Chapter 533: Everyone thinks you won't make it, yet you are the one who shows the most promise

However, no one present cared about Mitokado Homura, who was weeping alone in the corner; their attention was entirely captured by Akimichi Torifu, who had transformed into a giant.

"Is this the secret technique the Akimichi clan is so proud of? A bit interesting."

Watching the giant fist descending from the sky, Shi's eyes brimmed with intense fighting spirit, and dazzling lightning erupted across his body.

Lightning Armor, activate!

Rumble!

The next moment, Akimichi Torifu's mountain-like fist landed, the powerful impact kicking up several meters of dust and instantly swallowing Shi's sturdy figure.

But he did not show the slightest joy because of this.

Because this punch had missed.

"Where did he run off to?"

Akimichi Torifu moved his massive body, searching for traces of his opponent, but after using the Multi-Size Technique, his agility plummeted, and he became a clumsy target.

"Torifu, watch out!"

The F6 watching from the sidelines suddenly exclaimed. Before Akimichi Torifu could react, a sharp pain shot through his lower leg.

"Thud!"

He hurriedly turned his head, only to see Shi, crackling with lightning, having successfully launched a sneak attack and, instead of pursuing, cautiously putting distance between them.

"Damn it."

Seeing the opponent's lightning-fast movements, Akimichi Torifu knew that maintaining the Multi-Size Technique would only make him a sitting duck for Shi, so he released the secret technique, his massive body deflating like a punctured ball back to its normal size.

"Again."

Glancing at his bruised lower leg, Akimichi Torifu, harboring secret resentment, tightened his sandbag-sized fist, pushed off with both legs, and vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he had already flashed before Shi, his fist, wrapped in pale blue chakra, striking straight at the dark-skinned face.

The uninformed onlookers, seeing this, all wore expressions of astonishment.

This fatty was several heads taller than Shi, yet his speed was not slow at all.

"Well come!"

Seeing this, Shi did not dodge; instead, he grinned, and his iron fist, glowing with lightning, struck out fiercely.

This kind of fist-to-flesh combat was exactly what he wanted.

"Bang!"

The two fists of vastly different colors collided, a dull thud instantly ringing in everyone's ears, while visible air ripples spread outward.

Boom—

The evenly matched pair were shaken apart by the force. Akimichi Torifu retreated several steps, a flush of red flashing across his chubby face, while Shi, who had only retreated one step, showed no abnormalities on his dark face.

"Torifu actually lost in terms of strength."

Seeing the result of their clash, the F6 all wore expressions of shock; Akimichi Torifu was the powerhouse of their group.

In terms of raw strength alone, he had no equal among his peers.

"You've got quite a bit of strength."

Feeling the numbness in his fist, Akimichi Torifu's face was grave; it had been a long time since he encountered an opponent who could rival him in strength.

This "scrawny" Cloud ninja really had some tricks up his sleeve; Homura's defeat wasn't in vain.

Mitokado Homura: Please feed me peanuts!

"You're lucky to be alive, little fatty."

Shi lowered his fist, a look of disdain appearing on his face. He had expected the opponent to give him a surprise, but he was only slightly more durable than that bespectacled kid from before.

If not for the senior brother's instruction not to go too far, this little fatty from the Leaf would only be able to fly a plane with one hand from now on.

"What do you mean by that?"

Akimichi Torifu caught the subtext in Shi's words and immediately frowned.

"Hmph! If I had done this just now, you would already be lying in a row with that bespectacled kid."

With a disdainful cold snort, Shi raised the fist he had just used to clash with Akimichi Torifu and slowly opened it; the lightning erupting from his fingertips was like a physical substance.

Crackle—

"What is that?"

"My Hell Stab can easily pierce even steel, let alone your mortal flesh."

Flicking his hand to dissipate the lightning, Shi looked at the stiff-faced Akimichi Torifu and shook his head with some regret.

"You should be thankful you didn't meet me on the battlefield, otherwise, heh."

Shi's words were like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into the hearts of the F6 and completely shattering their long-held pride.

If it were me, could I have blocked that strike?

This unavoidable question hung over them like a persistent gloom, and the group fell into an eerie silence.

Watching the suddenly quiet F6, Tobirama Senju sighed inwardly, beginning to reflect on whether he had been too gentle with them, to the point where they began to doubt life after encountering such a minor setback.

"Cheer up. Ninjas are not brutes; compared to strength, the mind is far more important."

With no other choice, to guide his disciples whose Dao hearts were wavering, Tobirama Senju had to speak words he didn't truly believe.

