Naruto: Wooing Tsunade from Day One!-Chapter 439: Water Release Showcase

"You dare get distracted while fighting me?"

A momentary lapse in focus was all it took—The Third Raikage didn't miss a single opening.

"Lightning Release: Black Panther!"

His highly concentrated Lightning Release chakra darkened to black, forming the shape of a panther before surging toward Ōnoki like a living bolt of lightning.

"Damn it!"

Realizing his mistake, Ōnoki let out a low growl and immediately increased his altitude.

He had been hit by this jutsu before and knew exactly how dangerous it was. The last time, it had inflicted his most severe injuries, a lesson he had never forgotten.

There was no way he was going to take it head-on again.

"Earth Release: Golem Jutsu!"

In a split second, Ōnoki formed hand seals at his fastest speed and spat out a massive rock construct from his mouth.

The golem had barely formed when the black lightning struck.

A violent explosion rocked the battlefield, sending sparks scattering in all directions. Using the brief opening, Ōnoki swiftly repositioned himself to safety.

"The little guy's got quick reflexes."

The Third Raikage smirked, amused by his failed strike.

Ōnoki didn't respond. His expression only darkened.

You don't hit a man where it hurts—he wanted nothing more than to rip that foul mouth right off The Third Raikage's face.

"Now that's an interesting jutsu!"

While clashing with the Fourth A and Killer Bee, Nawaki caught sight of Ōnoki's technique out of the corner of his eye, and his interest immediately piqued.

This Earth Release technique suited him perfectly.

"This sword is a damn nuisance."

The Fourth A muttered under his breath, while Killer Bee shared the same frustration.

Every time they clashed, Samehada drained their chakra, forcing them to prioritize evasion over attacking.

If this battle dragged on, the outcome was clear—at this rate, they were bound to lose.

"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"

Perhaps still riled up from The Third Raikage's taunts, Ōnoki unleashed a brutal Dust Release technique.

A translucent, conical energy field materialized between his palms before he fired it straight at The Third Raikage.

"Have you lost your mind?"

"Do you really think your Dust Release can hit me when I'm at full speed?"

The Third Raikage scoffed. Even the most powerful jutsu was useless if it couldn't land.

With a sudden flicker, he vanished.

As expected, his Lightning Release-enhanced speed was far too quick for the Dust Release to catch up.

Boom!

The battlefield trembled as Dust Release detonated upon impact, leaving a massive crater in its wake.

The sheer destruction it caused made it clear why even The Third Raikage refused to take it head-on.

For someone who prided himself on durability, the fact that he dodged spoke volumes.

"Whoa—now that's a jutsu I like."

Nawaki's reaction wasn't just admiration anymore—his eyes gleamed with something far more dangerous.

Greed.

He had long heard from his brother-in-law about the terrifying power of Ōnoki's Dust Release, but seeing it firsthand was a different experience altogether.

Kekkei Tōta truly lived up to its reputation.

Watching Nawaki get distracted again, both the Fourth A and Killer Bee finally lost their patience.

Did he really think so little of them?

"Supervibrato Lightning Release Blades!"

Killer Bee tapped deeper into the Eight-Tails' chakra, his entire body wrapped in the crimson glow of its power.

His swords, coated in high-frequency vibrating lightning, crackled violently, their cutting power surpassing even Wind Release.

"Lightning Oppression Horizontal Chop!"

The Fourth A leaped high into the air, channeling an immense surge of Lightning Release chakra into his hands before diving straight down toward Nawaki.

"Damn, you two found an opening."

Nawaki gripped Samehada's hilt with both hands, raising it just in time to intercept Killer Bee's vicious strike.

Samehada let out a guttural growl as if howling in pain—Killer Bee's attack, backed by the Eight-Tails' power, was no joke.

"Relax, it's just a little pain—you'll live."

Nawaki casually reassured his weapon, though Killer Bee was already retreating.

The glow on his blades flickered out—his chakra had been absorbed again.

But before Nawaki could react, the Fourth Raikage was already upon him.

Large weapons had their drawbacks—Nawaki didn't have time to reposition Samehada for another block.

He had no choice but to release his grip and face the attack barehanded.

"Let's see how tough you really are."

"Water Release: Hard Whirlpool Water Blade!"

Nawaki knew dodging wasn't an option—speed was never his strong suit.

With a quick surge of chakra, a condensed spinning water lance formed in his right hand.

The layered, high-velocity drill of water met the Fourth A's descending blade in a direct clash.

"Agh!!"

The Fourth A let out a sharp cry as the spiraling water strike sent him flying.

Once again, he lost in a head-on exchange.

"What's this kid's connection to Tobirama Senju?"

The Third Raikage frowned, feeling a rare sense of unease.

He had witnessed Tobirama's battles in the past—these techniques hadn't been seen in the ninja world for decades.

"Tobirama Senju? That's his grandfather."

Ōnoki smirked, clearly enjoying the revelation.

"Hmph. I'll deal with you first, then I'll go after him."

The Third Raikage had no choice but to acknowledge the difference between his son and Nawaki.

Aside from himself, no one here could match Nawaki's strength.

"If you think you can, then come and try."

Ōnoki could already see the tide of battle shifting.

If Nawaki could eliminate the AB duo, the entire situation would turn in their favor.

With nothing left to say, The Third Raikage and Ōnoki clashed once more.

Meanwhile, Nawaki's attention was drawn to Killer Bee, who had taken advantage of his momentary distraction.

Somehow, the swordsman had snatched Samehada from his grasp.

"Without this sword, let's see how cocky you are now!"

Killer Bee quickly pulled back, ready to gloat—

But before he could even laugh, a searing pain shot through his palm.

"Hsshh!"

With a sharp hiss, he instantly flung Samehada to the ground.

Its spikes had impaled his hand, blood dripping onto the dirt below.

"Kid..."

"Samehada isn't something you can control."

Nawaki lunged forward and delivered a powerful kick.

Killer Bee barely managed to block with his forearms, but the sheer force sent him skidding backward.

When he looked up again, Samehada was already back in Nawaki's hands.

Killer Bee didn't hesitate—he quickly put more distance between them.

He knew now that he couldn't win alone.

"Big bro, what do we do?"

"This guy's a monster."

Retreating toward the battered Fourth A, Killer Bee eyed Nawaki warily.

"We hold the line no matter what."

"If we can't stop him, what chance do the others have?"

The Fourth A's expression was unwavering despite the blood trailing from his lips.

Even heavily injured, retreat was never an option.

As expected of the man who, in the original timeline, had been willing to cut off his own arm to escape Amaterasu without hesitation.

He was ruthless—to others, but even more so to himself.

"Understood, Big Bro."

Killer Bee might have been younger, but under his brother's influence, his resolve hardened.

So what if they died? That was just how a true ninja lived.

"Your courage is admirable."

"Let me send you off properly."

"Water Release: Exploding Water Colliding Wave!"

Having absorbed more chakra than he needed, Nawaki unleashed it all at once.

Ironically, he still hadn't used a single drop of his own chakra in this battle.

At this rate, Samehada might as well be a divine weapon.