Hope shone in Tenten's eyes. Just as she had expected, the turtle had drawn her opponent's attention. Gripping her long staff, she struck at Temari just below her and cried, "It's over!"
"Excellent timing, and..." Genma Shiranui had sharp eyes. Looking up, he naturally noticed the Explosive Tag attached to the tip of Tenten's staff.
Of course, Tenten would not detonate the Explosive Tag, nor did she need to. As long as she brought it within range of Temari, they could declare the outcome as referees.
Her timing is flawless, and her tactic of using a summoning beast to distract the enemy is well executed...
Clang!
But a clear clash of weapons rang out. Tenten stared in disbelief at the scythe blocking her staff—a weasel wearing an eyepatch held it, standing atop Temari's head.
A summoning beast too!?
"You think you're the only one who can use the Summoning Technique?"
Temari's voice was icy. Her bloodstained fingers rested against the surface of the Three-Star Fan.
Having her trump card exposed before everyone displeased Temari greatly. But more than that displeasure, right now... she did not want to lose.
This is bad! I have to get out of the way...
Tenten's expression changed. Her strike had failed, and suspended in midair, she had nowhere to dodge her opponent's attack!
"Sickle Weasel!"
Temari was not about to give Tenten a chance. Raising her fan in both hands, she swept it upward, sending a powerful tailwind behind the weasel.
Knocking the staff aside, the eyepatched weasel swung its scythe. Its body transformed into countless powerful wind blades that hurtled toward Tenten!
"Damn!" Tenten had not expected her opponent's summoning beast to attack in midair. She hurriedly held her staff in front of her, trying to summon defensive ninja tools...
But she was too