"I'd advise you not to make any sudden moves. Otherwise, I might get itchy hands and give you a few more punches. If I fail to control my strength and send you to meet your ancestors, that wouldn't be very good."
At that moment, Uchiha Yan suddenly turned to look at a figure who had just climbed up from the ground and was trying to sneak away—Ōnoki—and leisurely warned him.
Ōnoki: "..."
How was this brat's perception so absurdly sharp?
"Ahahaha! How could that be?"
Ōnoki immediately forced a smile and dryly said, "I've just been lying down for too long and wanted to change positions. Get comfortable again."
"Don't overthink it! Go on, keep doing what you were doing."
He had truly been scared stiff by Uchiha Yan's beating.
That punch from earlier had nearly taken half his life.
If he took another two punches, Kurotsuchi and the others would probably be setting out a funeral feast.
And with that brat's ghostlike speed, plus Flying Thunder God that he could use freely without needing coordinates, escaping to the ends of the earth would still be useless.
So he should just lie down obediently and wait until Uchiha Yan finished fighting those two Tailed Beasts!
If the Tailed Beasts won, that would naturally be best. Then he would be safe.
Even if he surrendered afterward, he would have to pay less compensation.
If Uchiha Yan won, it would not be much different from the current situation anyway.
"That is... Oh no! The Tailed Beasts are going berserk?"
The moment Jiraiya saw what was happening with the two Jinchuriki, his pupils shrank sharply, urgency filling his voice.
As he spoke, he was about to rush over and help.
"Sensei, don't be hasty yet!"
At that moment, Minato reached out to