Many saw it clearly: the moment Ōnoki's Rock Fist collided with Kazan's Iron Fist, it shattered.
Ōnoki was sent flying again. He finally stopped in midair, a hundred meters from Kazan.
His expression was icy. He had not been seriously injured, but he now understood just how formidable Kazan was.
Here was a prodigy who rivaled the Warring States Duo. More importantly, he was every bit as forceful as Madara Uchiha.
He was the Third Tsuchikage, yet Kazan had just stomped him down. It was a humiliation.
No matter what, he wanted Kazan dead today.
He would not let another Madara Uchiha rise in Konoha!
"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!" Ōnoki aimed both hands forward as immense Chakra surged from his small frame.
The technique shot forth like a beam of light, carrying the terrifying power to disintegrate anything it touched.
"A technique's power means nothing if it can't hit its target."
Boom!
The Crimson Lightning above Kazan grew wilder, rolling across the entire battlefield.
Scalps prickled all around. The Ghost of Konoha fought amid phenomena that seemed to warp heaven and earth.
At that moment, many people rolled their eyes back and collapsed. Rock Shinobi and Konoha Ninja alike fell unconscious.
Kazan made no effort to restrain his Conqueror's Haki, letting it strike indiscriminately.
What was happening? Fear gripped many of the onlookers.
They had done nothing, yet the comrades beside them had suddenly fainted.
"That's Lord Kazan's Haki! Be careful. Don't get too close!"
Konoha Ninja who had fought alongside Kazan immediately carried their unconscious comrades away from the battlefield.
High in the sky.
Ōnoki's technique bore down on him. Kazan clenched his fist and punched the air.
"Fist Bone: Impact!"
Haki and Chakra erupted together, compressing the air into a blast that struck Ōnoki's