Chapter 24 ROOM-
Spiritual Space.
Thud!!!!
"Hoo…He's finally serious" Spoke Satoshi while digging his soles in the ground, successfully removing the impact of the Rasengan that was propelling him back, eyes serious.
"But as expected, without reaching the level of cutting steal, the power of my slashes is nowhere close to A-Rank Jutsu"
"Time to try that"
Thinking that, Satoshi moved the sword in his right hand to the left, then stretching the right hand outward, fingers bending down, palm facing down as well, a gleam rising in his eyes.
"What is he up to now?" Muttered Jiraiya with an anticipating look in his eyes, his whole body tense.
"Huh? what's that…?" Raising his eyebrows, a little, Jiraiya spoke out with wonder, spotting a spinning cyclone appearing in the palms of Satoshi.
"ROOM-!!!"
"Clink!!
Said Satoshi calmly, rolling his fingers the next moment, the cyclone under his palms spreading out.
"This…what the hell is this…?" Yelled Jiraiya, founding him inside a blue spherical curtain, covering an area of at least 20 meters.
"Dang Whatever!!, the last thing I want is to be bested by a kid, time to charge!" But a dangerous feeling suddenly rose in heart of Jiraiya, the years of instinct developed in battles flaring, Jiraiya dashing towards Satoshi, like a gust of wind covering half of the distance in one step.
Fire Style! Fire Dragon Blast!
ROAR!!!!!!!
The hands of Jiraiya weren't idle as well, one seal following the other, a fiery dragon roaring out of his mouth, air trembling, all the rocks inside the blue curtain melting into nothing, the ground charring as well.
"Hiss!!! Damn So Hot!!!"
Hissed Satoshi with a painful expression, his skin getting red, clothes on the upper body evaporating instantly from the heat.
"No way I'll lose so easily!!"
But the thought of him training so hard these two years, suddenly took over the pain, the painful look in the eyes replaced by an urge to win.
"TAKT-!!"
One of the fingers of Satoshi, which had most of the skin missing and was beat red, flicked up a little, the fire dragon approaching Satoshi, suddenly halting.
"No Way!!!"
ROAR!!!!
Next moment, surprisingly the fire dragon changed its trajectory, roaring back towards Jiraiya who was right behind it, frightening him completely.
BOOM!!!
Even for a ninja of the caliber of Jiraiya, this was just too sudden and out of the blue, the fire dragon enveloping him completely, an explosion in the rocky area inside the spiritual space setting off.
DHAM!!!
The earth quivered, flames enveloping everything, the air inside the blue curtain boiling, black smoke taking some space as well.
Haaaa!! Haaaa!!!
Near the edge of the blue curtain stood Satoshi, his legs shaking, the black sword in his hands drilled in the ground, Satoshi holding the hilt somewhat leaning on to the sword, maintaining his balance.
Most of the attire of Satoshi was missing, exposing his beat red skin, some smoke drifting out of his body as well, the heat immensely high.
"Sannin…as expected…even nowhere near full strength are hard to best" Muttered Satoshi, exhaustion on his face completely, his lips extremely dry.
Jiraiya had a huge handicap in the fight against him, he couldn't summon the toads of mount Myoboku, on which most of his abilities are dependent on.
"Did he die___ huh?"
Finally gaining enough strength to walk, Satoshi took a step forward, ready to look for Jiraiya, but halted suddenly, his observation haki detecting something underground, Satoshi frowning.
BANG!!!
But he couldn't think much, the ground behind him exploding, a figure with most of his earlier red attire missing appeared, burn marks all over his body, a dead serious face.
"Kid, be proud even your ancestors didn't push me so much"
Said Jiraiya in a hoarse voice, eyes stuck at Satoshi who was looking back at him as well, chakra condensing in Jiraiya's palm again but little different from before.
Fire Style! Great Flame Rasengan!!!
Flames flickered around the blue Rasengan, soon turning into a revolving ball of fire, a cyclone of energy around the hands of Jiraiya.
"ROOM-!!"
"Aghh!!
The heartbeat of Satoshi eyeing the approaching fiery Rasengan halted, like an instinct the right hand of Satoshi stretching out, a blue curtain spreading out like before, but blood also coming down the nose of Satoshi, groaning.
"Amputate!!"
"Skiii!!!"
But resisting the pain with a mad look in his eyes, Satoshi waved the sword in his left hand towards Jiraiya horizontally, a white line drawn on the void.
"Ah…. I'm dead!"
The flame Rasengan in the hands of Jiraiya separated into two from the middle, Jiraiya with a wry smile speaking out next moment, the white line passing through him as well.
"Thup!!"
Like a puppet cut from its strings, Jiraiya plopped down, his body neatly separated into two from the stomach, the upper body and lower body lying next to each other, but oddly no blood spilled out.
"Ha…. I wo…. n!"
Seeing the dissected Jiraiya lying motionless on the ground, a smirk emerged on the face of Satoshi, speaking out with difficulty but couldn't finish, as the world around him suddenly turned dark, tumbling down.
In Konoha Third Training Ground, lay a kid with blonde hair under the evening sky, his forehead soaked with sweat, eyes closed, and silence all around.
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