Drip, drip!
The sound of blood dripping!
A figure appeared amid the smoke.
Sōkyū Hatake sat on the ground, thin trickles of blood dripping from his shoulder.
He was completely spent now. After he used Senjutsu, the chakra inside his body had been drained dry.
Not a single drop remained!
So when the Ten Puppets of Chikamatsu finally broke through his attack, Sōkyū Hatake did not even have enough chakra left for elementalization.
In the distance, Chiyo's expression was grim as well, and several wounds had appeared on her body.
They had all been caused by the aftershocks of the Senjutsu.
"If you belonged to Sunagakure, our village's strength would be assured as long as you lived. What a pity you're from Konoha-and the Hatake Clan, at that!"
Chiyo's eyes were filled with admiration.
Whatever else could be said, the techniques Sōkyū Hatake had displayed had truly astounded her.
Chiyo even admitted to herself that, at Sōkyū Hatake's age, she could not have compared to him at all.
A child of only six!
Whenever she thought of Konoha, that cradle of geniuses, all Chiyo felt was envy!
"What, would you change your opinion somehow if I were from Sunagakure?" Sōkyū Hatake sat on the ground, panting heavily.
He had known he was no match for Chiyo, but he had never expected to lose so utterly!
She truly was a Kage Level powerhouse!
"If you were from Sunagakure, I would certainly spare no effort in training you." Chiyo walked to the side and took a short blade from the hand of one of the Ten Puppets of Chikamatsu.
"Really?" Sōkyū Hatake scanned his surroundings.
"Of course. And let me tell you this first: don't think about running. I've already strung chakra threads all around us. In your current state, you'll be