Above the ruined medicinal bath chamber, a deep crimson shadow born from the pressure between planes hung like a massive branding iron, trying to forcibly smooth out the spatial folds of the Shinobi World.
"Meat! Where's the meat?!"
The boy at the bottom of the pit suddenly raised his head. His eyes, glittering brightly from extreme hunger and thirst, locked onto the "nourishing soup" in the medicinal pool, which still gave off wisps of Spiritual Energy. In his mind, that pleasant scent meant energy, and energy meant survival.
Bang!
Luffy stomped hard on the muddy bottom of the pit, producing a dull crack like a bursting tire. Then, without warning, his right arm shot backward at tremendous speed, carving a visually shocking arc through the pale, warm medicinal bath chamber.
[Gum-Gum Pistol!]
"Watch out!"
Naruto had just been about to rush forward when the oncoming force of the punch blew him half a step back. As the arm stretched, its skin reddened, and the extreme strain on its muscles and bones produced a teeth-grinding rasp.
Fast! So fast that it was almost beyond the Body Flicker Technique's ability to track.
Tsunade, seated beside the pool, had her pupils constrict sharply as Chakra surged wildly around her. As Konoha's violent empress, she had never seen such a bizarre method of exerting force—there was no Chakra flow, no sign of neural recruitment. That fist seemed to have been forcibly "bounced" over by sheer physical inertia.
Just one second before that mud-covered fist smashed into the medicinal bath worth millions of ryo, and before it touched Tsunade's chest, made even more imposing by her tension—
Ye Tian, who had been half-dead against the pool wall, slowly raised one hand.
His movement looked exceedingly slow, like an old man doing morning exercises as he