"For example, your teacher, before the village was established, relied on a sharp mind and agile thinking to play his arch-enemies in the palm of his hand."

Upon hearing this, the F6's complexions improved slightly, and their gazes toward Tobirama Senju held a bit more admiration.

"Yes, the teacher is right. The game between ninjas is never just about strength."

However, one person, upon hearing Tobirama Senju's statement, wore an inexplicably strange expression.

"White-hair, how do I remember..."

Madara Uchiha touched his chin in confusion; in his memory, the plot didn't go like that.

He remembered very clearly that when Tobirama Senju fought against them and his brothers, he spent most of his time hiding behind the Wood Golem, throwing shuriken and spitting water, never once participating in a giant battle head-on.

"Stop, look, Torifu is charging again!"

Seeing Madara Uchiha about to debunk him, Tobirama Senju cursed inwardly and immediately changed the subject, and everyone's gaze shifted back to the arena.

Bang!

Slap!

The two figures began a frontal clash. Akimichi Torifu, thoroughly enraged by Shi's words, transformed into an angry lion, throwing both fists, his large hands imbued with the power of the Multi-Size Technique raining down on the opponent.

But Shi remained calm. With the boost from his Lightning Armor, his speed far surpassed Akimichi Torifu's. After easily dodging the attacks, his iron fist, imbued with lightning power, slammed into the opponent's chubby belly.

Rumble—

The volatile Lightning Release power invaded his body, instantly numbing Akimichi Torifu's meridians and causing him to freeze momentarily. His protective chakra dissipated, and, his defense broken, he was sent flying, slamming hard against the wall of the training ground.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Rolling onto the ground, he coughed up a mouthful of blood. A faint trace of lightning flickered on his skin, and the numbness remained.

"Damn it, I absolutely cannot lose face for the Leaf!"

Facing the terrifying enemy, Akimichi Torifu gritted his teeth and tremblingly pulled a small transparent box from his pocket, inside which lay three pills of different colors.

As expected of the radical Torifu, he's even popping pills for an exhibition match.

"Stop, Torifu."

Seeing his disciple about to risk his life, Tobirama Senju frowned. He transformed into a blue streak of light, appearing before Akimichi Torifu and reaching out to snatch the secret medicine the boy was about to swallow.

"This is just a sparring match."

"Teacher! I..."

Looking at his crestfallen disciple, Tobirama Senju sighed.

"Knowing shame leads to courage; knowing weakness leads to strength. To become strong, the first step is to bravely admit and accept your current weakness."

Akimichi Torifu's face turned bright red, but he did not argue further, obediently standing up and following Tobirama Senju off the field.

"Your disciples are actually quite excellent, it's just a pity they met Shi. He is a successor I think very highly of."

Seeing his junior brother win two matches in a row, Kinkaku boasted triumphantly to Tobirama Senju, making the latter so angry his nose was almost crooked.

The F6 clenched their fists, wishing they could punch the smug Kinkaku.

"Monkey, this one is a bit thorny."

Danzo Shimura looked at Shi in the arena with a grave expression. This dark-skinned man with muscles like steel was not only as fast as lightning, but the lethality of his moves was also terrifying; he was absolutely a nightmare for a standard ninja.

"Hoo... Danzo, why don't you go? Try to make him reveal more of his trump cards."

Looking at his friend beside him, Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes were full of calculation. Shi was nine times out of ten a Lightning Release ninja; Danzo's Wind attribute could perfectly counter him. Even if he couldn't win, he could at least scout out more intelligence.

"Huh?"

You big-eyed monkey, you actually learned to sell out your teammates? What happened to sticking together?

"Why don't you go?"

"Among us, you are the best at using Wind Release. I'm only letting you go because I trust you. Or do you want Koharu to go?"

Koharu Utatane happened to have the Wind attribute as well, but at the moment, she was treating the injuries of the blood-spitting Akimichi Torifu and couldn't get away.

"But..."

Pouting in a difficult manner, Danzo prepared to argue further, but Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes darted around, and he suddenly pointed to the arena.

"Look, it's the bikini cheerleaders!"

"Where? Where?"

Danzo turned around quickly, and Hiruzen Sarutobi seized the opportunity to kick him right in his massive backside.

"Thud!"

"Hurry up, are you planning to be cowards?"

Shi, who had been waiting in the arena for a long time, saw that his opponent hadn't come down and immediately began to mock them. Madara Uchiha frowned upon hearing this, his displeased gaze falling upon the F6.

"Lord Hokage, I..."

Swept by the gaze of Madara Uchiha, Jing knew he could no longer sit and wait for death, so he resolutely stood up, preparing to step onto the stage to win back face for the Hidden Leaf Village.

