Qian Ye looked at Pakura hovering in midair, his heart pounding wildly.
It was over.
Completely over.
The hero of Sunagakure had her eyes on him. There was no way he could escape now.
Pakura looked down at Qian Ye, scrutiny in her eyes.
"Since when did Hidden Leaf have a weapon like that?"
Her voice was cold, devoid of any emotion.
Qian Ye's palm was drenched in sweat around the revolver.
He could feel the terrifying pressure radiating from Pakura.
This was the aura unique to a Shadow Level powerhouse.
The absolute confidence of someone standing at the top of the food chain, looking down on the weak.
Qian Ye gritted his teeth and aimed the revolver at Pakura.
He knew the thing probably would not do much to her.
But it was better than standing there and waiting to die.
Bang!
The gunshot exploded through the air.
The bullet shrieked toward Pakura's face.
Pakura did not even bother to dodge.
A fireball floating beside her drifted lazily in front of her.
The instant the bullet struck the fireball, it melted into a glob of molten iron and dripped to the ground.
Qian Ye's heart sank to the depths.
How the hell was he supposed to fight this?
They were not even on the same level.
Pakura looked at the revolver in Qian Ye's hand, a flicker of interest passing through her eyes.
"An interesting weapon."
She raised her hand, and the fireball beside her slowly drifted toward Qian Ye.
"Then leave it to me."
Qian Ye turned and ran.
Chakra surged madly into his legs.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
He stomped the ground ten times in rapid succession.
Qian Ye's figure became an afterimage as he raced toward the Hidden Leaf defensive line.
But before he had run twenty meters, a fireball flew in from the side and blocked his path.
Qian Ye slammed on the brakes, his feet carving two deep trenches into the mud.
The fireball struck the ground, and the heat instantly baked the soil molten.
Qian Ye felt a searing pain across his face, his skin reddening from the heat.
He turned, intending to flee in another direction.
Another fireball dropped from the sky, cutting off his retreat.
Pakura was not seriously chasing him at all.
Like she was toying with prey, she used fireballs to seal off every route Qian Ye could take.
Qian Ye was forced against a massive, charred boulder.
Pakura's fireballs surrounded him from every direction.
The temperature was terrifyingly high.
The edges of his ninja outfit had already begun to smoke.
Pakura slowly approached, a teasing smile on her face.
"You run pretty fast."
A sharp burning pain shot through Qian Ye's backside.
Earlier, one of Pakura's fireballs had grazed his butt and burned a huge hole through his pants.
The scorching pain made Qian Ye suck in a breath.
His situation had reached its absolute worst.
Pakura's fireballs had sealed off every direction.
This woman had no intention of killing him outright. She was slowly playing with him.
Another fireball flew in from the side.
Qian Ye desperately rolled away, his body tumbling twice across the ground.
The heat scorched his back, burning several black holes through his ninja outfit.
Qian Ye climbed to his feet, feeling as though his entire back was smoking.
The expression on his face finally cracked.
"You crazy bitch! Are you ever going to stop?!"
Qian Ye roared at the top of his lungs.
"Are you that desperate for a man?! I'm not interested in you!"
The moment those words left his mouth, the battlefield fell silent for an instant.
Several nearby Hidden Leaf ninja stared at him in stunned disbelief.
A few Sunagakure ninja were equally dumbfounded.
Pakura's face darkened instantly.
The fireballs floating around her became brighter, their temperature rising sharply.
"What did you say?"
Pakura's voice was dangerously cold.
Qian Ye knew he had run his mouth.
But he could not worry about that now.
Although Garp's special training plan had only just begun, this body had already undergone subtle changes.
The muscle strain in his legs had previously been treated by medical ninja using the Mystical Palm Technique. After healing, those forcibly stimulated muscle fibers had become tougher than before.
Combined with how he had constantly pushed his stamina to the limit lately, along with the continuous nourishment of chakra.
His physical strength had already risen by a whole level compared to when he had first arrived in this world.
Though compared to a Shadow Level powerhouse like Pakura, the gap was still vast.
At least he could hold on a few seconds longer beneath the scorching heat.
Qian Ye stared fixedly at the fireballs around Pakura.
His mind raced, searching for any possible chance at survival.
Pakura flicked a finger.
Three fireballs flew toward Qian Ye at once.
They were more than twice as fast as before.
Qian Ye's pupils contracted sharply.
He squeezed every remaining trace of chakra from his body and poured it frantically into his legs.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
He stomped the ground ten times at extreme speed.
Qian Ye became an afterimage, barely evading the first fireball.
But the second fireball followed immediately behind it.
After using Geppo twice in a row, his body was beginning to give out.
A tearing pain ripped through his muscles.
Qian Ye gritted his teeth and forcibly twisted his body.
The fireball brushed past the outside of his thigh.
His pants instantly burned open, revealing skin roasted bright red beneath.
The third fireball came crashing down from above.
Qian Ye had no chakra left to use Geppo again.
He could only dive forward on instinct.
The fireball smashed into the ground behind him.
Terrifying heat swept over him in an instant.
Qian Ye felt as though his ass had been placed in an oven.
A huge section of his pants burned away completely.
He scrambled and rolled across the ground, sprinting forward without looking back.
"How much longer can you run?"
Pakura's voice came from behind him, filled with obvious anger.
Qian Ye ran until he was gasping for breath, mentally cursing Pakura's ancestors for eighteen generations.
The chakra in his body was nearly depleted.
His body was close to its limit as well.
If this continued, he really was going to die here.
Qian Ye's backside burned painfully.
More than half his pants had burned away, exposing the skin beneath, roasted red from the heat.
The sorry state he was in was practically a monument to shame on the battlefield.
But he could not care about that now.
Survival was the only priority.
Dragging his aching legs, Qian Ye fled wildly along the edge of the battlefield.
Pakura followed at an unhurried pace, as if teasing prey.
Every few seconds, she threw out a fireball, roasting Qian Ye until he leaped and dodged wildly.
"How much longer can you run?"
Pakura's voice came from behind him, filled with obvious amusement.
Without looking back, Qian Ye shouted at the top of his lungs.
"I can run until the end of time!"
"If you've got the guts, keep chasing me!"
He had completely thrown caution to the wind.
He was dead either way, so he might as well get a few more insults out before he died.
Pakura's expression darkened further at his words.
The fireballs floating around her became increasingly vivid, their temperature rising to a horrifying level.
Even the surrounding air twisted violently.
Just as Pakura was about to increase the heat and roast this foul-mouthed Hidden Leaf Genin into a dried corpse.
The situation on the right-wing battlefield underwent a subtle change.
As the main force behind Sunagakure's assault, Pakura herself was their greatest deterrent.
The moment Hidden Leaf ninja saw her, they instinctively retreated, not daring to confront her head-on.
But now, Pakura had focused all her attention on hunting Qian Ye.
She had left the heart of the main battlefield to chase a worthless Hidden Leaf Genin.
That seemingly insignificant decision directly threw Sunagakure's offensive rhythm into disarray.
Without Pakura's Scorch Release suppressing them, the pressure on the Hidden Leaf ninja abruptly eased.
The Hidden Leaf Chunin, who had been forced back step by step by Scorch Release, immediately seized the chance to counterattack.
"Quick! Pakura isn't here! Counterattack now!"
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