When everything settled, people stared at the still-restless sea, unable to recover their senses for a long time.
Then countless gazes turned mechanically, fixing firmly on the young man's back.
Gekkō Raito merely lowered his head indifferently, surveying the corpses of the rebel ninja on the ground.
In the distance, Kisame Hoshigaki rushed over with the main force.
Before they even reached the scene, the apocalyptic upheaval out at sea had frightened them.
At that moment, everyone's eyes focused on this man!
That last strike had not been Ninjutsu at all. It had been a miracle! He had shaken an entire ocean single-handedly.
How vast must his chakra reserves have been? What level of understanding of Water Release would it take to reproduce a natural disaster like that?
"Gulp."
Many Mist Ninja swallowed with difficulty, their Adam's apples bobbing.
Even the Jonin who thought so highly of themselves now looked at Gekkō Raito with humility and awe written all over their faces.
If teaching them the Breathing Technique had earned their respect before, now what they felt was fear and reverence from the depths of their souls.
Mei Terumi's heart was pounding too, but she keenly picked up on the changes in the emotions of those around her.
With this battle, Gekkō Raito had completely won over Kirigakure's military.
Across the entire Shinobi World, there probably wasn't another person capable of creating a spectacle like this.
It would be an affront to heaven if someone like him didn't become Mizukage!
A sly smile curved Mei Terumi's lips as Gekkō Raito turned to look at her.
The mature beauty suddenly went limp, pressed a hand to her forehead, and fell straight backward.
Gekkō Raito reacted swiftly, darting over and catching her soft body securely.
"Lord Mizukage!"
"What's wrong, my lord?"
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