[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-177":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Thunder Breathing to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1676361,2141,"Chapter 177 177: What Are You Doing~","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-177",177,"\u003Cp>In the world of shinobi, unleashing a ninjutsu of immense destructive power always came with a price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A technique like the one Hatake Kyūjō had just used—an electrifying release that could rival even S-rank Ninjutsu—could only be wielded under two specific conditions. At least, that was how Chiyo saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One: The technique was extremely difficult to master and required a genius with absurd chakra capacity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two: It demanded a steep price from the user—perhaps in the form of their body... or even their soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truth be told, Chiyo wasn't wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, Kyūjō's chakra was completely drained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Chiyo knew full well—this was her best chance to finish off the absurdly gifted youngster who, despite his age, had power that defied logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Hatake Kyūjō was leading his comrades—those same ninja who, just moments ago, had been fighting tooth and nail against the forces of Sunagakure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, however, they looked like ghosts of their former selves. Their chakra reserves were empty, and their legs could barely hold them upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They pushed forward through enemy territory, desperate to reach the safety of the Konoha encampment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they ran, the so-called \"Elite Jōnin\" behind Kyūjō were panting hard, some nearly tripping with every step. Kyūjō glanced back and let out a small sigh. He slowed down slightly and threw a glance over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn't we agree beforehand?\" he asked casually. \"You were supposed to save a little chakra for retreat. At this pace, we'll be caught before we even see the treeline.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akimichi Chokyū, face soaked in sweat, simply let out a sheepish chuckle and scratched the back of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My bad... I got a little too fired up chasing those guys.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kato Dan, pale but breathing steadily, added, \"It's my fault too... I guess I got too swept up in the rhythm of the battle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before either of them could continue, Captain Araki—grizzled, dependable, and by far the most experienced among them—shook his head gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though older, Araki was in better shape than the rest, still holding onto about thirty percent of his chakra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No... I'm the one who should take responsibility,\" he said firmly. \"I'm your captain. And I still have energy to spare. If the Sunagakure forces catch up, I'll stay behind and hold them off.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the rear, Sarutobi Chikawa chimed in, despite wheezing and wiping sweat from his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahh... Why are you guys arguing about responsibility now?\" he said with a smirk. \"What matters is that we absolutely trashed those sand punks tonight!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They wanna chase us? Let 'em come! I don't care! If they show up again, I'll just knock their teeth in. I don't need anyone shielding me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surprisingly, the calmest member of the team, Kurama Kaeha, gave a firm nod of agreement to Chikawa's fiery words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truth be told… Kaeha wasn't worried at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why should he be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their new teammate. A walking force of nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy had just gone toe-to-toe with Chiyo—the living legend of Sunagakure—and walked away without even a scratch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His uniform wasn't dirty. His stride was light. His expression, completely composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was there to be afraid of?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the sky fell... well, he'd probably be the one to catch it first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, the others were just panicking too easily. They'd lost the basic instinct of what it meant to be shinobi. Not like him. Kaeha had seen it clearly from the start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the only real ninja here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a genjutsu specialist, Kaeha expertly hyped himself up with inner monologue, and soon, his once-weary legs were pumping with newfound energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō, meanwhile, could only smile faintly as he listened to their chatter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, a strange warmth bloomed quietly in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something... oddly nostalgic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this what people called—bonds?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But time was ticking, and time wasn't kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite their efforts, the team's sluggish pace—barely reaching the standard of even a half-trained genin—was catching up to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within his sensory field, Kyūjō could already feel it. The pursuit squad from Sunagakure was closing in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At most... they had fifteen minutes left before they were overtaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet strangely, Kyūjō's expression only grew calmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, the inevitable happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first to collapse wasn't a frail support-type... but their front-line brawler, their living wall—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Akimichi Chokyū.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing sounded like the hissing of an old steam engine. As Kyūjō prepared to step forward and unleash a final attack to wipe out the pursuers, he paused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He considered suggesting a full stop. Let everyone rest. He could handle the rest alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, even if Chiyo herself was leading the charge, none of them truly understood...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one she was chasing wasn't an ordinary human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before Kyūjō could speak, Captain Araki—normally just a plain-faced man with a loud voice—stepped forward and planted his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint glow seemed to shimmer around him as he turned to address the team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keep moving,\" he said, full of resolve. \"Don't look back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll take care of the Sunagakure forces. As long as I'm still breathing, I won't let a single one of them cross this point!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a heart full of fiery determination, Araki turned and faced the oncoming threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could even strike a pose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of air pressure blasted past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A split-second later, sharp pain flared at the base of his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then... everything went black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body hit the ground with a dull thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Kyūjō looked a bit awkward after that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His chakra hadn't recovered enough yet, and he wasn't confident in subduing a seasoned Elite Jōnin with pure physical strength alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So... he used just a bit. A very small bit. Barely even a sliver...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiny flicker of invisible Busoshoku Haki, the kind he'd never used in front of anyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One soft palm strike to the back of Araki's neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Result?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instant knockout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...And maybe a minor clavicle fracture on one side. Not serious. Not too serious…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hopefully Tsunade-sama could patch him up later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the rest of the team…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stared, dumbfounded, at their fearless leader lying in a heap at Kyūjō's feet—less than five seconds after giving his rousing speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, in perfect unison, all five of them turned toward Kyūjō and yelled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"WHAT ARE YOU DOING~~~ OUCHH...!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Patreon here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Enjoy 100+ chapters ahead of WebNovel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ 2 new chapters every day (Monday–Saturday), exclusive on Patreon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Be the first to experience Arc 5 and the new season before anyone else!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>📖 The first chapter of Arc 5 is now live!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can read it right now on Patreon~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🌙 Note: Sunday is a rest day, so there will be no updates tomorrow. 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