"Crack! Crack!!"
The edge of the Five Kage Round Table, forged from a single piece of extraterrestrial black iron and weighing tens of thousands of kilograms.
Under the furious iron palm strike of the Fourth Raikage A, A.
The rough, hard countertop was actually shattered by the impact, with several jagged cracks the thickness of a finger appearing on it!
The violent, blinding dark blue Lightning Release arcs, like a swarm of venomous snakes, exploded and tore wildly across the Raikage's dark, steel-like muscles!
The violent, high-pressure airflow tore at his wide white shadow robe, causing it to flutter wildly!
" Senju Kenya!!"
Raikage A's huge, bloodshot, crimson eyes, as large as copper bells, were fixed on the flip-flops that Kenya was resting on in the center of the table.
The raging killing intent churning within his chest transformed at this moment into a deafening roar that tore through the void:
"What do you think this place is?!"
"This is the Land of Iron! This is the Five Kage's Holy Alliance Tournament, the highest-level event in the entire Shinobi World!!"
Raikage suddenly took half a step forward, the violent air pressure causing the floor tiles of the entire castle to shatter inch by inch:
"Look at you, you utterly ill-mannered scoundrel! Shirtless, underwear hanging down, and wearing slippers!"
"Blow smoke rings in my face, and put this peasant on the Five Kage's negotiating table!!"
The Raikage pointed at Kenya's nose, his entire body trembling violently with extreme rage.
"Do you even respect the laws of the Five Great Nations?! Do you have no regard for the most basic rules and dignity among ninjas?!"
Darui and Xi behind him had a chilling glint in their eyes, and their Chakra Ninja Blade were already half an inch out of their waists!
The killing intent of the entire Land of Lightning delegation was so intense that it almost solidified into a thundercloud within the main hall!
In its decades of existence, how could Kumogakure have ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace, being ridden on its neck like an idiot?!
Raikage A took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to nearly explode, and began to vehemently accuse the nation in front of everyone present:
"At the Konoha Gate, you brazenly and brutally murdered my Kumogakure's official diplomatic mission to Konoha! You broke the bones of Toroi and dozens of other elite soldiers, stripped them naked, and threw them into the harbor to humiliate them!"
"In the Land of Waves, you illegally occupied territory with armed forces, established the Iron Fist Chamber of Commerce, and forcibly monopolized the high-end building materials industry across the entire Shinobi World!"
"Just a few days ago, you openly interfered in the Land of Water, raided the headquarters of Underground Exchange, and plundered billions of dollars in illicit funds! You even crippled a mercenary from the Akatsuki!"
The Raikage clenched his fists, the golden bracers on his arms emitting a teeth-grinding grinding sound:
" Senju Kenya, every single one of your crimes is enough to trigger a world war!"
"Today, in front of all the Kage of the Shinobi World, if you don't give me and the entire Shinobi World a satisfactory explanation!"
Raikage's eyes flashed with murderous intent:
"I guarantee you won't leave this hall alive today!!"
Thunder roared, its sound shaking the heavens.
The air inside the entire hall instantly plummeted to freezing point.
However.
Before Kenya could even speak...
The Third Tsuchikage Ōnoki, floated in mid-air, slowly stroking his goatee.
The old fox's small, dark eyes darted slightly, and he coughed twice insincerely, stepping forward to take sides:
"Ahem... Raikage, please calm down."
With his hands behind his back, Ōnoki spoke slowly in the tone of an elder who relied on his age:
"It's understandable that young people who achieve early success, relying on their youthful vigor and brute force, might act recklessly and arrogantly."
Ōnoki looked down at Kenya from his high Kenya point, but deep in his eyes gleamed the greed and scheming characteristic of an old-school politician:
"However, young Kenya, the First Lord Hashirama established the Five Great Nations Covenant for the purpose of 'balance'."
"Now you've created Iron Fist Heavy Industries, seized the iron-hard sacred wood for your own use, and even monopolized the entire overseas trade."
"This practice of eating alone is far too contrary to the rules of the Shinobi World."
A glint of light flashed in Ōnoki's eyes, and he went along with it, presenting his well-prepared plan to get something for nothing:
"In my opinion, for the sake of lasting peace in the Shinobi World, and to quell the Raikage's anger..."
"Why not fully disclose the cultivation secrets of your Senju Clan's Black Iron Wood, and have the Five Great Nations jointly establish a Ministry of Industry to manage it exclusively?"
"The free trade bridge and port tariffs of the Land of Waves are also shared equally among the five countries."
Ōnoki smiled slightly, seemingly kind but actually sinister and ruthless:
"In this way, everyone benefits, saving face for you and preventing a devastating catastrophe. Why not do it?"
We want technology! We want ports! And we want a share of the billions in trade profits for free!
The old fox pulled off a scheme to get something for nothing, using the guise of the bigger picture to directly divide up most of the territory that the Senju Clan had worked so hard to build!
" Ōnoki!!"
A chilling, sharp rebuke suddenly erupted from the seat of the Land of Water!
Mei Terumi slammed her glass onto the table, splashing wine everywhere!
The newly appointed Fifth Mizukage's pretty face was filled with murderous intent; her beautiful, shimmering eyes now held only endless mockery and domineering arrogance.
"Back when the Fourth Hokage was tyrannically massacring the bloodline clans, your Iwagakure was secretly selling Explosive Tag to the rebels!"
"Now that the bridge to the Land of Waves is open and the deep-water ports of the Land of Water are thriving, you old codger come out here talking about splitting the profits?!"
A wisp of scalding white mist, carrying a pungent, acidic odor, faintly rose from Mei Terumi's fingertips, exuding a murderous aura.
"I'm willing to give the port of the Land of Water to the Senju the Great tax-free! I'm happy to!"
"If you Iwagakure dare to extend your claws, I'll immediately use Lava Release to turn all of you rocky lumps into a thick liquid!!"
"Insolence! Mei Terumi! How dare you insult the Lord Tsuchikage?!"
Kurotsuchi and Akatsuchi behind Ōnoki flew into a rage, drew their swords, and roared!
"Boom!!"
Zabuza Momochi, carrying the heavy black iron sword, suddenly took a half-step to the side, the several-ton blade pointing directly at the Iwa ninja opposite him, the violent killing intent almost lifting the roof beams!
Tensions are high!
Lightning Release, Lava Release, and Rock Chakra clashed and intertwined wildly throughout the entire hall!
Hundreds of heavily armored samurai from the Land of Iron, led by Admiral Mifune, hurriedly drew their swords and stood in the middle to block their path.
"Silence! The Five Kage Summit is a place for reasoned discussion! No vigilante justice is permitted here!!"
The entire venue was completely in chaos, a powder keg!
However.
Right at the heart of this storm, which is on the verge of triggering the Fourth Shinobi World War.
Senju Kenya sat on the main seat of Konoha.
But he didn't budge an inch.
He even casually shifted the flip-flops he was wearing on the table to a more comfortable crossed position.
Kenya held the white jade pipe in one hand, took a slow, deliberate drag, and then exhaled all the smoke into the air.
Faced with the Raikage's furious questioning, the Tsuchikage's greedy division of the spoils, and the murderous intent of everyone drawing their swords, the scene was chaotic.
Kenya didn't even bother to take off his brown sunglasses.
He slowly extended his little finger.
Under the almost fiery crimson gaze of the Fourth Raikage A.
In an extremely casual and vulgar manner, he rummaged through his left ear canal.
Then, he blew on the earwax off his fingernail.
Kenya glanced coldly at the Fourth Raikage, who was enraged like a raging lion, through his tinted glasses, a sneer spreading across his lips that was sure to infuriate anyone.