He hadn't seen Tsunade's figure for the first time, but every time he saw it, he couldn't help asking himself a question from the depths of his soul—
Had the changes over these past two years been a little too outrageous?
Not only was her skin in unbelievably good condition, without the slightest trace of time.
But those two things showed absolutely no tendency to sag under gravity, as if the laws of physics governing them differed from those of ordinary people.
The Yin Seal's effects were way too overpowered.
"Have you stared enough?" Tsunade asked with a smile in her voice.
"Enough, enough." Mirai quickly pulled his gaze away.
"Then let's begin. I won't go easy on you."
As Tsunade spoke, she suddenly moved—her fist shot straight at his face with a howl of wind!
Mirai hurriedly twisted aside to dodge, then retaliated with a backhanded elbow strike.
The two traded blows in the cramped bathroom, the sounds of fists and feet colliding snapping through the air.
Tsunade's Taijutsu was truly no joke. Every move carried ample power and speed, and the flexibility of her body was enough to make anyone jealous—
Leaning back, twisting sideways, spinning kicks—despite being a medical ninja, she fought more viciously than a whole group of Taijutsu specialists.
Mirai had barely been able to hold his own at first, but when Tsunade closed in and wrapped herself around him, his gaze instinctively drifted downward for a moment—
And in that instant, his hands slowed by half a beat. Tsunade seized the opening, threw him over her shoulder, and pinned him to the floor.
"Ugh—!"
Tsunade's chest pressed against his back. One hand held down his shoulder while the other pinned the back of his neck. She leaned over him slightly, looking rather pleased with