Flying Thunder God

In the midst of the swamp, chaos erupted. 

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!" 

A massive fireball, over ten meters in diameter, exploded in Orochimaru's temporary camp. 

"Who is it!?" Orochimaru hissed, quickly forming seals. "Water Style: Water Barrier!" 

Instantly, a wall of water rose, blocking the Great Fireball. 

Boom! The clash of water and fire created a massive explosion, sending scorching steam sweeping across the swamp. 

Orochimaru's gaze hardened. This Fireball Technique was not the work of an average Jōnin. This was Kage-level power. 

Then he saw his answer. A figure in a white windbreaker and mask emerged from the steam—Konoha's Anbu. 

"It's you..." Orochimaru's eyes burned with anger. 

The Anbu agent who had been haunting him was here. Over the past few days, Orochimaru had felt eyes on him, a constant presence. It seemed this Anbu had been following him all along. 

"Senior Orochimaru..." Kazuya chuckled softly from behind his mask. "We meet again." 

At the moment of the explosion, Orochimaru's followers scattered, but they all watched Kazuya warily, not daring to make a move. They knew this Anbu was not someone they could handle. 

Kazuya scanned the area, noting that only two of Orochimaru's followers were Konoha ninjas. The rest bore no such marks, indicating they were from elsewhere, sheltered by Orochimaru. This wasn't surprising; Konoha's ninjas had a strong sense of loyalty to the village, and defecting was no small feat. Many of Orochimaru's men had chosen to stay in Konoha, loyal to the will of fire despite their allegiance to him.

Kazuya smiled, knowing he could soon clean up the battlefield. He was cautious, always wary of Konoha's higher-ups. Even the great White Fang of Konoha had been driven to his death, likely due to manipulations from above.

"Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!" 

"Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Technique!" 

Orochimaru rapidly formed seals, unleashing a hurricane and a sea of flames upon the swamp. His experience in battle showed. He knew this Anbu was dangerous, especially with his mastery of the Flying Thunder God Technique. If Kazuya got too close, even Orochimaru might suffer greatly. 

Kazuya grinned, pleased with Orochimaru's response. He was about to applaud. 

**[You picked up 200 points of Chakra]** 

**[You picked up 200 points of Chakra]** 

**[You picked up 100 points of Wind Style talent]** 

**[You picked up 100 points of Fire Style talent]** 

**[You picked up 100 points of Wind Style: Great Breakthrough skill experience]** 

**[You have picked up 200 points of Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Technique skill experience]** 

**[Your Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Technique has been upgraded, the current level is: lv5 (0/1000)]** 

**[Your Wind Style talent has been upgraded, currently: lv4 (0/1000)]**

Golden light continuously fell, upgrading Kazuya's Wind Style talent and Fire Style technique. This was the reward of fighting a Kage-level ninja. 

"Flying Thunder God Technique!" 

Kazuya vanished, reappearing hundreds of meters away. He watched the burning swamp calmly. 

"Flying Thunder God, what a convenient technique," he mused. It allowed him to strike swiftly and retreat just as fast, conserving chakra. 

He thought back to Minato, who had used this technique to guide Kakashi, Obito, and Rin in their training. The difficulty of that task seemed ridiculous in hindsight. 

"It seems my character is much better than Minato's," Kazuya smiled. He used the Flying Thunder God to combat Orochimaru, a peak Kage-level threat.

In a flash of white light, Kazuya reappeared. Orochimaru's eyes narrowed. 

"Flying Thunder God again!" he muttered. Orochimaru remembered losing the race for Hokage to the Fourth, and now here he was, facing another user of the same technique.

"Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet!" 

Orochimaru gritted his teeth, forming seals rapidly. A roaring water dragon surged towards Kazuya. This time, Kazuya didn't dodge. 

A white-haired figure approached swiftly through the air. 

"Fire Style: Flame Bomb!" 

Boom! A burst of flame collided with the water dragon, creating a massive explosion. The gust of wind blew Kazuya's white windbreaker. 

"Blocking Water Style with Fire Style?" Kazuya sighed. "In the Hokage world, attribute advantages only seem to matter for Deidara." 

Jiraiya waved his hand, dispersing the steam with his chakra. 

"Kazuya-kun!" he shouted. "Don't worry, the man whose name every woman knows, Gallant Jiraiya, is here to help!" 

Before Jiraiya finished speaking, eleven Anbu ninjas appeared behind him. 

"Captain!" 

"We're here, Captain!" 

The Konoha Anbu were excited to see Kazuya. The situation shifted from Kazuya being outnumbered to a standoff between two powerful forces. 

"Snort!" Jiraiya's expression turned cold. "I am Jiraiya of the Sannin! Prepare yourselves..." 

At that moment, Jiraiya stepped forward and promptly slipped into the swamp, sinking like a stone. 

"Kazuya-kun!" 

"Help!" 

"Quick... pull me up!" 

Jiraiya's cry for help shattered the tense atmosphere, adding an unexpected touch of humor to the battlefield.