On the white marble open-air balcony at the very top of the new Hokage Building.
The scalding hot, expensive tea dripped down Tsunade, pale wrist, splashing onto the stone railing.
But the newly enthroned Fifth Hokage was frozen in place, unable to move, as if struck by Lightning Release.
The oncoming gale was no longer the chill of the far northern snowfields, nor the refreshing breeze of early summer.
Instead, it was an intense, almost unbearable heatwave, a mixture of the hormones and rusty sweat of tens of thousands of people!
"One! Two! One! Two!!"
The deafening, brutal, and orderly shouts roared like rolling thunder from the square below!
The ground is undulating violently!
The building was rhythmically bouncing up and down!
Even the pink Tonton Tun, which Shizune was holding, was thrown into convulsions by the overwhelming surge of masculine energy, its eyes rolling back and foaming at the mouth!
"Tsunade- Lady Tsunade..."
Shizune, she pulled a handkerchief from her briefcase and handed it to him, her voice trembling with tears.
"Just now... just now the logistics department sent an emergency supplies report..."
"All the liniments for bruises and sprains in the village, the large black iron slabs, and the Akimichi Clan's secret-recipe deep-sea beast jerky... have all been snapped up!"
"Not only that..."
Shizune wiped the cascade of cold sweat from her forehead, her voice trembling:
"Even the clippers in all the barbershops on the commercial street are smoking from the heat!"
"Because those ninjas found long hair too cumbersome when they sweated, this morning over 20,000 Genin collectively shaved their heads, either bald or with buzz cuts!!"
"What a terrible thing!!"
Tsunade could no longer contain the raging anger surging within her chest and let out a heart-wrenching scream of madness!
She ripped the wet handkerchief in her hand into countless shreds!
"They've all become bald, muscular men?!"
"I'm back to be Hokage! Not back to be the abbot of a Buddhist temple!!"
Tsunade suddenly shook her Hokage cloak, and with her high heels swaying, she stormed out of the Hokage Building with a terrifying killing intent that could shatter the earth!
Heading straight to the Senju House!
A moment later, in the backyard of the Senju Old House.
Here, the air is thick with moisture, and a gentle breeze rustles through the trees, creating a world apart from the noisy and chaotic battlefield outside.
Senju Kenya, with his thick, powerful arms and brightly colored floral shorts swaying in the wind, was comfortably nestled in a large leather rocking chair.
On the small coffee table beside him, there was half a large watermelon chilled to the bone with Ice Release, and a whole plate of freshly sliced braised beef.
Zabuza leaned against a tree trunk, closing his eyes to rest, while Haku gently fanned him with a small palm-leaf fan.
" Senju Kenya! Get up here, you bastard!!"
Accompanied by a deafening roar!
The solid Black Iron Wood gate in the backyard, which had been reinforced with three layers, was kicked into a shower of wood chips and fragments on the spot by a jade foot covered with ferocious strength!
Tsunade strode in, stepping over splinters of wood, hands on her hips, her beautiful eyes practically spitting out tangible flames:
"You little bastard! Look what you've done to Konoha!"
"In the past, Konoha was the most civilized village in the entire Shinobi World, emphasizing tactical discipline, elegance, and strategy!"
Tsunade to the earth-shaking roar outside the gate, trembling with rage:
"Now look what's happened! Everywhere you look, the streets are filled with shirtless, muscular, burly brutes!!"
"Even those arrogant young masters Hyuga the Uchiha and Hyuga clans, who always look down on everyone, are now carrying hundreds of pounds of rocks and spewing trash talk at each other in the mud!"
"You've turned a respectable ninja village into the largest Spartan mafia gym on the entire continent!!"
Faced with Tsunade's barrage of frantic questions...
Kenya didn't even blink.
He slowly spat out the watermelon seeds in his mouth and casually took off his large brown sunglasses and tossed them onto the coffee table.
He took a slow drag on the white jade pipe, then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke that covered Tsunade's face.
"Auntie, why are you shouting so loudly in broad daylight?"
Kenya picked at his ear with his little finger, speaking in a calm tone as if he were lecturing a child:
"I'm asking you, put your hand on your heart and think about it carefully."
"Do you really want those fragile little chicks who would sacrifice themselves to protect the village at the drop of a hat, getting their bones broken by the enemy?"
"Or do you still want these real men who wear black iron armor, can tear Tailed Beast apart with one hand, and smear alien brains with a single slap?!"
Kenya slammed his hand on the armrest of the rocking chair, and his tall body suddenly stood up!
His muscles, gleaming with a dark golden light, rose from the ground like a black divine mountain. The extremely violent physical pressure caused Tsunade to subconsciously take a half step back!
" The Fourth Shinobi World War is about to begin, Ten-Tails, that world-destroying beast, could descend at any moment!"
Kenya looked down at him, his eyes sharp and cold as a knife.
"If we really use those old tactics of wearing a two-ounce tattered Kunai and using rudimentary cover tactics..."
"What good would it do on the main battlefield, besides being an appetizer for the God Tree?!"
"I'll toughen their skin and forge their bones into divine iron!"
Kenya let out a cold laugh, his domineering manner unparalleled:
"Only muscles and superhuman strength can save their lives in a major battle!!"
"That's called the hard truth of survival! Don't you understand, old woman?!"
Every word was like thunder, striking straight to the soul.
Tsunade froze on the spot, opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.
yes.
Although the sight of bald, muscular men all over the streets is indeed extremely offensive to the eye.
However, it must be admitted that the explosive power and resilience of this Konoha army now surpasses any peak period in its history!
"Hmph... Fallacies and heresies!"
Knowing she was in the wrong, Tsunade snorted coldly, grabbed the half-eaten chilled watermelon from Kenya's plate, and took a vicious bite to vent her anger.
However.
At the same moment that Konoha was engulfed in a nationwide Spartan frenzy.
Thousands of miles away, in the deepest abyss cave of Amegakure, where the sun never shines.
A chilling, deathly atmosphere and a foul stench permeated the air.
Beneath that withered Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, a hundred meters tall, with nine enormous, tightly closed eyes.
The void suddenly twisted into a pitch-black vortex.
Obito Uchiha, wearing a tattered mask with half of it broken and covered in blood, stumbled out of the void.
Before him stood an army of 100,000 pale, hairless White Zetsu, emerging from the underground cultivation pool, densely packed throughout the enormous cavern.
Originally, those White Zetsu who were always laughing and joking, asking everywhere "What does it feel like to poop?"
After listening to the latest battle report that Obito had just brought back, detailing how the entire opposing team had been blown up by a single punch.
The entire underground cavern instantly fell into an unprecedented, eerie, and deathly silence.