Chapter 89: A Fizzle Out!

Both sides withdrew, creating a vast open space for Fujinaka Genma and Lao Zi to fight.

No.

Now it should perhaps be called the Four-Tails!

To be honest.

Fujinaka Genma disliked the Four-Tails—or rather, its name.

It was an insult.

Even a single hair plucked by the Monkey King is stronger than Itachi!

Still, looking at the Four-Tails’ massive form, Fujinaka Genma did feel a twinge of regret for not preparing colored contact lenses beforehand.

With colored contacts, he could simply put them on and openly use his Sharingan.

Instant kill!

But now—

Without Jin Gang to seal it, he’d have to put in more effort.

And there was the Tsuchikage beside him.

He knew well how terrifying this old man could be when he unleashed his power.

Dust Release could also be a long-range ninjutsu.

As he pondered, the Four-Tails on the opposite side moved.

Ultra-high-density chakra began to coalesce.

Tailed Beast Ball!

“Damn, going straight for the big one!”

Fujinaka Genma raised an eyebrow, and instantly chakra condensed rapidly in both his hands.

Left hand: Magnet Release Spiral Shuriken.

Right hand: Wind Release Spiral Shuriken.

And—

Fujinaka Genma’s speed in forming the jutsu was faster than the Four-Tails’ ability to summon its Tailed Beast Ball.

Here we go!

Fujinaka Genma hurled the Wind Release Spiral Shuriken.

And immediately after—

The Four-Tails’ Tailed Beast Ball shot forth.

One large, one small, they collided violently in midair.

A tremendous roar erupted, followed by a rapidly expanding sphere of light so blinding that Danzō and others couldn’t open their eyes.

“What an astonishing brat—he can directly stand up to a Tailed Beast!”

Daimō was stunned.

The intense light began to fade, but the storm that followed swept across the battlefield.

His robes flapped violently.

Fujinaka Genma saw a red blur flash past—the Four-Tails had vanished from the front.

Fujinaka Genma snapped his head upward and saw the Four-Tails descending from above, its entire body wrapped in lava, its enormous palm seemingly formed of molten rock, crashing down upon him.

The terrifying heat warped the air; Fujinaka Genma felt the air he breathed scorch his lungs.

A Flying Thunder God shuriken materialized in his hand, and he casually tossed it into empty space.

Just as the Four-Tails’ hands fully descended, his body vanished, reappearing in midair, where he launched the Magnet Release Spiral Shuriken.

Unlike the Wind Release Spiral Shuriken’s pure offensive nature, this jutsu was a restriction technique.

It instantly immobilized the Four-Tails’ massive form in place.

Then—

As Fujinaka Genma descended, he flicked his wrist, releasing a flood of explosive tags that scattered and enveloped the Four-Tails.

In midair, Daimō, who had been waiting for an opening, immediately formed hand seals and cast a jutsu.

Yet the moment his barrier enclosed Fujinaka Genma, the latter vanished via Flying Thunder God.

He landed dozens of meters away.

Fujinaka Genma smiled, watching the explosive tags fall like leaves, and raised one hand.

Mutual Multiplication Explosive Tags!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Flames erupted, explosions followed in rapid succession, relentless and unceasing.

And—

Fujinaka Genma used Super Explosive Tags.

Made by the Horse-Cutting System, they were far more powerful than ordinary explosive tags.

Each cost 20 Horse-Cutting Points; now, Fujinaka Genma had 40,000 Horse-Cutting Points, enough to buy 2,000.

So for Dingdianbaopo , Fujinaka Genma didn’t choose just one point.

He chose four—completely surrounding the Four-Tails.

In an instant, rolling fire and smoke engulfed the entire Four-Tails.

Four hundred Super Explosive Tags were consumed in the blink of an eye.

Watching this from above, Daimō gasped: “That’s the technique of the Second Hokage, Hashirama Senju!”

Such a terrifying explosion—even a Tailed Beast might not survive it.

Instantly—

He descended from the air and pressed both hands to the ground.

Near Fujinaka Genma, the earth trembled as a giant rock titan emerged.

Fujinaka Genma drew his blade, his body moving like lightning—BOOM!—he pierced straight through the rock titan.

The entire rock titan collapsed instantly.

One slash!

But immediately after, more sharp stone pillars erupted from the ground, piercing toward Fujinaka Genma.

Fujinaka Genma moved at high speed, charging straight for Daimō.

At that moment, the explosions surrounding the Four-Tails ceased.

The smoke cleared, revealing no trace of the Four-Tails.

In a massive crater lay only Lao Zi, his body charred black and unconscious.

Hundreds of explosive tags detonated in sequence—the Four-Tails couldn’t fully withstand them.

From the Iwa ranks, several figures sprinted out and carried Lao Zi away.

Meanwhile—

Daimō rose into the air again.

Fujinaka Genma’s speed was too great; ground combat was unsuitable for this old man with his creaking limbs.

Fujinaka Genma missed his strike but felt no regret; he glanced at Lao Zi being rescued and said to Daimō: “Tsuchikage, withdraw your forces!”

He couldn’t defeat Daimō without the full-body Susano’o.

But Daimō couldn’t match his speed.

“Damn brat!”

Daimō glared angrily at Fujinaka Genma and retreated.

The Iwa forces began to withdraw.

This battle ended inconclusively.

But—

The Iwa merely retreated temporarily; they had no intention of fully withdrawing.

Thus—

Both sides faced off along the border between the Land of Rain and the Land of Earth.

Fujinaka Genma had no choice but to personally guard the front line daily, guarding against Iwa surprise attacks.

Thus—

Every few days, Lao Zi would come to provoke him again.

Daimō watched from the air.

Each time, Lao Zi returned lying down.

But—

A month passed.

Not just Fujinaka Genma—even Danzō and Orochimaru sensed something was off.

The Iwa seemed to be deliberately stalling for time.