Hiss…
As white smoke billowed, the aggressive ninjutsu assault instantly crumbled into dust, dissipating into thin air.
But that’s not all!
The bottle of transparent liquid thrown by Orochimaru seemed to have excellent adhesive properties. Even though Jiraiya’s hair quickly shrank back to its original length, most of the transparent liquid was still absorbed.
“What kind of ninjutsu is this! There are no traces of chakra usage!”
Jiraiya’s eyes widened in disbelief, inwardly shouting, “This goes against the ninja way!” But before he could seriously consider this question, he found that all of his waist-length white hair had turned into charred black ashes.
Exhale…
A gentle breeze blew.
Behold, a freshly shaved head!
Jiraiya instinctively touched his head, then his face.
Glistening with oil, the texture was excellent…
He had turned into a bald man, the kind without even eyebrows!
This appearance, from a distance, looked like a peeled egg. If Wang Yan were to comment, it would even add some points to his silly and cute appearance.
“Using hair as an attacking ninjutsu, and not even afraid of fire. You have some ideas, but unfortunately, the porous nature and cellular essence of hair make this ninjutsu have many shortcomings and are easily counteracted.”
A wicked smile appeared on Orochimaru’s face, his tone as if from the depths of the underworld, “What I just used was just a bit of a mixture of venomous snake blood and sulfuric acid, I… showed mercy…”
This was indeed true. Apart from the psychological blow of becoming bald, Jiraiya hadn’t received any damage.
If Orochimaru had used a different solution just now, Jiraiya might have ended up like Deadpool from the Naruto world (with a sulfuric acid face).
“Darn it! In that case, I won’t be able to use techniques like Thousand Years of Death and Needle Jizo… I’ve even turned into this, it’s unforgivable!”
Fury raged within the bald Jiraiya, revealing the true strength of the Legendary Sannin.
The battle between the two unfolded entirely under Wang Yan’s gaze. The relationship between the Supreme God and the Reincarnators was unreasonable like this. Even if they were separated by less than ten thousand miles, let alone countless dimensions and endless worlds, Wang Yan could still see what the Reincarnators were up to.
The laborers have no rights…
Wang Yan wouldn’t let the Reincarnators know this, and he would even actively raise the banner of protecting Reincarnators’ rights, maximizing the exploitation of their labor force.
As a former Earthling without abilities, Wang Yan found the conflict between Orochimaru and Jiraiya quite entertaining, but in reality, their battle was very uninteresting, resembling a simple RPG turn-based game.
“Jiraiya activates Sage Mode.”
“Orochimaru uses Mocking: Is this also Sage Mode? I happen to have some relevant research materials recently, would you like me to tell you what true Sage Mode is?”
“Jiraiya launches an attack, but it’s ineffective and can’t penetrate the defense. Jiraiya touches his bald head, furious, Action +1, summons Gamabunta, cooperates with Fukasaku and Shima, and launches a Quadruple Attack, Rasengan: Full Moon!”
“Orochimaru employs Scientific Spiritualism: Nine Layers of Roar Creation Gate – Taurus Structure, neutralizing the opponent’s attack.”
The battle between the two proceeded somewhat like this. Jiraiya unleashed all his abilities, even coming up with many ninjutsu that were only conceptualized.
Unfortunately, his outburst did not bring him victory.
Jiraiya collapsed on the ground, exhausted, unable to muster even a shred of chakra for a Body Flicker.
Fear flickered in his eyes, but there was also a hint of determination, “What do you want? Are you going to kill me?”
The other party could kill him, but they couldn’t get any secrets about Konoha from him.
“…Kill you?”
Orochimaru’s smile twisted slightly at this moment, “Why would I want to kill you? Isn’t it better to let you live to witness the destruction of Konoha? And also… your ridiculous, idiotic works, I really don’t understand why so many people admire them? Is it because they want to find a place of illusory peace constructed by fools like you in this chaotic world, to heal and comfort their hearts?”
