"Roar!"
Shukaku was utterly enraged. As a Tailed Beast, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
"You brat who doesn't know his place!"
His enormous tanuki body leaned forward, and his huge mouth, covered in violet markings, opened wide.
The surrounding air seemed to be sucked dry by a superpowered exhaust fan, rushing madly into his mouth.
Shukaku's belly bulged high. A roar like pumping bellows came from deep in his throat, and his coin-shaped eyes brimmed with savage killing intent.
"Die, you rotten brat!"
Shukaku's shrill, grating voice rang out over the forest.
"Wind Release: Drilling Air Bullet!"
Boom! A high-pressure air cannonball a full five or six meters across blasted from his mouth with enough force to crush everything in its path.
Wherever the air cannonball passed, the ground proved fragile, plowed into a bottomless trench. Towering trees along its path were uprooted and shredded into wood chips by the violent wind pressure before they even hit the ground.
An attack of this level was simply beyond what human flesh could withstand.
Temari went deathly pale and closed her eyes.
It's over. That perverted brat who doesn't know his place is definitely going to be blasted to bits.
No matter how strong he is, he can't possibly take a Tailed Beast's attack head-on.
The gale howled, making Son Goten's training clothes snap and flutter and flattening his signature crab hair backward under the wind pressure.
Faced with this devastating strike, he not only refused to dodge but stood right where he was, even finding time to yawn.
"That's it?"
Son Goten curled his lip, his face full of disappointment.
"I thought you were going to spit out some huge fireball or a laser blast. Turns out you're just spitting? That's so unhygienic."
Before he finished speaking, the enormous