As the Third Kazekage was deep in thought, the elders of the Fusa Clan and the Sasa Clan simultaneously reminded him:
"Third generation, Bunpuku is already old and frail. This crucial trial opportunity cannot be postponed!"
The Third Kazekage originally thought that Chiyo might raise a different opinion.
Unexpectedly, Chiyo simply crossed her arms, smiled at everyone, and remained silent.
Actually, Chiyo is only fifty years old now; it's just that the desert winds and sand make her look older.
A neutral elder leaned closer and whispered:
" Chiyo, their arrangement is clearly aimed at Mukai is ranked last."
Otherwise, how could Shukaku have gone berserk so coincidentally after both families had passed through the checkpoint?
This is so unfair to those who will participate in the trials later!
It's all a setup, aren't you going to say anything?"
Chiyo's smile remained unchanged as she shook her head.
Some schemes and tricks can't be brought to the table.
These underhanded tricks, however, are no match for true strength.
They're all like fleeting clouds.
Let them jump around!
Strength? Fleeting clouds.
Could a Chunin possibly stand up against the berserk Shukaku?
Elder Chiyo isn't joking, is she?
Elder Chiyo simply smiled and did not answer the question.
Sometimes, facts speak louder than words.
After consulting with the elders, the Third Kazekage, considering Bunpuku's physical condition, realized he couldn't hold on for much longer and had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"Continue the trials!"
Please take extra precautions to avoid injury or death.
Rasa nodded and returned to the sealed temple.
"The trial continues. Shukaku somewhat violent, so be sure to protect yourself and don't be reckless!"
Mukai looked up at the arrogant Fusa Ruru, ignoring the other's throat-slitting provocation.
The trial participants who went in this time returned in less than three minutes.
Those who entered afterward generally did not last more than three minutes; it seems that...
The first three trial participants to enter had the longest duration!
So that's what you were planning!
It's almost Mukai's turn.
He got up from the ground, patted the scroll behind him, and the Hierarch Mecha was put on with a click.
Fusa Ruru to the side, said smugly:
"Even your puppet armor would be crushed by the raging arm of Shukaku!"
Sasori's little henchman, ditch that red-haired guy and join the Fusa Clan!
I can decide to give you some money!
Mukai simply clenched his fist:
"What, is your nose itchy again? Are you going to punch me with your face again?"
Let's see how long you can keep up this stubbornness!
If you have the guts, stay in the trial room a little longer and let Shukaku crush you!
Fusa Ruru was somewhat wary of people like Mukai, this hothead who didn't care about his family at all and would beat them up without any hesitation.
The plan has already taken effect; that reckless bastard will never break into the top three!
What's the point of being stubborn?
Magnet Release belongs only to him!
As Mukai followed Rasa into the sealed trial room, Rasa suddenly gave him a word of advice:
" Mukai, Shukaku's arm is already berserk, don't push your luck."
Mukai looked at the huge sand arm raging in the room filled with yellow sand.
He stretched his shoulders and replied with a nonsensical remark:
" Jonin Rasa, beating up Shukaku's arm here won't harm the Tailed Beast or the Jinchūriki, right?"
"Assault? Injury?"
Rasa never imagined that these two words could be associated with Shukaku.
He paused for a second, then quickly warned as he saw Shukaku's arm slapping towards him:
"Of course it's fine! This is just a part of Shukaku's seal being released externally; it won't harm the main body."
careful!"
As Rasa retreated, he opened his Gold Dust, ready to rescue Mukai at any moment.
At this moment, Mukai, dressed in a cool Hierarch Mecha, threw a punch at the sand arm that was even bigger than him!
Big swing punch!
Buzz!
In the consciousness space where Rasa could not hear, Mukai had already deployed propulsion to the Komushi intelligent entity.
On his right arm, which was swinging wildly, three jet nozzles instantly unleashed compressed Wind Release, and his fist was also wrapped in violent electrical charges!
boom!
Shukaku's sand arm was smashed apart by Mukai's punch!
His punching speed is 110 meters per second!
If it weren't for the intelligent Komushi helping with precise control and braking,
That one punch alone was enough to dislocate his arm!
A hoarse roar seemed to echo from the void, and the shattered claws Mukai Shukaku began to reform.
Mukai a fighting stance, his left hand held upright in front of him, while his right hand was tucked behind him.
The mech hovered twenty centimeters above the ground, with all the exhaust ports on its back open.
The compressed Wind Release Chakra is gathering inside these pores.
The compressed, bluish-white Wind Release grew brighter and brighter, radiating a dangerous aura.
Archbishop Mukai extended a blade of arm, enveloped in arcs of electricity, from his right fist, staring directly at the swollen arm of Shukaku, and uttered a cryptic remark:
Hopefully, this house is sturdy enough.
boom!
Huddled in the corner, Rasa felt a gust of wind blowing up the yellow sand on the ground, and then his vision blurred.
With a deafening roar, a tremendous friction sound followed by a whooshing sound, the entire room shook.
The arm blade, gleaming with electrical charge, was already locked onto by the mech as it was swung out.
In just milliseconds, the intelligent agent, Komushi, had already helped Mukai adjust the mecha's locking mechanism to the optimal position.
Extreme stillness transforms into extreme speed; the entire Hierarch Mecha becomes a kinetic energy projectile.
At that speed, Shukaku's sand arm, reinforced with Shira patterns, shattered like glass upon touching the Chakra Metal arm blade!
Under the impact of this shockwave, the once invincible Shukaku's arm cracked and shattered.
If the movement could be slowed down, the enormous claw slapping towards us would look like it had hit a giant cannonball.
Starting from the lightning-streaked arm blade, it shattered into a sky full of yellow sand.
Then, it was engulfed by the shockwave, turning into a cloud of dust along with the scattered yellow sand on the ground.
The reinforced sealed room, accompanied by a series of loud noises, began to tremble and shake off the dust.
The entire sealed room was covered by the stirred-up sand, making it impossible to see anything.
Rasa quickly used Gold Dust to support the roof, fearing that the house would collapse directly.
This is a sealed room that can withstand Shukaku's rampage!
As he secured the room with Gold Dust, he asked:
" Mukai! How are you?"
As the dust settled, Rasa finally saw Mukai, dressed in a cool mecha suit, standing with his arms crossed in the yellow sand.
Shukaku's arm, which had originally occupied the entire room, had been shattered along with the sealing stone on the room's wall!
Mukai actually managed to shatter Shukaku's berserk arm!
How is that possible?
One punch!
Is this Chunin from the village?
If that punch landed on me, could the Gold Dust Barrier stop it?
Is this a ninja who uses Ninjutsu? Are you kidding me?
Facing the shocked Rasa, Mukai grinned and said:
" Jonin Rasa, do I still need to wait here?"