"Boom--!"
A dull thud tore through the air at the construction site.
Yellow sand and gravel flew everywhere like rain.
Next to the newly assembled giant blast furnace, a half-meter-deep, human-shaped crater was smashed into the hard cement ground.
The smoke and dust had not yet cleared.
"Bite!"
A dazzling white light, seemingly accompanied by its own sound effects, suddenly flashed from the depths of the dust!
In the center of the deep pit, all that could be seen was...
A figure with thick eyebrows, wearing a grass-green bodysuit and sporting a jet-black watermelon-rind hairstyle, is maintaining the classic pose of supporting himself with one hand on the ground.
He suddenly tilted his head back and raised his thumb high.
Those neat, white front teeth reflected a dazzling, gleaming light under the intense Kakkō of the construction site!
"This is... this is the steel battlefield where youth and sweat burn!"
Might Guy's face was covered in tears, two thick streams of hot tears cascading down his cheeks like a waterfall!
Several meters behind him.
"Pat-pat, pat, pat!"
Wearing the same green bodysuit, Rock Lee was running towards them, sweating profusely and doing a handstand on the ground with his two thumbs!
" Teacher Kaido! I caught up! I've achieved my goal of the 10,000-meter handstand weighted run today!"
Rock Lee landed gracefully, and the master and apprentice instantly embraced tightly in front of everyone, bursting into tears!
"Li! You did a fantastic job! This is what youth is all about!"
" Teacher Kaido--!!"
This sudden, bizarre change in style instantly plunged the bustling heavy industry workshop into a deathly silence.
The Uchiha blacksmiths, who were wielding their hammers, were dumbfounded, and their Fire Style techniques almost sprayed directly onto the insteps of their own feet.
Senju Kenya, leaning against the stamping machine, twitched his lips violently twice.
The white jade pipe he was holding almost slipped from his mouth and fell to the ground.
"Hey Might Guy..."
With a black line appearing on his forehead, Kenya took off his pipe and rubbed his eyes, which were sore from the glare.
"What kind of melodramatic show are you putting on with your apprentice at my construction site in broad daylight?"
"If these steel beams and pillars all over the ground damage your big white face, I won't be paying for the workers' compensation."
Might Guy abruptly wiped away the hot tears on his face.
He took a deep breath, and his expression suddenly became solemn.
His original comical and quirky demeanor vanished, replaced by an unprecedented determination and passion!
Might Guy stepped forward and stopped three steps in front of Kenya.
His gaze was like lightning, fixed on Kenya's powerful physique that gleamed with a dark gold luster:
" Lord Kenya! No... Senju the Great!"
Might Guy's voice was deep and powerful, echoing endlessly throughout the huge factory:
"In this village, for many years."
Everyone believes that Ninjutsu and Kekkei Genkai are the pinnacle of ninja skills, while pure Taijutsu is merely a helpless choice for the inferior!
Might Guy clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking with force.
"Only Kakashi considered me a rival, and only my father ever believed in the brilliance of Taijutsu!"
At this point, Might Guy's eyes reddened again, but his expression was filled with utmost reverence:
"But... you're back!"
"With that single strike of your Iron Fist shattered all rules, you showed the entire Shinobi World just how incredible the physical body can reach!"
"You got all the young people in the village into physical training; you broke down all prejudices and constraints!"
Might Guy took a half step back, lowered his waist, and assumed the standard starting stance for Konoha 'Strong Fist ).
His muscles were taut and strained beneath the green bodysuit, like an ancient beast about to break free of its cage.
"In my eyes, Might Guy, you are the only true god of Taijutsu in the Shinobi World!"
"It is also the ultimate peak I have climbed in my entire life in pursuit of youth!"
Might Guy roared to the sky, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens:
" Senju Kenya! I stake all my dignity, youth, and passion on this Blue Beast of the Hidden Leaf of Konoha!"
"Let's have a pure, unreserved Taijutsu!!"
This roar was like pouring a bucket of ice water into boiling oil!
"Boom--!"
The entire massive heavy industry base was in complete chaos!
Dozens of giants from the Akimichi Clan lowered the massive steel beams from their shoulders and gathered around.
Uchiha Fugaku led a large group of blacksmith ninjas up to the high platform.
Tenten, Neji Hyuga, Rock Lee, and the others were so excited that their faces turned red, and they cheered loudly!
On one side is the mastermind behind the scenes, Senju Kenya, who sweeps across the Shinobi World and crushes everything with a single punch!
On one side is Might Guy, the master of Taijutsu, honed through countless trials and tribulations and known as the most ferocious beast in Konoha!
This is the most high-level, pure physical clash in the entire Shinobi World's history!
Facing Might Guy's eyes, filled with a fighting spirit that ran deep to his very bones.
Senju Kenya had been leaning against the press, slowly straightened up.
He bit his pipe, and the ferocious fighting blood belonging to Garp within him boiled uncontrollably at that moment!
In this hypocritical Shinobi World, there are too few people like Might Guy who live purely to become stronger and to protect their passion.
This is the highest respect for a truly strong person!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Kenya burst into laughter, casually tossing the white jade pipe from his mouth towards the distant white figure.
"Got it, Bai!"
Kenya took a step forward, shattering the stone slab beneath his feet, his eyes filled with arrogant disdain:
"I never refuse a challenge from a real man!"
"Let's go! To the open space in the Naka River, I'm going to burn my youth to the fullest with you today!"
A moment later.
That vast, desolate area stretching for thousands of meters along the banks of the Naka River.
Tens of thousands of ninjas and civilians consciously retreated to the cliffs and treetops a kilometer away, forming a dark mass.
A gentle breeze swept across the river, stirring up clouds of dust.
In the middle of the open space.
Senju Kenya, shirtless, with his large floral shorts fluttering in the wind, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, was as casual as an insurmountable black mountain.
And about 100 meters away from him.
Might Guy slowly closed his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes again, all the distracting thoughts vanished from the depths of his gaze.
He suddenly crossed his arms in front of his chest, and a violent and incomparable Chakra storm began to explode wildly from his body!