The Exam Continues

Everything happened so suddenly; Yueshu had never expected Jiraiya to pull a stunt like this.

I have to say.

He is a real old schemer.

"Damn it."

Yueshu had no time to dodge those hands.

He couldn't help but curse, slamming the Kusanagi Sword in his hand into the ground.

Chakra surged into the Kusanagi Sword in an instant, but by then, Yueshu had already been dragged beneath the surface.

It felt as if he had stepped into a void; Yueshu plummeted straight down into the earth, leaving only his head exposed.

"Hah!"

The chakra channeled into the Kusanagi Sword erupted into sword qi, and Yueshu blasted the hole trapping him wide open.

Bang!

A cloud of dust billowed up as Yueshu leaped into the air.

After landing steadily, he saw that Kushina and Mikoto had already been bound by ropes, with two Jiraiyas standing guard beside them.

After what just happened, Yueshu knew that these two Jiraiyas were merely Shadow Clones; the real Jiraiya was still hiding somewhere, refusing to show himself.

Never underestimate the concealment methods of a Jonin; Jiraiya could be anywhere, especially considering there was a technique called Transformation Jutsu.

Are all my teammates down, and is the enemy still lurking in the shadows?

Yueshu scanned his surroundings, his vigilance heightened, his grip on the Kusanagi Sword tightening.

Just then, the two Jiraiyas watching Kushina and Mikoto ignored the two women and charged straight at him instead.

Whoosh! Shuriken flew toward him.

Yueshu kept his eyes locked on the incoming projectiles.

Suddenly, he had an intuition.

Just like Naruto in the original story, transforming into a Fuma Shuriken to catch the opponent off guard.

For someone like Jiraiya, that was not impossible.

Having realized this, Yueshu immediately began weaving hand seals.

"Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"

This was an A-rank ninjutsu used by Madara Uchiha in the original series, and its destructive power was immense.

Flames gushed from Yueshu's mouth; this time, the color of the fire was even more vivid, giving anyone who looked at it a sense of heart-palpitating dread.

Logically, Yueshu shouldn't have been able to perform such an A-rank ninjutsu, but who told him to possess such a monstrous bloodline?

The Senju Bloodline he had drawn previously provided him with a chakra reserve countless times larger than that of an average ninja.

A mere Majestic Destroyer Flame was no problem at all for the chakra capacity inherent to the Senju Bloodline.

The flames of the Majestic Destroyer Flame were incredibly fierce, incinerating everything that stood in their path.

The incoming shuriken were burned to nothing in an instant, and the two Shadow Clones of Jiraiya dissipated into clouds of smoke.

"Toad Oil Bomb."

The sunlight from above was momentarily blocked, and Yueshu looked up sharply.

He saw that Jiraiya had already finished his hand seals, spitting a mouthful of oil from his mouth.

"Fire Style: Flame Bomb."

There was a slight movement beneath his feet, which Yueshu immediately sensed.

Now, he was being attacked from both above and below.

"One of the ninja's maxims!"

Jiraiya's figure drifted in the air, and one could almost see the beaming smile on his face.

"Tornado!"

Yueshu swung the Kusanagi Sword in his hand horizontally with great force; the sword qi gathered like wind, forming a tornado.

With a flame bomb erupting from beneath his feet and an oil bomb falling from above, Yueshu did not panic despite being caught in a pincer attack.

The sword qi transformed into a tornado, enveloping Yueshu like a barrier.

Whether it was the flame bomb from below or the oil bomb from above, both were scattered by the sword qi surrounding Yueshu.

The predicament of being attacked from above and below was thus resolved by Yueshu.

"All is fair in war!"

Jiraiya's voice reached his ears once again.

As the tornado-like sword qi dissipated, Yueshu looked sharply toward the source of the voice.

It was right beneath his feet.

"Earth Style: Headhunter Jutsu."

The same move again!

"I've been waiting for you!"

Yueshu wasn't frightened; instead, he laughed, while Jiraiya, currently underground, began to feel a sense of unease.

Yueshu held a blue and white sphere of chakra in his palm.

"Rasengan!"

Yueshu slammed the Rasengan in his hand down toward his feet.

Bang!

Whoosh!

An explosion rang out, and several shuriken flew out from amidst the dust and smoke.

The shuriken flew through the air, grazing the ropes that bound Kushina and Mikoto, slicing them clean through.

"This is..."

Kushina and Mikoto naturally realized they had been freed; the two women exchanged a glance and immediately prepared for battle once more.

Dang!

"Wild Lion's Mane Technique."

A fierce gust of wind whipped up, scattering the dust and smoke, and Yueshu's figure was sent flying back.

Jiraiya's white hair had struck Yueshu.

Looking over, Jiraiya appeared somewhat disheveled.

His usually sleek white hair was messy, and his face was covered in dust.

Only Jiraiya knew just how perilous Yueshu's sudden Rasengan had been.

Had he not used the Body Replacement Technique in time, the Rasengan would undoubtedly have landed directly on him.

Glancing at the spot where the Rasengan had struck, Jiraiya felt a jolt of shock.

The destructive power was immense; it could already be classified as an A-rank ninjutsu.

Most importantly, it was a seal-less ninjutsu. Without the cumbersome process of weaving hand signs, its speed alone was enough to crush other techniques.

Jiraiya looked at Yueshu, who now had two more people by his side: Kushina and Mikoto.

Did he rescue his companions during the chaos?

Jiraiya watched Yueshu, lost in thought.

The more he thought about it, the more terrifying he found Yueshu to be.

Skilled combat, a calm mind, high individual combat power, and the ability to coordinate with teammates.

Not to mention the previous ninjutsu and this seal-less technique—it wasn't just shocking that an eight-year-old could perform such feats; his chakra reserves alone were enough to stun anyone.

Jiraiya now fully understood Yueshu's capabilities. In his eyes, Yueshu was the most monstrously talented individual he had ever encountered.

Beside him, Minato Namikaze watched in stunned silence, his eyes filled with immense frustration, yet not a hint of defeat.

"Kid, where did you learn that ninjutsu?"

Though he already had his suspicions, Jiraiya still asked; he had to admit, even he found his own theory too terrifying to be true.

"I developed it myself."

Yueshu replied calmly. Minato Namikaze was the same age as him, so it was impossible for him to have developed the Rasengan yet.

Jiraiya secretly gasped, and Minato Namikaze's eyes widened in shock.

Developing his own ninjutsu at this age—Yueshu had successfully stunned everyone present.

"Interesting."

Jiraiya chuckled.

He had to admit that Yueshu had completely exceeded his expectations.

Should he say it was to be expected of a descendant of that legend?

Jiraiya thought of that legend, a helpless, bitter smile hanging on his face.

The bells still hung at his waist, and Yueshu, Kushina, and Mikoto prepared themselves once more.

This time, it would be a direct confrontation.

Jiraiya looked at the three children before him.

Kids these days.

Jiraiya took a deep breath.

They were all becoming stronger than the last!

With a blink of his eyes, a look of seriousness filled his pupils.

The exam.

Continue!