Halftime break.
Big Eyeball No. 1 followed Matatabi's gaze, turning toward the direction where Yugito was.
He looked at the landlady of this place.
Big Eyeball No. 1 excitedly licked its lips.
Sensing the disturbance in the seal space.
Yugito thought her beast friend needed something, so she rushed over without a moment's delay.
Seeing this scene now, the girl felt a wave of revulsion wash over her.
After a cold shiver, the girl's figure vanished from the space in an instant.
Big Eyeball No. 1 and Matatabi looked at each other.
Boom!
The second round began.
Half an hour later.
Draining the last bit of its strength.
Big Eyeball No. 1 slumped powerlessly onto the ground.
[INCINEROAR (LEVEL 47) USES FLARE BLITZ]
[IT'S NOT VERY EFFECTIVE]
[RIGHT EYE LOSES 0 HP]
[DING]
[RIGHT EYE IS OUT OF STAMINA]
[SEAL GYM, CHALLENGE FAILED]
[RIGHT EYE EXPERIENCE +1000]
This was the first time Motomu had completely exhausted Big Eyeball No. 1's stamina.
Unlike chakra, the Big Eyeball's stamina was its own; maintaining flight, secreting saliva, and so on all relied on its own energy.
As for the hearty physical brawl, it had essentially ended the moment it became clear that Matatabi couldn't break through its defense.
What remained was merely the process of Big Eyeball No. 1 actively looking for a beating.
The somewhat bored giant cat Matatabi crossed its paws, rested its head on them, and quietly observed the eyeball's every move.
Experience gained.
Big Eyeball No. 1 was out of stamina again.
Motomu couldn't be bothered to keep pestering the other party or do something so thankless.
Since he could farm experience here, it didn't matter where he did it.
Motomu was starting to not want to leave; wasn't the seal space actually quite nice?
Looking at the Two-Tails cat demon.
Seeing that the other party had stopped hissing.
Motomu casually opened the system panel and applied the newly acquired experience to his Kidney.
[POKEMON: KIDNEY]
[LEVEL: 12]
[TYPE: WATER/FIGHTING]
[CURRENT EXPERIENCE: 5.9/120]
[BASE STATS: HP: 20, ATK: 1, DEF: 4, SP. ATK: 5, SP. DEF: 8, SPE: 5]
[IVS: 2/31]
[EVS: 10/100]
[NATURE/ABILITY: QUIET]
[MOVES: TACKLE, WHIRLPOOL, WATER SPOUT, HYDRO PUMP]
[PASSIVE MOVES: NONE]
[DESCRIPTION: THE PAMPERED NO. 4]
[NOTIFICATION: POKEMON HAS NEW MOVES AWAITING SELECTION]
'Something's not quite right.'
Motomu frowned, carefully sensing the changes in the chakra within his body.
Inside his body.
Besides the familiar chakra from before.
A completely new surge of chakra was quietly becoming clear.
This chakra was cool and gentle, flowing through his meridians like water.
It was entirely different from his previous Fire Style chakra.
The two revolved in his dantian like a Taiji diagram, harmoniously rotating yet clashing and neutralizing each other.
Motomu felt that his chakra volume hadn't increased; instead, it had suddenly decreased.
Sensing that his total chakra volume had dropped by a tenth.
Motomu didn't have the slightest worry.
The fact that his chakra decreased instead of increased corroborated his theory regarding the Five Elements.
Water and Fire countered each other; it was within his expectations that they wouldn't form a generative relationship.
According to the cycle of the Five Elements.
Water nourishes Wood, and Wood fuels Fire.
Next, he just needed to unlock the Grass-type Pokemon corresponding to the Wood element—the Liver.
And wasn't the opportunity to obtain a new Pokemon right in front of him?
As long as he outlasted Matatabi, he could obtain a new badge.
Using the new badge, he could unlock yet another Pokemon.
Even if it wasn't the Wood element, in the worst-case scenario, he would only need to unlock two more Pokemon to complete the Five Elements generative cycle.
When that time came, chakra freedom would no longer be a dream.
Without a Tailed Beast or a Sage Body, he would still be able to spam ultimate moves like basic attacks.
Motomu silently formulated a plan.
Once he finished picking the level ten passive this time, he wouldn't upgrade the Kidney for the time being, just to be safe and avoid having his chakra completely neutralized by opposing attributes.
