Morning Peacock opened the Eight Gates up to the sixth, the Gate of View, raising the Iron Fist Saintess's already terrifying strength even further. Countless fist afterimages rubbed against the atmosphere, creating streams of flame that soared like dragons through the clouds.
"Boom!!!"
Konan had no time even to catch her breath before she was blasted apart along with the densely packed Explosive Tags overhead, burning to nothing.
Smoke and ashes filled the sky and earth, raining down.
Such was the terrifying power of a single punch!
Toru Yamashita watched, dumbstruck. Even an Akatsuki Kage Level fighter could not withstand Lady Jeanne's punch. Who in Japan could possibly stop her now? Not even Uchiha Senmon, the foremost Superhuman.
"Sss."
White vapor rose from the arm Jeanne had punched with.
After opening the Sixth Gate, even the Iron Fist Saintess's sturdy body had suffered some damage. Despite the automatic repairs of Medical Ninjutsu, it still ached faintly.
Jeanne spread her wings, her falcon-sharp eyes sweeping through the ashes and scraps of paper filling the sky and earth.
Suddenly, her gaze fixed.
"She's right here! Attack, Yamashita!"
Scattered specks of paper and dust whirled and spun, beginning to gather. Before their eyes, they assembled into the purple-haired woman's head and upper body.
"Yes!"
Toru Yamashita shook his black iron sand wings. Billowing black sand cascaded down, compressing and grinding violently as blue currents as thick as forearms burst out.
"Crackle!"
Magnet Release: Iron Sand Fist.
The electrified giant hand of iron sand shot out, seizing Konan, whose body had only half re-formed, and continuously discharging electricity.
"Ugh..."
Konan's cool, beautiful face grew increasingly cold and stiff.
"This should finish it."
The braided Saintess's eyes shone. Propelled by the Chakra Cannons behind her wings, she streaked past like a meteor and reached behind