Chapter 130: Aunt Chiyo
Granny Chiyo—the reclusive powerhouse of the Hidden Sand Village!
Her husband was the First Kazekage—Reto, and her rumored boyfriend was the famous streamer Crow…
"But Granny Chiyo was actually this beautiful when she was young?" The alluring mature woman looked like a perfectly ripe peach—soft and full, as if she would drip with juice at the slightest squeeze.
Li Jiexuan widened his eyes in surprise. No matter how he tried, he couldn't connect the stunning young woman before him with the hunched, wrinkled Granny Chiyo from the anime. Time truly was a butcher's knife…
"You little pervert, what are you staring at?" Perhaps Li Jiexuan's gaze was too aggressive. Chiyo flushed and roared angrily, "You killed my husband—today, I'll make you die here!"
"Buddha, Dharma, Monk—Three Treasures Devouring Collapse!"
Three puppets suddenly burst forth, opening their mechanisms and wind vents, stirring up a violent tornado that tried to drag Li Jiexuan into the center of the formation and crush him into a pile of minced flesh with compressed wind pressure.
"So the more beautiful the woman, the crueler she strikes?" Li Jiexuan stood calmly in place. No matter how the wind vents howled, he didn't move an inch.
"How is that possible?"
Chiyo's eyes went wide in shock. Gritting her teeth, she poured in even more chakra—yet Li Jiexuan still didn't budge.
Using his physical body to directly withstand a B-rank ninjutsu—this guy was simply terrifying.
"Men need self-control!" Li Jiexuan shook his head with a smile. "Looks like you won't be avenging Reto today!"
"You're courting death!"
Chiyo clenched her teeth and extended two slender, jade-like fingers. "White Secret Technique—Chikamatsu's Ten Puppets!"
Ten powerful puppets surrounded Li Jiexuan in an instant, unleashing all kinds of hidden mechanisms and secret techniques at him at the same time—poison needles, raging flames, lightning…
"Boom!"
With a thunderous explosion, dozens of B-rank ninjutsu detonated at once, and purple poisonous smoke billowed everywhere.
"Hahaha, this kid is definitely dead!"
The Sand ninjas nearby burst out laughing. "No one survives taking a direct hit from Lady Chiyo's Chikamatsu Ten Puppets!"
Hearing this, Orochimaru in the crowd lowered his head unconsciously, his eyes dim. "I'm sorry, Jiexuan-kun…"
"Save the apologies for later!" As the smoke cleared, Li Jiexuan stood there completely unscathed. On top of the Dragon Sage's scales, an extra layer of wooden armor and ice armor had formed.
"How is this possible?" Everyone stared in disbelief. "He actually tanked Lady Chiyo's Chikamatsu Ten Puppets head-on!"
"Gulp…" Chiyo pressed her lips together. "No—it's far more than that! That was Ice Release, and Wood Release. How could one person possibly possess two kekkei genkai at the same time?"
Strictly speaking, it was three—including the Hatake clan's kekkei genkai…
"Sigh, ignorance is really terrifying." Li Jiexuan shook his head helplessly. "At the end of the day, kekkei genkai are just about genetics. Otherwise, Orochimaru wouldn't have been able to create Yamato using nothing but cells."
What's more, transplanting kekkei genkai wasn't even Li Jiexuan's own invention. Uchiha Madara had probably already transplanted the First Hokage's cells into his chest by now. If you love someone, engrave them on your heart—Madara's devotion to the First Hokage was truly admirable!
"This kind of existence absolutely cannot be allowed to return alive—kill him!" Chiyo roared furiously, finally abandoning the idea of personal revenge. Nearly a thousand ninjas swarmed forward at once!
Unfortunately, for a taijutsu fighter, numbers were meaningless!
The Kusanagi Sword flashed, cold light gleaming. Li Jiexuan alone, with a single sword, charged through as if entering an empty realm—ten steps, one kill; traveling a thousand miles without leaving a trace…
With every strike, the Kusanagi Sword drank deep of blood. Their attacks, meanwhile, did little to Li Jiexuan. C-rank ninjutsu could only shatter the outermost layer of ice armor. B-rank ninjutsu barely managed to break through the wooden armor, yet the final layer—the Flood Dragon scales—still easily blocked all damage…
"Damn it… is this guy a monster?"
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