Three Tons of Weights and the Four-Ton Threshold

"What is this?"

Sakura's voice trembled.

"Weights."

Yaonai answered as naturally as if it were nothing.

She bent down and unfastened the two weighted guards around her calves.

Boom! Boom!

Two more deafening crashes rang out.

The ground shook again, and gravel sprayed from the edge of the deep pit.

Ino stumbled back sharply, nearly getting hit by a flying stone.

Before she could steady herself, Yaonai removed the weighted belt from around her waist.

This time, the sound when the belt struck the ground was even more terrifying.

Rumble!

The entire stretch of ground seemed to have been violently smashed by something heavy.

The ground directly beneath the belt collapsed, forming an even larger crater. Several weights lay quietly at the bottom, while dense cracks had already spread all around them.

Sakura's mouth hung open, and for a long time, she could not form a complete sentence.

Ino stared fixedly at those weights, with only one thought left in her mind.

Just how heavy were those things?

Yaonai had been wearing them while accompanying Sakura and her around Myriad City?

They had walked from morning until afternoon.

They had gone into shops, bought things, and eaten snacks along the way, barely stopping at all. Yaonai had remained completely composed the entire time, without even a hint of uneven breathing.

Yet now, those inconspicuous wrist guards, leg guards, and belt had smashed deep pits into the ground the moment they fell!

Ino came from the Yamanaka Clan.

Her father, Inoichi Yamanaka, was a Konoha Jonin and the clan head.

Jonin could use powerful ninjutsu, and their bodies and strength far surpassed ordinary people's, but Ino had never seen her father wear such outrageous weights.

Never mind wearing them while strolling around all day.

With such horrifying weight pressing down on