"Rumble—"
Amid the wreckage-strewn clearing, as Sasuke and Tsunade exchanged a violent punch, a fierce blast of air surged outward in all directions.
"Bang!"
Without question, Sasuke's slender body was sent flying backward. His youthful face looked awful, as though he had been violently struck by a rampaging dragon.
"Crash—"
Like a straight black streak, he instantly slammed through the trunks of several thick trees, snapping them in half.
Only after landing did he struggle to raise his head. His black hair was a complete mess, and the right fist he had used moments ago had been mangled beyond recognition from that single blow.
"Cough—!"
He suddenly bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then he laboriously raised his head again. During that motion, his palm had already fully recovered.
Not far away, the young Konoha shinobi all stood with their mouths agape, staring dumbfoundedly at Tsunade as the dust on the field gradually dispersed.
She stood with one foot forward, and within several meters around her, the ground had sunk evenly in a circle, forming a semicircular crater.
"Th-this is the power of Lady Tsunade's punch...?"
Shikamaru could not help saying in shock.
Beside him, Rock Lee's eyes shone as he gazed at Tsunade with undisguised admiration.
Neji, Shino, and the others, however, remained silent. It was not that they were not awed by the power of Tsunade's punch.
Rather, they had recalled a scene.
During that summit battle which had been forbidden from discussion throughout the Ninja World, they still remembered Tsunade throwing a punch in much the same way.
But...
That man known as a taboo had casually caught it in his hand.
So... compared to Tsunade, whom they now had to look up to, just how powerful had that man become?
No one dared