As the dazzling blade light streaked toward them like lightning, bearing down on the Third Raikage and Ōnoki, both men tensed. Without a moment's hesitation, they leaped away from their positions together, as nimble as birds in flight.
In that critical instant, two choices flashed through Ōnoki's mind: he could maintain his original posture and use his body to withstand the blade light, protecting his waist.
Or he could decisively give up and prioritize survival. At this life-or-death moment, Ōnoki chose the latter without hesitation.
After successfully evading the attack, both men turned their eyes toward the place where the blade light had appeared, wanting to see who had launched such a fierce strike.
Just then, a clear voice rang out. "Tsunade, are you all right? I'm here to support you."
Before the words had faded, a white figure suddenly appeared on the scene like a ghost.
White hair like snow, a stern face—it was Konoha's legendary shinobi, Konoha's White Fang!
"Konoha's White Fang!" Ōnoki cried out, his face filled with disbelief.
"How are you here?!" His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Konoha's White Fang, as if trying to spot some clue on him.
Ōnoki thought to himself that he had clearly destroyed the communications station completely. There was no way Konoha's request for reinforcements could have been sent out.
Moreover, to ensure nothing went wrong, he had specifically arranged for at least two squads of Iwagakure shinobi to set up a powerful barrier around the area.
Though this barrier did not restrict people from leaving, it could effectively block the transmission of all kinds of information. Its purpose was to ensure that no other Konoha personnel would come to aid Tsunade's position during this surprise assault.
Hearing the thoughts behind his opponent's question, Hatake Sakumo had no