Tobirama Senju's body shot backward.
At the same time, every afterimage left behind by Tobirama Senju and Naruto during their clash vanished.
The watching Jonin stood there with their mouths hanging open, their eyes fixed on Naruto in midair, still holding his punching stance.
The man universally acknowledged as the fastest in the Ninja World had just been thoroughly outpaced head-on.
Tobirama was still flying backward when Naruto vanished from midair.
Hashirama Senju, watching from below, narrowed his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.
He slammed his hands together.
Vines erupted wildly from the ground, lunging toward his younger brother in an attempt to coil around Tobirama.
But Wood Release could not climb as fast as the Flying Thunder God could flicker.
At the point where that punch had landed, Naruto had already branded a jutsu formula coordinate onto Tobirama's body.
The instant his attack ended, he teleported behind Tobirama.
Naruto raised his right hand above his head.
In his palm, he gripped a kunai covered in Curse Marks.
"Time to wrap this up.
Rasengan."
A blue sphere of chakra, carrying the cursed kunai, pressed down toward Tobirama's neck.
It brutally drove the talisman into his body.
With a muffled bang, Tobirama spun as he crashed into the mass of vines below, shattering them in every direction before falling completely still.
One down.
Hashirama Senju's expression darkened.
He could no longer deny it. This junior's talent was so outrageous it made his scalp tingle.
Naruto had inherited Minato Namikaze's title as a genius. Coupled with the natural boost to chakra control from being Asura's reincarnation and possessing Uzumaki blood, the mental energy advantages of being both a transmigrator and someone who knew the future, and his meticulous calculations of every limit of his own combat strength—
Naruto now stood