"Monkey, I'm coming up!"

However, another figure was a step faster than him, landing on the field first, though their gait was somewhat messy, and they nearly fell flat on their face upon landing.

A face full of resentment, Danzo turned his head, staring fixedly at the culprit with a man-eating gaze; he had calculated everything, but he had not calculated that a close friend of many years would backstab him.

Shi looked Danzo up and down, a look of surprise sweeping over his slightly exaggerated buttocks.

"You? You're not even as good as the little fatty from before; are you coming up here to get beaten?"

"Hmph! Let's see what we're really made of."

Forced into a corner, Danzo also understood the principle that even if one loses, one must not lose their composure; there was not a trace of cowardice on his face.

Since he had already taken the stage, he had to finish this fight beautifully, and settle the score with Monkey after returning.

"Hidden Leaf, Danzo."

Facing the oppressive Hei Lao Da, Danzo did not dare to be the least bit negligent, quickly drawing the samurai sword from his back and holding it in front of him, his black eyes fixed on the opponent's figure.

"Danzo? Never heard of him."

Recalling the name, Shi had no impression of it, and a bit of contempt immediately appeared in his eyes.

Looks like he's just cannon fodder.

"Then I'll play with you for a bit."

Boom—

Dazzling lightning burst forth from Shi's body once again; clad in lightning armor, he kicked off his legs and vanished from his spot. Seeing this, Danzo's gaze tightened, and he quickly retreated, attempting to find the opponent's figure.

But after scanning the area, he found nothing.

"What are you looking for?"

The next moment, a playful voice rang out by Danzo's ear, followed immediately by the appearance of blinding lightning.

Shi, having circled behind him at some point, was seen grinning strangely as he raised his leg, preparing to treat Danzo to a kick to the chest.

"Butt Style: Butt Giant Jutsu!"

Just at this critical moment, Danzo, having reacted, hardened his heart and immediately unleashed his unique secret technique; his already exaggerated, perky buttocks rapidly expanded, tightly clamping Shi's lightning-covered leg between his butt cheeks.

"Huh?"

Feeling his leg clamped into a warm, damp place, Shi stared with wide, bewildered eyes; he had never seen such a bizarre secret technique.

"So disgusting, let go of me!"

Soon, Shi recovered from his shock; imagining where his leg was currently located, he felt a chill run through his entire body.

He immediately increased the power of his lightning armor, and crackling electric arcs covered his entire thigh.

For a moment, Danzo's entire butt crack was glowing.

"Hiss."

The sensation of having one's butt crack electrocuted was not pleasant, but Danzo continued to grit his teeth and persist, for he still had a backup plan.

Seeing that Danzo had no intention of loosening his butt cheeks, Shi wished he could chop off his own defiled leg.

"Break for me!"

Under the influence of intense physical discomfort and the influence of despair, Shi actually experienced a breakthrough.

"That is?"

Watching the battle, Jin Jiao stood up abruptly, looking in shock at the lightning on Shi's leg as it began to change color, gradually shifting from deep blue to a despairing pitch-black.

"Haha, I really have to thank you all."

Turning his head to look at the tense-faced Tobirama Senju, Jin Jiao felt incredibly satisfied; your Hidden Leaf has truly lost both the battle and the soldiers this time.

"Ugh."

Danzo also felt the change in the Lightning Release within his butt cheeks; the previous lightning could only bring him a trace of numbness, but now it made him feel a piercing pain deep into his bones, as if his entire butt crack were about to explode.

"This is... Black Lightning!?"

Witnessing his own transformation, Shi's eyes were full of surprise; he had been exploring the path of advancing Lightning Release for a long time without any leads, and he never expected that after this battle, he would successfully master the Black Lightning he had dreamed of.

"Thank you, big-butt kid, Danzo, right? I've remembered your name."

After his great joy, Shi manipulated the black lightning and lunged at the desperately resisting Danzo, deciding to give him a magnificent finale.

"Black Lightning!"

"It's over."

Watching Danzo enveloped by the black lightning, the F6 members all wore worried expressions, as if they had already seen their friend tortured to the point of being battered and bruised; Koharu Utatane even turned her head away, unable to bear watching the miserable scene.

"It is still too early to talk about winning or losing!"

Even though his entire body had been pierced by the black lightning, Danzo, with his hands pressed together, still gritted his teeth and persisted; at this very moment, he wanted to prove to everyone that he was no longer the man he used to be.

"Butt Style: Butt Rebound!!!" (End of chapter)