Smack, smack, smack!
Thud, thud, thud!
Thump!
Tenten finally lost and fell to the ground. Fine beads of sweat covered her forehead, and there were a few scratches on her legs.
Still, she smiled as she looked at Luo Mang.
"Mang, I never knew you were this strong. It feels like you barely even tried."
Luo Mang walked over and nodded at her words. He really had barely used any strength.
He held both hands out to Tenten, who was sitting slumped on the ground.
Something flickered in Tenten's eyes at the gesture, and then she nodded.
"Mm."
Their hands clasped tightly. Luo Mang could feel the heat radiating from Tenten's palms, proof that she had put her all into the fight.
Her grip on her kunai had been firm, too. She had not been careless.
"Do you have any pointers for me? Maybe some tips or something?"
Once she stood up, Tenten released his hands and tapped her head with a loosely clenched fist as she asked Luo Mang.
She was rather embarrassed to look at him, because she felt she was far too weak.
Luo Mang watched her quietly, his expression calm. "I wouldn't call them pointers. Just a few suggestions at most..."
He then explained everything she would do in the future, hoping to spare her some unnecessary detours.
His instruction had finished, and they had already begun reviewing it, yet Konan still had not arrived. Had she changed her mind?
Of course not...
Instead, shortly after leaving, she had run into someone.
A white-haired man carrying a huge scroll on his back.
Who else could it have been but Jiraiya? Konan and Jiraiya both froze when they encountered each other.
"..."
The last thing he wanted had happened. Jiraiya felt a little panicked. Looking at