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Chapter 163 Sage Art: Wind Release - Rasengan - Sword Shadow Clone

Moonlight spilled onto the ravaged, pitted clearing in the woods outside the village. Aburame Shisei slowly withdrew his leg, his robes fluttering, a blue light swirling around him. He watched Jiraiya being kicked dozens of meters away, but did not pursue him.

Actually, he mainly wanted to test his current strength in the ninja world.

As it turns out, based solely on his physical and ninjutsu skills without using insects, he was already considered a top-tier fighter.

Of course, although he was far superior to Jiraiya in terms of physical ability, winning would not be difficult, but killing Jiraiya would be more difficult. After all, most strong people have long legs, and if they want to run away, no one can stop them. So he only planned to teach Jiraiya a lesson.

There are many reasons, but three main ones: First, he is in a good mood and doesn't want to kill anyone; second, there is a toad sage behind Mount Myōboku, and he's heard that guy can make prophecies, which he finds troublesome; third, even if he kills him, it won't make a difference.

Legend has it that Mount Myoboku possesses a magical talisman capable of bringing the dead back to life. Unless the corpse is destroyed immediately after being killed, the victim is very likely to be resurrected with full health.

Moreover, he already planned to leave the ninja world and travel overseas to find the energy stones in the ancient ruins. There was no need to confront the Toad Sage before that.

Aburame Zhicheng was lifted by the wind and floated in mid-air.

He lowered his head and said, "Jiraiya, I have no interest in being an enemy of Konoha, much less in fighting you to the death. Tonight's matter ends here. You go your way, I'll go mine, and we'll leave each other alone."

Jiraiya got up from the ground, his arms trembling slightly, but a smile appeared on his lips.

"No interference? That's easy for you to say. I don't believe someone like you is here in the Land of Hot Springs just to soak in the hot springs."

"Believe it or not." Aburame Shisei turned around and walked towards Yoshihide's house.

Behind him, a sudden gust of wind arose. Aburame Shicheng frowned slightly, and with a swift movement, he dodged the stray hairs and needles that came flying from behind.

Looking back, Jiraiya had already steadied himself, his hands forming hand seals, and his chakra was rapidly increasing.

"I can't just let you go like this."

Blood seeped from the corner of Jiraiya's mouth, but a stubborn smile remained on his face. He bit his finger and began to form hand seals, clearly a summoning jutsu.

Even if I'm badly injured tonight, I at least need to figure out your purpose.

Aburame Shisei sighed – troublesome.

He raised his hand, and the surrounding breeze suddenly gathered. Without needing to form hand seals, natural energy condensed and spun in his palm, transforming into a rapidly spinning pale blue shuriken.

Jiraiya's pupils contracted slightly, his expression changed drastically, and the hand seals on his hands instantly became chaotic.

A ninjutsu without hand seals? And it's Wind Release—no, it's not ordinary Wind Release; it contains extremely rich natural energy!

Sage Art: Wind Release: Rasengan.

With a flick of his finger, Shiseido Aburame sent the small shuriken flying out, multiplying in the air into two, three, and countless more, forming a dense array of blades that rained down on Jiraiya.

"What is this?" Jiraiya's expression changed drastically. His summoning jutsu was interrupted, and he quickly dodged, simultaneously forming hand seals: "Earth Release: Earth Flow Wall!"

Several earthen walls rose from the ground, only to be shredded to dust the moment they touched the sword in his hand. The tiny wind blades seemed to have a life of their own, nimbly turning in the air, relentlessly slicing through Jiraiya's figure.

Jiraiya fled in a sorry state, instantly covered in more than a dozen bloody gashes.

No, we'll die if this continues.

Fortunately, he formed the hand seals again to communicate with the spirits, and the final seal of the spirit communication technique was finally completed.

"Spiritual communication!"

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Four huge plumes of white smoke exploded, and four enormous figures appeared in the moonlight.

A slender blue toad wielding two swords—Gamahiro.

A purplish-red toad wearing a bib and holding a trident shield—Toad Jian.

A green toad with a cold expression, holding a long stick in one hand—Toad Power.

The last one is a giant red toad with a pipe in its mouth and a short knife at its waist—Gamabunta.

"Jiraiya, why did you call us out in the middle of the night?" Bunta asked, exhaling a puff of smoke.

Its gaze swept across the room and it saw Aburame Shisei standing quietly not far away, as well as the wind-blade shuriken flying everywhere.

"...What's going on?"

"Please, hold him off for me!" Jiraiya shouted. "I'm going to activate Sage Mode!"

After saying that, he jumped aside, bit his finger, and summoned spirits again. Two little toads—Fukasaku and Shima—appeared on his shoulder.

"Jiraiya, what happened that requires us to all go into battle?"

"No time to explain, I'm going to activate Sage Mode."

After he finished speaking, he stopped moving and began to sense the natural energy. Gradually, the patterns of an immortal's face appeared on his face.

The two immortals, realizing the urgency of the situation, immediately offered their assistance without further questions.

On the other side, Gamahiro drew his twin swords, looking at the approaching wind-blade shuriken, and said seriously, "These things are not simple."

He slashed with his twin blades, leaving afterimages, and with a series of clanging sounds, countless tiny blue shuriken were cut down.

But he was also panting heavily, and the two swords in his hands were chipped and full of nicks.

He exhaled, his face contorted in pain: "I withstood the first wave of damage, but I have to go back first."

In that split second, before the other toads could even see clearly, a pool of blood had already appeared on the ground.

Toad Guang's hands were covered in wounds, and his stomach had taken dozens of blows. It turned out that he not only used his knife to parry the attacks, but also used his body to bear the injuries.

With a puff of smoke, Gamahiro ended his psychic summoning and disappeared.

But before he could finish speaking, Aburame Shicheng raised his hand again.

A small wind-style shuriken flew out again, continuously absorbing the surrounding wind-attribute natural energy in the sky, and splitting into two exponentially: one became two, two became four, four became eight...

Before long, the entire sky was filled with these tiny shuriken.

They fell from the sky like a torrential downpour.

That's right. After mastering the Wind Sage Technique, the wind in nature is actually more obedient than wind-style chakra.

Therefore, in Aburame Shisei's hands, this small-scale Sage Art: Wind Release: Rasengan is equivalent to a basic attack.

The slightly more complicated one is called Immortal Escape: Rasengan Sword Shadow Clone.

"Here they come." Gamaken raised his shield to block in front of him.

It had to protect Jiraiya and ensure that not a single Wind Release: Rasengan shuriken escaped. After all, they were large, and a hit wouldn't be fatal, but for someone as small as Jiraiya, a single hit would either kill him or severely injure him.

The shuriken struck the shield, producing a series of clanging sounds. Each strike carried a heavy impact, causing the shield to retreat repeatedly.

Toad Power wielded his long staff, deflecting the incoming shuriken one by one. But the shuriken seemed endless, one wave after another appearing, growing ever denser with each strike.

"This can't go on," said Gamabunta. "There's just too much of this stuff."