Instead, he needed to concentrate this surplus chakra on developing Big Eyeball No. 1.
He needed to level up and move past this damn Mangekyo stage as quickly as possible.
His Right Eye's ability had been overused, and he was already moderately nearsighted.
The Tool Manipulation ability was just too useful.
Motomu knew he would definitely use it frequently in battle.
But once used, it would consume his remaining visual power, pushing him one step closer to darkness.
After checking with Big Eyeball No. 1 and learning it would take some time to recover its stamina.
Motomu felt the majority of the chakra remaining in his body.
The chakra consumed during the brief burst of Psychokinesis earlier had already been replenished.
Motomu's focus had only lingered for a split second, so the chakra consumption wasn't high.
However...
The toughness of a perfect Jinchuriki's Tailed Beast Cloak was truly impressive.
A two-second burst of fifty tons couldn't take her down; next time, he would have to try a hundred tons.
Or perhaps a Psychokinesis Cannon.
Speaking of the Psychokinesis Cannon.
Motomu had found a new train of thought after arriving in the Land of Lightning.
In the Land of Lightning, the technology for refining tungsten ore far surpassed places like the Land of Fire.
While other countries were still using iron weapons, they were already using tungsten filaments in their light bulbs.
Tungsten metal had a melting point of over 3,400 degrees.
It was commonly used as a raw material for armor-piercing projectiles.
The main reason he had used chakra-conductive metal weapons before was that ordinary iron ammunition would soften and evaporate under high-temperature conditions.
The secondary reason was that his Sharingan couldn't keep up, making it impossible to control the trajectory of the projectiles mid-flight.
Now that he had the Mangekyo, he no longer had to worry about controlling them with Psychokinesis under the effects of Tool Manipulation.
When his life was on the line, he couldn't afford to worry about the side effects of the Mangekyo.
Side effects were a concern for the living.
Having a sword and not using it is one thing; having no sword at all is another.
Now, what he needed to consider was the issue of materials.
Above Mach 5, iron would evaporate due to friction with the air, completely losing its combat effectiveness.
At Mach 10, the constant surface temperature of an object can approach 3,900°C.
Tungsten ammunition could barely hold up until Mach 9.
And at that speed, clearing out small fry at the Chunin level would be more than enough!
Even a Jonin could only dodge by reacting to his hand movements.
For those at the level of Tailed Beasts or the Snake Princess, tungsten still wouldn't cut it.
Even if it was accelerated to that extent and had sufficient speed, the material's hardness wouldn't hold up under high temperatures.
It would, at most, knock a layer of dust off the opponent.
But with the ninja war imminent, it was still worth considering for clearing out rank-and-file ninjas.
He just didn't know how much tungsten metal sold for in the Land of Lightning.
Motomu planned to stockpile some whenever he had the chance.
"View passive move selection."
[DING]
[THE KIDNEY HAS LEVELED UP; IT SEEMS TO HAVE REALIZED SOMETHING]
[1. SURGING WAVES: EVERY TIME A WATER-TYPE MOVE IS RELEASED, IT IS RELEASED ONCE MORE WITHOUT CONSUMPTION]
[2. CALL OF THE ABYSS: DIVE INTO THE DEEP SEA AND REACH AN INTERESTING AGREEMENT WITH A CERTAIN ENTITY IN THE UNKNOWN] (GOLDEN LEGENDARY)
[3. TWO-FACED BROTHERS: THE POKEMON ACTS ONE WAY TO YOUR FACE AND ANOTHER BEHIND YOUR BACK; IT ONLY LISTENS TEMPORARILY WHEN YOU ARE WATCHING IT]
[4. MEMORY OF A GOLDFISH: FORGET THESE MOVES AND SELECT AGAIN]
'This is ridiculous!'
Aside from the first option, the rest of the choices were all incredibly strange.
Motomu struggled to tear his gaze away from the Call of the Abyss, which was exerting an inexplicable pull on him.
'Is this thing even legit?'
'If I choose this, will the stars align in the ninja world?'
Although it was also a Golden Passive, it was completely different from the golden moves he could understand before.
This one gave Motomu a skin-crawling sensation.
After giving the third option the cold shoulder, Motomu decided to choose Memory of a Goldfish.
Two of the options this time were useless; it was better to refresh.