With that said, Orochimaru’s expression gradually calmed, but his tone became even more sinister, “Yes, you must die, but before you die, I will make sure you are thoroughly disgraced. I will manipulate public opinion, fabricate evidence, and turn you into a plagiarist who copies others’ works! How about that? Do you like the ending I’ve arranged for you?”
Hearing this, the thoroughly restrained Jiraiya shivered, looking at Orochimaru as if he were a severely mentally ill patient, “Wait a minute! What grudge do we have? If anyone almost got killed back then, it should have been me, right? Why do you hate me so much?”
What kind of grudge was this? He was going to ruin his reputation before killing him!
Jiraiya felt extremely wronged.
“Hmph… That foolish woman, Tsunade, not only turned a blind eye to someone outstanding like me, but also fell in love with a fool like you who doesn’t even exist. Do you remember the time when Tsunade found out you were peeping on women in the hot springs? Broken ribs, fractured wrists, several ruptured organs… During the time you were recuperating, she cried and said she was blinded by jealousy and anger, hurting her beloved person, unworthy of being a ninja, hehehe…”
The “truth” spewing from Orochimaru’s mouth made Jiraiya feel like he had been living with a false Tsunade for the past few decades.
Tsunade, Tsunade-hime, the strongest female ninja in the ninja world, actually loved him back just like he loved her?
Something seemed off…
Jiraiya felt extremely excited or touched, perhaps it aggravated his injuries, as he coughed up a couple of mouthfuls of blood.
But his spirit became even more elevated, even surpassing his limits. He found the loopholes in Orochimaru’s words, “At that time, wasn’t Tsunade with Dan…?”
Hearing Jiraiya’s questioning, Orochimaru felt a headache coming on.
Why was this waste always trying to be clever at the wrong time?
Orochimaru blinked and casually gave a “reasonable” explanation, “Dan was just a decoy back then. Think about it, does Dan resemble you a bit in appearance? Also, don’t forget Tsunade’s surname.”
Senju…
Jiraiya had a sudden realization, his eyes overflowing with happiness.
Although he didn’t know what Orochimaru had realized, Orochimaru had to continue with his performance.
He hadn’t forgotten the mission he had to fulfill.
“Don’t worry, I won’t let you die alone.”
“Before killing you, I will kill Tsunade, and then destroy Konoha.”
Orochimaru sneered, “And there’s the prophesied child you’ve been chasing all your life. I’ve found him. The descendant of the Uzumaki and the grandson of the Namikaze clan, the jinchuriki of the Nine-Tails, the reincarnator of Asura’s chakra, the light born in darkness—Naruto Uzumaki’s son, Boruto Uzumaki.”
“The so-called prophesied child is now just a freshly graduated genin. I will find him and kill him! I’ll make your life a complete joke!”
Jiraiya knew Orochimaru’s personality too well. He wouldn’t speak without reason, so the information about the prophesied child must be true.
Orochimaru’s power had grown by leaps and bounds, inexplicably eerie. There was no one in Konoha who could stop him.
Konoha would be destroyed, he would be disgraced as a plagiarist, and even his dream, the other half who silently loved him, Tsunade, would die because of him.
The prophesied child…
Boruto Uzumaki?
The child of Minato, what did he do wrong? Why did Orochimaru want to kill him? Just to make him suffer?
Jiraiya struggled desperately to get up, trying to squeeze out a bit of chakra from his withered cells, but it was scattered in an instant.
Finally, he despaired.
In the darkest moment of his life, a majestic voice rang out in Jiraiya’s heart like a bell.
“Do you want to have enough power to protect, to bear, to save?”
“Yes/No.”
Jiraiya smiled bitterly.
“Do I even need to say it! Whoever can give me the power to defeat Orochimaru, even if it’s the Grim Reaper, I’m willing to make a deal with him!”
“I choose…”
“Yes!”
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