Kekkei Genkai? Just Fissure

"Lightning Style: Thunder Bolt!" Fukushu unleashed a relentless barrage of lightning bolts towards Jiraiya, aiming to strike him down. Sensing the danger, Jiraiya's hair suddenly bristled, covering his entire body like a protective shield.

Undeterred by Jiraiya's defensive maneuver, Fukushu charged towards him with unwavering determination. As Jiraiya gradually dispersed his hair jutsu, he caught sight of Fukushu rapidly closing in on him.

Jiraiya's eyes narrowed as he swiftly moved his arms, activating his Hair Style: Needle Jizo technique. His hair elongated and transformed into sharp spikes, creating a formidable defense around him.

Fukushu took a step back, momentarily surprised by the sudden change in Jiraiya's defense. However, Jiraiya seized the opportunity and closed the distance between them in a blink of an eye, launching a powerful fist towards Fukushu's face.

"Shukuchi!" Fukushu exclaimed, evading Jiraiya's punch with incredible speed and agility. Jiraiya's fist struck nothing but air, leaving Fukushu nowhere to be seen.

Woosh! Woosh! Suddenly, a kunai whizzed past Jiraiya, narrowly missing its target. Startled, Jiraiya leaped backward, only to find Fukushu grinning, still determined to take him down.

Curiosity piqued, Jiraiya couldn't help but ask Fukushu, "Who really are you?" The young man displayed not only immense strength but also great tactical prowess, making Jiraiya wonder about his true identity.

"Me? Just no one," Fukushu roared, stomping firmly on the ground. "Ugh!" Jiraiya winced in pain as spikes suddenly emerged from the earth, impaling him. He hadn't anticipated that Fukushu possessed such a formidable kekkei genkai. But what he didn't know that it was just the Fissure skill. The pain coursed through Jiraiya's body, but he remained resolute.

Ignoring the agony, Jiraiya rose to his feet, facing Fukushu's arrogant gaze. With a resounding shout, Jiraiya unleashed his "Raging Lion Mane Jutsu," commanding his hair to ensnare Fukushu.

Dug. Dug. Dug. Jiraiya's hair pursued Fukushu relentlessly as he desperately tried to evade its grasp. After several futile attempts, Fukushu found himself entangled by Jiraiya's hair, leaving him vulnerable to a powerful slam to the ground.

"Kyak!" Fukushu coughed up blood upon impact, but his smile remained defiant. Jiraiya observed this and ceased his barrage, releasing Fukushu and preparing to make his escape.

But before Jiraiya could flee, Fukushu activated his "Time Walk" ability, charging towards Jiraiya with renewed vigor. His wounds began to heal, and his bloodied body was restored to its previous state.

"F ire Style: Great Fireball!" Jiraiya was taken aback by Fukushu's rapid healing, but his experience allowed him to react swiftly. Fukushu, however, had run out of time with his time-walking ability and took the full force of the fireball.

"Haaaa!" The burning flames seared Fukushu's flesh, causing intense pain. Determined to continue the fight, Fukushu reached for a scroll, channeling chakra into it and consuming a healing potion that rapidly mended his burned skin.

Jiraiya, now surrounded by Ame ninja with Hanzo at the forefront, he thought that he had unwittingly walked into a trap. Though outwardly calm, his heart raced with nervousness. If only he had known, he would never have returned to the orphanage.

Fukushu, spotting Hanzo and the Ame ninja, declared, "Let me handle him!" Anger and embarrassment filled his face. His previous victory against Hanzo had been a fluke, as Hanzo had vastly underestimated him. This time, however, Jiraiya had in mind is that Fukushu fought Hanzo and won.

Hanzo, surprised by Fukushu's declaration, smiled and halted the Ame ninja, allowing Fukushu to confront the visitor.

Fukushu locked eyes with Jiraiya, both exuding hostility. Without hesitation, Jiraiya unleashed his "Raging Lion Mane Jutsu" once again, aiming to ensnare Fukushu and incapacitate him.

"It will not work on me twice," Fukushu proclaimed, springing towards Jiraiya as he skillfully evaded the onslaught of hair. But despite his evasive maneuvers, he found himself ensnared by Jiraiya's hair, leaving him with no other option but to succumb to its grip.

Jiraiya grinned, believing he had triumphed by ensnaring Fukushu. He tilted his head, ready to witness the hair's attack, but his smile faded into a frown as Fukushu suddenly became invisible once more.

Fukushu, aware that his "Shukuchi" technique lasted only three seconds, wasted no time and sprinted towards the stunned Jiraiya. With a ferocious punch, Fukushu struck Jiraiya's face as he stumbled backward.

"Ah!" The punch connected with devastating force, leaving Jiraiya reeling. Undeterred, Fukushu unleashed his "Lightning Dragon" attack, charging at the stumbling Jiraiya with an electrified fist.

Jiraiya, desperate to defend himself, utilized his "Needle Jizo" technique once again, using his spiky hair as a shield. Fukushu, driven by sheer determination, relentlessly hammered Jiraiya's hair, ignoring the damage inflicted upon himself.

Fukushu's punches continued, bloodied blows raining upon Jiraiya's body like a relentless storm. Jiraiya, weakened and pale, coughed up blood, his chakra depleted from the excessive use of "Needle Jizo" and sustaining injuries.

Finally, Jiraiya ceased his jutsu, and with a somber gaze, he beheld Fukushu's bloodied figure. A wave of nausea washed over him, witnessing the extent of the young man's injuries.

As Fukushu approached Jiraiya, his steps deliberate and slow, Jiraiya couldn't help but take a step back, apprehensive of Fukushu's indomitable willpower. Fukushu, undeterred, continued his advance, prompting Jiraiya to perform a hand seal.

"Great Fireball!" Jiraiya exhaled his last reserves of chakra, unleashing a scorching fireball. But to his surprise, Fukushu is still standing and a fist come to his face. Fukushu punched face Jiraiya repeatedly until Jiraiya becones unconcious, his face is black and blue.

"Idiot! Berserker's rage have a great resistance toward Magic Damage!" Fukushu grins, happy toward his victory.

"Hehe, do you think I will give this to you? In your dreams," Fukushu mocked the unconscious Jiraiya, holding the healing potion just out of reach. With a smug grin, he consumed the potion, revitalizing his battered body.

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