Clink, clink, clink.
The puppets' weapons struck the Yamanaka Brothers' crystal-like bodies with crisp ringing sounds.
Yet they did not harm the two of them in the slightest.
"H-How is that possible?"
Shock appeared on Kankuro's face. His puppets were all top-tier creations. How could they fail to inflict even the slightest injury on these two?
It completely overturned his understanding.
After all,
his strength was already comparable to that of a jonin.
"Poison gas!" Though shocked, Kankuro rapidly manipulated his puppets with flashing hands.
A cloud of poisonous mist spread around the brothers.
But the two brothers remained utterly still.
Kankuro was delighted instead. His poison gas had a paralyzing effect. As long as it was inhaled, it would numb the body. No matter how powerful a ninja was, they would not be able to withstand it.
This was one of his trump cards.
"Haha. This trash doesn't know that once we activate our Kekkei Genkai, we don't need to breathe. Our entire bodies have turned into Diamond." Yamanaka Riki burst into laughter. As he watched Kankuro painstakingly attack him, it was as though he were watching a clown.
Yes,
he was watching a clown—a clown who leaped around wildly yet could not hurt him at all.
"Is this the strength of Sunagakure's ninja? If so, stop wasting our time. If you don't hand over the One-Tail Jinchuriki, don't blame us brothers for wiping out your village!"
As Yamanaka Riki spoke, he grabbed a puppet darting about in front of him with each hand.
"Not good, come back!"
Kankuro cried out inwardly and manipulated his Chakra threads, trying to pull the puppets back.
But
the puppets did not move at all in Yamanaka Riki's grasp, and his Chakra threads snapped at once.
"Such childish attacks, yet you call yourself