Kamehameha!!!

Tsunade crouched beside Feng Xun, and pale green chakra once again appeared around her hands.

Mother of God!!! Chakra Scalpel—this crazy woman really is trying to take advantage of me.

Seeing this, Feng Xun writhed like a mudfish flung onto dry land, desperately trying to escape Tsunade's clutches. Unfortunately, his injuries were far too severe. Though he was not on the verge of death, his internal organs had been damaged.

"Don't move. Behave, and I can at least give you a quick death."

You bastard! You're trying to take advantage of me, and you won't even let me resist?

Feng Xun gritted his teeth and glared at the crazy woman before him. Just as he resigned himself to his fate and decided to throw caution to the wind, a cool current slowly flowed from his chest, repairing his internal organs.

Confused, Feng Xun stiffly raised his head and saw a pair of slender jade-white hands wrapped in pale green chakra, pressed against his chest.

Mystical Palm Technique?

At that, Feng Xun realized he had misunderstood her.

However, just as a trace of gratitude rose in Feng Xun's heart, he heard Tsunade mutter beside him, "This is enough treatment for now. I'll have to treat him a few more times later anyway, so there's no need to waste chakra."

Fuck, what does "treat him a few more times" mean? Is this crazy woman planning to keep torturing me?

While Feng Xun was trembling inwardly, his body was tossed into the air again. Fortunately, Tsunade had treated him once already, and he could now move with difficulty.

In the blink of an eye, Feng Xun adjusted his landing posture in midair. Just before his body hit the ground, he suddenly planted his right hand against it.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

After rolling three times in succession, Feng Xun stood once more opposite Tsunade.

"Brat, not bad. You can actually move again already." Tsunade crossed her arms, somewhat surprised by Feng Xun's performance.

Although she had briefly repaired his injuries earlier, by her estimate, the brat before her should not have been able to move so easily yet.

In truth, Tsunade's judgment was correct. An ordinary person indeed would not have been able to move freely at this point. What she did not know was that Feng Xun was no ordinary person—Saiyan blood flowed through his veins.

In terms of self-healing, Saiyan blood might not compare to the Thousand Hands Clan. But a Saiyan's ability to take a beating, commonly known as being tough as nails, was absolutely among the best.

Just look at how many times Goku had broken his arms and legs, yet still continued fighting. There was no questioning how well Saiyans could take a beating.

Ignoring Tsunade's surprised expression, Feng Xun took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

He forced a fawning smile onto his face. "Lady Tsunade, I admit defeat in this test. I have something to do. Could you please let me leave first?"

Revenge is a dish best served cold. I refuse to believe you can keep blocking me from graduating forever.

Hearing that, Tsunade tried her best to put on a "brilliant" smile and threatened, "Hehe, if you dare leave now, I'll make sure you can never graduate."

What the hell!

At that, Feng Xun could not help cursing out eighteen generations of her ancestors in his heart.

He finally understood why there was no account in the original story of Tsunade crippling her allies. She probably treated every person who was about to be maimed afterward.

Could this crazy woman be trying to rob the cradle? Why else is she clinging to me so tightly?

Feng Xun thought this without any ill intent.

But thoughts were just thoughts. In reality, that definitely could not be it. The two of them were more than a dozen years apart in age. At most, he was a cute young boy; he did not even qualify as a pretty boy. How could she possibly be interested in him?

Pushing aside his messy thoughts, Feng Xun said in a deep voice, "Then may I ask, Lady Tsunade, what will it take for you to let me leave?"

"Beat me. If you can't, then don't even think about stepping off this stage today."

As she spoke, Tsunade contemptuously crooked a finger at Feng Xun, signaling that he could attack at any time.

"Phew!" Feng Xun exhaled the pent-up frustration in his chest and reached both hands into the ninja tool pouch at his waist.

Throwing ninja tools? Tsunade narrowed her eyes.

However, just as she focused her gaze on Feng Xun's hands, he suddenly stepped forward. Without warning, several phantom images of Feng Xun appeared around her.

Clones? No, these should be illusions?

Tsunade pressed her lips together and warily watched the several phantoms around her.

Among the phantoms, Feng Xun's expression remained calm. His figure constantly shifted between the images, revealing neither joy nor anger.

After the battle with the Cloud Ninja, Feng Xun had successfully learned his lesson. This time, he did not rashly attack. Instead, he worked hard to control the qi within his body, preventing Tsunade from sensing his true body.

After being surrounded, Tsunade scanned her surroundings for a long while before praising him. "I have to admit, this move of yours is somewhat interesting. But such simple phantoms can do nothing to me beyond confusing my eyes and ears."

What does she mean? Feng Xun, hidden among the phantoms, frowned slightly.

Heavenly Foot

Before Feng Xun could think further, Tsunade stomped heavily on the ground. Stone pillars carrying the force of landslides and shattered mountains suddenly erupted around her.

The abruptly rising shattered stone pillars disrupted Feng Xun's movements, causing his Afterimage Technique to collapse without a strike being exchanged.

Damn, she can do that too?

Feng Xun retreated to the edge of the arena, somewhat dumbfounded. But immediately afterward, he angrily pointed at Tsunade and roared, "You cheated! You said you wouldn't use Monster Strength. Then what was that just now?"

Hearing that, Tsunade proudly raised her head without the slightest guilt. "That was a ninjutsu I created myself, Heavenly Foot. But don't misunderstand—I didn't use Monster Strength in that attack. If I had, this arena would have ceased to exist long ago."

Fuck, even without Monster Strength, it's this destructive. If she used it, how the hell am I supposed to fight?

I can't drag this out any longer. Otherwise, before this crazy woman knocks me unconscious, I'll run out of strength on my own.

Feng Xun panted lightly as he sensed that less than half the qi in his body remained, and a decision gradually formed in his heart.

Although he did not understand why she had not pressed her advantage, Feng Xun still decided to use his final trump card.

If Feng Xun had merely been puzzled by why Tsunade had not attacked, then Tsunade was now genuinely shocked.

She had discovered that the Immobility Technique she had secretly cast had no effect at all on the brat before her. This did not mean he had broken her genjutsu; rather, he had never fallen under the genjutsu she cast in the first place.

Was it a matter of physique, or something else?

Tsunade felt even more interested in the child before her.

While Tsunade was still thinking, Feng Xun on the other side had finished his preparations as well.

He held both hands in a grasping posture at his waist, and the qi within his body surged into his palms like a tide.

The blinding light, like a firefly in the night, once again drew Tsunade's attention.

"Ha-me... ha-me... ha!" Kamehameha

Feng Xun thrust his hands forward before his chest. A stream of qi like a white dragon crossing daylight streaked across the training ground and shot toward Tsunade, who had only just come back to her senses.