redvbooks Chapter 133 This kick ignited the entire summer!
Chapter 133 This kick ignited the entire summer!
Sarutobi Nami became increasingly alarmed and frustrated as the fight progressed.
The boy felt like he was standing naked in front of a huge mirror, where all his flaws and shortcomings were clearly reflected, leaving him nowhere to hide.
The other party, however, remained like a shadow shrouded in mist, unfathomable.
"hateful……"
A sense of resentment welled up in Bo Cheng's heart.
He abruptly took a few steps back, widening the distance between himself and the clan chief. His chest heaved violently, and sweat soaked his hair, sliding down his cheeks.
He knew that if things continued like this, he would only be worn down to death.
...Let's give it our all!
Bo Cheng's eyes instantly turned bloodshot.
He mobilized all the remaining chakra in his body without reservation, gathering it in his right fist.
A powerful current of air began to rotate and converge around him.
The surrounding fallen leaves were swept up by this airflow, forming a small vortex.
This was a trump card he devised himself during battlefield simulations, combining the nature transformation of Wind Release techniques.
He named it – Wind Release: Ripple Gale Fist.
"Chieftain, take my final blow!"
With a roar, Bo Cheng charged towards Hiruzen Sarutobi once again, his entire body like a cannonball.
His right fist was wreathed in pale blue wind-attribute chakra, emitting a piercing whistling sound as if it could tear everything apart.
This punch was his strongest strike!
Around the training ground, the young tribesmen who were already lying on the ground subconsciously held their breath and stared intently at the field.
Although they had just been easily defeated by the Hokage in a manner that was almost humiliating, this did not prevent them from having the most fervent expectations for their comrades.
"Go for it, Bo Cheng!"
"Let the clan leader witness the power of the new generation of the Sarutobi clan!"
However, faced with this earth-shattering punch...
Hiruzen Sarutobi's face, however, remained calm and composed.
He looked at Bo Cheng's eyes, which were red with anger and resentment, and sighed softly in his heart.
"well……"
"Having great power is ultimately affected by emotions. This punch may seem powerful, but it has more flaws than the stars in the sky."
"I wish your surname was Uchiha..."
So be it.
Let me give you the most memorable lesson.
A glint of light flashed in Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes.
Time seemed to slow down infinitely at this moment.
Sarutobi Nami's fist, accompanied by a whistling sound as it tore through the air, made the clan leader's figure grow larger in his eyes.
The pale blue wind-attribute chakra formed a spiral of air that coiled around his arm, radiating a sharp aura.
Sarutobi Nami poured all his strength, will, and even his desire for victory into this punch.
This punch contained all of his chakra.
He seemed to see his punch striking the clan leader's chest without a doubt, winning back the dignity that belonged to a young man.
However, the ideal is very rich, but the reality... is shockingly harsh.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's left hand, which was always behind his back, remained motionless.
With his right hand, he formed a knife shape with his fingers together and slashed at the fist with extreme precision.
A subtle vibration traveled from Bo Cheng's wrist and instantly spread throughout his entire arm.
"!!!"
Bo Cheng felt as if all his strength had vanished in that instant.
The once-powerful wind-attribute chakra dissipated into the air with a "poof," like a punctured balloon.
at the same time.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's right foot moved.
It was a sweeping leg kick that looked incredibly casual, even a bit lazy.
It didn't stir up a gust of wind, nor did it contain any chakra.
Like an old man taking a walk, he casually kicks away a pebble on the side of the road.
"Smack."
A soft sound.
Bo Cheng felt a subtle yet powerful force in his chest that made him want to vomit blood.
The next second, under the stunned gazes of all the young clansmen in the training ground...
Sarutobi Namizumi, the leader of the new generation of the Sarutobi clan, was just an elite who had been dominating the training grounds.
Under the combined effect of inertia and that clever force, the entire body lost all control.
The forward-leaning body flew out in a comical and extremely embarrassing posture—buttocks sticking back, body leaning forward, hands still in the punching stance.
Finally, it drew a perfectly standard parabola in the air.
The entire movement was performed in one smooth motion, full of a certain indescribable sense of humor.
On the sidelines, the young people who were cheering for Bo Cheng were now frozen in place, their mouths agape and their eyes wide like saucers.
They watched as Sarutobi Nami gracefully soared through the air in an extremely comical "backwards landing" pose.
At last……
"Splat!"
A dull thud resounded clearly in the training ground.
After flipping two and a half times, Sarutobi Nami's face had a close encounter with the grass in the training ground, which had just been rained on and was still a little damp.
A mouthful of grass and dirt was his only gain at that moment.
The entire room fell silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the figure lying motionless on the ground in a prostrate position, their minds completely blank.
We lost?
Just like that... we lost?
The man who was so imposing just moments ago, seemingly capable of punching through the sky, was instantly defeated by the Hokage in one move?
And in such a... impactful and visually stunning way?
I don't know who was the first to lose control.
"puff……"
A suppressed laugh ignited the fuse of a powder keg.
next second.
"Hahahaha!"
"My god! Bo Cheng! That pose you just struck was so cool!"
"The 'Wild Goose Descending on the Sandbank' stance, with its rear end facing backward! I would call this the ultimate secret of Sarutobi's fluid arts!"
"Quick, quick! Who brought a camera? Take a picture right now! This will definitely be on the front page of this year's 'Konoha Jokes Collection'!"
"Bo Cheng, is the grass tasty? Is it a new variety planted at Master Shuo Mao's farm?"
The training ground was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
A deafening roar of laughter echoed throughout the entire training ground.
Those young people who had just been beaten to a pulp by Hiruzen Sarutobi, looking utterly hopeless, were now laughing so hard they were doubled over, rolling on the ground, tears welling up in their eyes.