Lin Ze used the force to drift backward over a dozen meters and landed steadily.
He lowered his head to look at his right hand. The back of it was a bloody mess, and even the white bones of his fingers were visible. It looked quite gruesome.
It hurts a little, but it's manageable. With a Zoan constitution, it'll heal soon.
Still, Dust Release's disintegrating properties really are formidable. If my mixed Dragon Breath hadn't weakened most of its power, that punch probably would have cost me my entire arm.
Although his actual injuries were minor, Lin Ze still pretended to be badly wounded.
"He blocked it?! He blocked Dust Release?!"
"With his hand... he took it head-on with his hand!"
"Lord Azure Dragon!!"
The battlefield fell silent for an instant, then erupted into an uproar!
The Konoha Ninja in the rear who had narrowly escaped death were especially moved to tears. Their gazes toward Lin Ze brimmed with boundless gratitude and reverence!
"He... he actually did it..."
Jiraiya's face was also filled with shock. He had never imagined Lin Ze would choose this method to counter Dust Release, much less that he would succeed!
Seeing Lin Ze "gravely wounded," Jiraiya immediately reacted. In a flash, he stood in front of Lin Ze, looking solemnly up at Ōnoki in the air.
"Ōnoki! Your opponent is me!"
Ōnoki's expression was just as grim.
Using Dust Release repeatedly, especially that last, fairly large-scale Particle Style: Atomic Dismantling Jutsu, had taken an enormous toll on his old bones.
He stared fixedly at Lin Ze, who stood behind Jiraiya's protection, both shocked and furious.
This brat... just what kind of monster is he?! He weakened Dust Release with that strange Fire Release, then actually dared to take it head-on with his fist?!
*Is his