in the battle to come. Truly brilliant."

Yu Zhi nodded in agreement at the right moment. "Teacher, there has always been a saying on our continent: compared to the Fourth Hokage, anyone would seem inadequate."

Bibi Dong gave a slight nod, her eyes full of approval.

"Gentle toward his family, decisive and ruthless toward his enemies. He possesses unheard-of judgment on the battlefield, along with the unfathomable Flying Thunder God Martial Soul. Such praise is indeed fitting!"

"Then he must be the strongest among your Hokage, right?"

Yu Zhi's expression stiffened slightly, becoming somewhat strange as he honestly Responded, "Actually, no. At the academy, they taught that the Third Hokage was the strongest; but the elders of my clan privately agreed that the First was the true pinnacle."

Bibi Dong smiled upon hearing this!

As the Pope, she instantly grasped the hidden twists and turns within those words and calmly exposed them.

"It seems your continent is not peaceful either! This Third Hokage is quite skilled at putting on a show and striking poses."

Yu Zhi stared at Bibi Dong in astonishment!

Why was this woman suddenly so clever now?!

"Brat, what do you mean by looking at me like that?"

Bibi Dong descended from the Pope's jade throne with graceful steps, then reached out and fiercely kneaded Yu Zhi's cheek.

Yu Zhi hurriedly begged for mercy. "I was wrong, Teacher!"

Within the imperial hall of Heaven Dou City's palace, military marshal Ge Long wore a grave expression, his mind deeply shaken.

As a commander who led great armies, he understood better than anyone just how terrifying such an ability was.

Ge Long stepped forward and clasped his hands as he spoke in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, this Flying Thunder God is simply too terrifying! It can leave marks at will, teleport in an instant, and even forcibly transfer gigantic attacks capable of destroying the heavens and earth. Before a powerhouse with such a Martial Soul, thousands upon thousands of troops are no different from empty decorations. No number of soldiers can stop him, and no defense, however tight, can protect vital points!"

Ever since the Sky Screen began broadcasting, Ge Long had been secretly calculating how they could contend against the powerhouses of Naruto Continent should the two continents go to war.

But after witnessing the Flying Thunder God's full power, he could not help but feel a chill run down his spine, his heart filled with helplessness.

Xue Ye was full of emotion as he slowly sighed. "I have always heard that Spirit Hall's Angel Martial Soul and Clear Sky Sect's Clear Sky Hammer stand supreme on the continent. Their strength follows a path and leaves traces to be judged."

"But the Flying Thunder God is strange and unfathomable, completely surpassing our understanding of a Soul Master's combat power."

He turned to Qian Renxue, who had just finished handling the city's affairs and returned to the hall, and asked, "Crown Prince, what do you think of this matter?"

Qian Renxue remained calm, her gaze reflecting a broad perspective as she Responded unhurriedly, "Father, I believe we must closely monitor the Sky Screen's developments. Minato Namikaze's survival will have a decisive impact should we face Naruto Continent in the future."

Xue Ye fell silent for a moment. A hint of complexity flashed through his eyes as he softly sighed, "I only hope... he falls in this chaos."

Meanwhile, atop Clear Sky Sect's mountain peak, the elders watched the Flying Thunder God's bizarre abilities on the Sky Screen. Their emotions surged, and their faces were filled with indignation.

"Utterly despicable! How could there be such a disgusting Martial Soul in this world?"

"Exactly! True powerhouses should clash head-on and compete in strength! Back then, even Qian Daoliu did not dare fight the old sect master to the death face-to-face!"

Tang Xiao's expression was solemn as he spoke in a deep voice. "Fortunately, such a heaven-defying Martial Soul has only appeared in Minato Namikaze so far. If it becomes widespread in the future, if everyone can teleport for sneak attacks and move about from afar, then it will be nothing less than a nightmare for our Clear Sky Sect."

The elders all nodded in agreement, deeply sharing that view as their hearts filled with wariness and unease.

[Mysterious and bizarre black runes suddenly rose up, winding around layer after layer and instantly enveloping the Masked Man completely.]

[His heart sank. In an instant, he understood the situation. This was a Contract Seal. Minato Namikaze intended to forcibly sever his summoning control over the Nine-Tails.]

["From this day onward, the Nine-Tails will no longer be under your control, nor will it belong to you."]

[Minato Namikaze's gaze was icy, his tone devoid of even the slightest ripple as every word rang out with force.

[At that moment, the Nine-Tails, which had been wreaking havoc in the distance, suddenly stiffened. The blood-red Three-Tomoe pupils slowly faded away, eventually turning into cold vertical pupils as it completely broke free from the Masked Man's control.]

[The Masked Man knew that the situation was lost. Unable to control the Nine-Tails any longer, he could gain no advantage by continuing the fight.]

[Facing Minato Namikaze's calm gaze, he vanished into spatial ripples with immense unwillingness and silently departed.]

Inside Spirit Hall's Worship Hall

The Titled Douluo stared intently at the Sky Screen. Seeing those layers of bizarre runes, all of them wore shocked expressions.

Qian Daoliu's gaze was grave as he slowly spoke. "Another strange ability we have never seen before. A Sealing Technique? It can actually sever Ninjutsu directly! The method is far too mysterious."

"That's right, Big Brother."

Golden Crocodile Douluo pondered aloud, "Since it is called a Sealing Technique, its uses surely do not stop at severing Ninjutsu. It may even be able to imprison people!"

Mighty Lion Douluo frowned, utterly perplexed. "They clearly have no support from Soul Skills. Just how did they create all these strange and varied Ninjutsu?"

Thousand Jun Douluo considered it briefly, his tone carrying a note of speculation. "Perhaps it is precisely because they are not bound by a fixed Soul Skill framework that they found another path, forging their own method of cultivation as a substitute."

Falling Devil Douluo said, "In that case, if we set aside Soul Skills, could we also allow Self-Created Soul Skills to flourish and forge an entirely new path of cultivation?"