Ch-109 Fukasaku dead?

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As Gamabunta soared through the sky, Gamashiro leaped up alongside him, ready to lend his support. On Gamashiro's massive head stood Fukasaku, while Shima unleashed the 'Frog Kata.' This powerful move sent Jiryoku airborne, creating a golden opportunity for Fukasaku to strike him from an incredibly close range. Jiryoku, suspended in mid-air, was completely vulnerable.

Fukasaku, seizing the chance, launched his 'Frog Kata' with all his might. Jiryoku had no time to react before the devastating blow connected. Like a meteor hurtling earthward, Jiryoku plummeted to the ground at breakneck speed, crashing with a thunderous impact that sent shockwaves through the earth.

The moment Jiryoku collided with the ground, the entire area quaked, and a swirling cloud of dust enveloped the impact site. The onlookers, fellow ninjas, could only guess at the immense force Jiryoku had just endured.

Seizing the moment, Fukasaku recognized the perfect opportunity to strike while Jiryoku was likely disoriented from the powerful attack. He turned to Gamashiro and urged, "Shiro, with all your strength, thrust your sword into the same spot where Jiryoku is now."

Without hesitation, Gamashiro replied, "I'll do it immediately." Guided by his heightened perception in 'Sage Mode,' Gamashiro precisely pinpointed Jiryoku's location. With his sword held vertically and poised for a deadly thrust, Gamashiro descended from the sky with full force, aiming to end Jiryoku's life in a single, decisive blow.

After witnessing Gamashiro hurtling toward Jiryoku with a breathtaking velocity, the Jonins held their collective breath. The sheer power behind the impending collision left them with grim expectations. Most believed that, at the very least, Jiryoku would suffer grievous injuries from Gamashiro's assault. However, those who truly understood Jiryoku's formidable resilience harbored doubts.

As Gamashiro closed in on Jiryoku, his sword mere centimeters from its intended target, Jiryoku's voice pierced the air, "Gravity Push!" In an instant, Gamashiro's confidence in a swift victory was shattered as he was flung away like a tattered kite, dissipating the lingering dust cloud in the process.

Before the bewildered onlookers could even register the shocking turn of events, a brilliant streak of white light burst forth from the dissipating dust cloud. It raced through the sky like a shooting star, leaving a resounding sonic boom in its wake.

Itachi, a member of Akatsuki who had been observing the battle, couldn't help but marvel at the scene before him. "This is Jiryoku," he mused, his voice tinged with admiration. "Completely unharmed, even after enduring two surprise attacks from the toad sages." The fight had taken an unexpected twist, and the true extent of Jiryoku's power had been revealed, is it really?

Jiryoku had fixed his sights on Gamashiro's head, closing the distance with astonishing speed. Perched atop Gamashiro, Fukasaku knew that Jiryoku was determined to deliver a fatal blow, aiming to sever Gamashiro's head from his body. The critical factor in this life-and-death struggle was whether anyone would come to Gamashiro's aid. Fate, it seemed, rested on Fukasaku's small shoulders as he was above the head of Gamashiro.

With his over 800 years of experience, Fukasaku discerned a distinct path for Jiryoku's lethal attack. He swiftly acted to tilt Gamashiro's head, ensuring that Jiryoku's strike would miss its intended target, thus keeping Gamashiro safe. Fukasaku's actions were the result of meticulous calculations and a deep knowledge of combat strategy.

The relief washed over Fukasaku as he believed he had averted a disaster by tilting Gamashiro's head, saving him from Jiryoku's deadly assault. However, in the heat of the moment, he failed to notice a crucial change. The instant he decided to shift Gamashiro's head, Jiryoku also veered from his original trajectory.

Just as Fukasaku allowed himself a moment of relief, thinking he had successfully safeguarded Gamashiro, he suddenly realized the peril. Jiryoku had already closed the distance, poised to strike. With a heart-wrenching cry, Fukasaku desperately shouted, "Shiro..." but it was too late. In the blink of an eye, Jiryoku's attack found its mark, cleanly separating Gamashiro's head from his body, and as Fukasaku uttered the word "boy," his voice dropped to a sorrowful whisper. The battle had taken a tragic turn, with unexpected consequences that left everyone stunned.

"Shiro!" Jiraiya's desperate cry echoed through the chaotic battle. He made a move to rush to Gamashiro's side, but Tsunade firmly grasped his shoulder, her eyes conveying a clear message: Jiraiya mustn't interfere. Jiryoku had issued a stern warning that no one should meddle in the battle, and Tsunade was uncertain what consequences Jiryoku might unleash if those restrictions were broken.

"Shiro!" In a defiant shout, Iwayado Sage leaped into the air, his mace raised high, ready to join the fray.

Jiryoku, however, harbored no sympathy for his enemies. He had no intention of waiting for their interference to subside. Without hesitation, he pressed on, targeting Fukasaku. Fukasaku, with over 800 years of battle-hardened experience, understood the harsh reality of the battlefield. There was no room for mourning or sorrow. As Jiryoku closed in on him, Fukasaku unleashed the formidable "Frog Kata," the only effective counter against Jiryoku known thus far.

Fukasaku believed that this attack would, at the very least, push Jiryoku back. Yet, as with previous events, circumstances took an unexpected turn. Jiryoku swiftly evaded the "Frog Kata" assault, leaving Fukasaku dumbfounded. In the blink of an eye, Jiryoku appeared in front of him. Blood spilled from Fukasaku's mouth as he glanced down at his chest, where Jiryoku's deadly strike had found its mark, piercing his heart. The battlefield had shifted once again, and the tide of the fight had taken a grim turn.

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