Xuan Zhe's injuries grew worse and worse. His face was as white as paper, and a thin trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing his battered state, Jiraiya curled his lips into a sneer.
But just then, Jiraiya's eyes flew wide-Xuan Zhe had suddenly vanished from where he stood.
Jiraiya froze, then hurriedly looked around, but he could find no trace of Xuan Zhe anywhere.
Damn Xuan Zhe, he actually turned invisible and ran! He's far too fast! Jiraiya was filled with frustration. He had never expected Xuan Zhe to flee so quickly. He had not even had time to react, and his body could not move either. All he could do was watch Xuan Zhe slip away right under his nose.
After escaping, Xuan Zhe went straight back to his little room.
The moment he entered, Xuan Zhe reached back and shut the door tight, then sat cross-legged on the bed.
Jiraiya was still standing outside Xuan Zhe's door, preparing to form hand seals again.
But just then, Xuan Zhe's roar suddenly came from inside. "Jiraiya, don't waste your energy! You won't be able to activate any ninjutsu this time!"
Jiraiya paid no heed to his words and activated his technique anyway.
Seeing Jiraiya charge at him, Xuan Zhe frowned. He could not figure out what state Jiraiya was in right now.
"How exactly did you do it? What happened to you? Why has your strength increased so quickly?"
This was what Jiraiya wanted to understand most. The question had weighed on him for a long time, but no one had ever given him an answer.
He knew only one thing-Xuan Zhe was far, far stronger than when they first met. He had to get to the bottom of it, or it would keep weighing