Fire Release: Great Flame Bullet!
A sea of fire, spewed from Jiraiya’s mouth, roared towards Haruki.
The speed of the ice spreading halted. Under the extreme high temperature, the ice solidified in place, unable to advance another inch.
Haruki’s figure vanished within the approaching wave of fire. When he reappeared, his figure emerged without warning behind Jiraiya. With a wave of his hands, bright silver liquid metal surged around him like a living thing.
The mercury in the air transformed into countless sharp silver needles, shooting towards Jiraiya from all directions, carrying potent poison and deadly sharpness.
Watching this scene, the admiration in Jiraiya’s eyes deepened.
Wild Lion’s Mane Jutsu!
Jiraiya formed hand signs, prompting his white hair began to grow wildly again. The rapidly growing white hair, like countless flexible tentacles, swept forcefully and with extreme precision towards the mercury needles flying through the air.
The mercury splashed everywhere in the air, but without exception, it all returned to Haruki’s vicinity, floating like a living entity, resembling a giant silver oarfish around him.
Just then, Haruki vanished. By the time Jiraiya reacted, Haruki had abruptly appeared behind him.
Jiraiya’s pupils constricted. Haruki’s speed was somewhat beyond his expectations.
At this moment, Haruki’s fist was wreathed in dark lightning. His strike was perfect in timing, angle, and power.
The space around Haruki’s fist could not withstand the pressure and subtly twisted.
Haruki’s fist aimed directly at Jiraiya’s back.
A huge cloud of white smoke erupted between Haruki and Jiraiya. Haruki felt his fist strike some kind of hard metal object. As the white smoke gradually dispersed, he saw what had blocked his punch. A toad had appeared beneath Jiraiya. Haruki’s fist had struck the armor on the toad’s arm.
A crack appeared on the armor of the toad’s arm.
Jiraiya raised an eyebrow, glad he hadn’t tried to endure that blow directly. He triumphantly jumped down from the toad’s back.
A look of immense relief spread across his face. He had almost capsized in a ditch. Thankfully, his reaction was quick enough.
"Excellent! You truly gave me a surprise."
Jiraiya looked at Yahiko and the two others, who were panting but whose eyes were still sharp.
His gaze finally fell upon Haruki.
"Especially you, Haruki..."
"I never expected you to have grown to such a degree."
"What terrifying genius!"
The toad, squatting beside Jiraiya, realized that the situation was not what it had imagined. It had thought Jiraiya was in danger, but it turned out Jiraiya was teaching his students. It unsummoned itself, uninterested.
Jiraiya looked at Yahiko and said, "Yahiko, your Water Release Ninjutsu is already very outstanding."
"And Konan, your paper ninjutsu is becoming more and more flexible."
Jiraiya was pleased to see their growth. Now, self-preservation was no longer an issue for them.
Especially Haruki, it could be said that his strength had already surpassed the Chunin rank.
Jiraiya had met many geniuses, but none could be compared to Haruki. He anticipated Haruki’s future.
Jiraiya finally looked at Nagato, his expression serious. "Nagato, do not fear using the power of your eyes."
Nagato’s body trembled. His red hair obscured his unusual eyes. Nagato’s talent was second only to Haruki, possessing extremely high aptitude for ninjutsu. However, he seemed somewhat hesitant in battle.
Jiraiya knew that his eyes had always been an obstacle Nagato couldn’t overcome.
He sighed. He was about to leave, and he no longer had time to help Nagato overcome this obstacle. He could only leave it to Haruki.
Jiraiya looked at Haruki.
Haruki glanced at Nagato, receiving the message conveyed in Jiraiya’s eyes.
He nodded towards Jiraiya. He would help Nagato overcome his difficulties. He was still thinking about replicating the Rinnegan’s abilities.
Jiraiya breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Haruki was young, he was the most mature of the four children. Entrusting Nagato to Haruki, Jiraiya felt very reassured.
Haruki possessed a powerful and uncontrollable strength similar to Nagato’s. No one could empathize with Nagato’s pain more than him.
Sometimes, Jiraiya couldn’t help but marvel at the arrangements of fate.
It was such a coincidence. To let two children with equally tragic backgrounds, equally great talent, and equally soft hearts meet and accompany each other.
What a gentle arrangement!
Jiraiya glanced at the turbulent sea, he couldn’t delay any longer.
"We will meet again." Jiraiya said to the four children.
Not only that, he was certain he would receive news of them. Their talent destined them not to be ordinary. The Ninja World would surely have a place for them in the future.
Jiraiya slowly retreated, waving to them.
Konan couldn’t hold back her tears, she ran towards Jiraiya and hugged him tightly.
Jiraiya stopped, his eyes also a little sad. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel★fire.net
How could Haruki miss such a good opportunity to collect emotional value?
He also hugged Jiraiya.
"If it weren’t for you, we might still be wandering now."
"Perhaps... already dead."
"Jiraiya-sensei, I will always remember your teachings to us."
"I will definitely hold on to my dream."
Haruki looked up at Jiraiya and said, "It’s to hold on to our dream, and I will definitely achieve it."
Jiraiya’s pupils slightly widened.
How could Jiraiya forget?
Their common dream was to hope that the Ninja World would no longer have war.
[System detected Jiraiya’s Nostalgia Value + 10000]
[Your Cursed Spirit Choso’s rank has increased to 61.4%]
Jiraiya looked deeply at Haruki, his eyes shining with firm resolve.
"I believe in you, Haruki. I believe you can do it."
Haruki, with his talent and strong soul, was destined to be the savior of this war-torn world.