"That's unfair!"
Jiraiya's voice echoed across the training ground, laced with a hint of dissatisfaction.
He strode forward and pointed at Senba. "This kid has already awakened the Sharingan; he's practically invincible among Genin. Even some Chunin might not be able to match him. How could Nawaki possibly beat him?"
Tsunade snorted and said with a dismissive tone, "If he lost, he's weak. Why bring up his Bloodline Limit? Isn't Senba only six years old?"
Jiraiya choked on his words.
Nawaki climbed up from the ground, brushing the dust off his body, his face flushed red.
"He's not a medical ninja at all!" Nawaki shouted, "He is clearly a Uchiha genius who has activated the Sharingan!"
Tsunade narrowed her eyes. "I am a medical ninja too."
Her voice was soft, yet it carried an inexplicable sense of oppression.
"Nawaki, if you're still unconvinced, you can have Jiraiya fight me, and I'll let you see the true power of a medical ninja."
Nawaki's eyes lit up and immediately looked back. "Jiraiya-sensei! Go up there and beat this brute up!"
Jiraiya's face flushed red, but he remained rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.
If he could beat Tsunade, would he be miserable all these years?
"Ahem..." Jiraiya coughed and looked away. "Um, the weather is nice today..."
Despite Nawaki's repeated calls, Jiraiya acted as if he hadn't heard him.
Tsunade smiled and looked at her student.
"Senba, how about you having a spar with Jiraiya?"
"Me sparing with him?" Jiraiya pointed at himself, then at Senba.
Tsunade nodded. "Yes, have a match with him. Consider it guiding a junior."
Jiraiya took a deep breath, feeling humiliated.
"I am the great Jiraiya, a Konoha Jonin. You want me to spar with a six-year-old child?"
As he was speaking, he suddenly noticed Senba's expression. The kid was frowning slightly, seemingly hesitating about something.
Jiraiya's eyes lit up, and he immediately seized the opportunity.
"Tsunade, look, your student is scared!" He said triumphantly, "I don't want to bully a child. Think of how embarrassing it would be if word got out."
Tsunade frowned. "Senba, it's just a spar. There's no danger. What are you afraid of?"
Senba shook his head. "I'm not afraid. just worried about hurting Jiraiya."
Jiraiya's smile froze.
Senba continued, "What should I do if I accidentally kill him? I don't want to become a rogue ninja.
He paused, then added, "I still want to become Hokage. I can't kill a comrade."
Of course, Senba knew that it was impossible to kill Jiraiya with his current abilities. He just wanted to test himself against him.
The training ground fell silent before Tsunade burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha!"
She clutched her stomach, laughing so hard she swayed back and forth, tears almost streaming from her eyes.
"Kill him? Hahahaha! Worried about killing Jiraiya? Hahahaha!"
Jiraiya frowned and stared at Senba, the veins on his forehead throbbing.
"Kid. If you can kill me, you can go be the Hokage and take his position directly."
Killing an elite Jonin at six years old? What a joke. Even Hashirama and Madara couldn't do that back in their day. And he didn't believe that the kid in front of him was any different.
Senba nodded, "Since Lord Jiraiya is confident, then let's have a match."
He took a step forward and looked up at Jiraiya. Sunlight fell upon them both.
Jiraiya was much taller than him. Looking down at this small figure, he suddenly found it interesting.
Senba suddenly turned his head to look at Tsunade.
"Sensei, if I injure Jiraiya, is there any reward?"
Tsunade was stunned for a moment, then laughed even more happily.
"A reward?"
She crossed her arms over her chest, thinking for a moment, "Besides medical ninjutsu, I can also teach you my superhuman strength."
Senba's eyes lit up slightly. Superhuman Strength!
Tsunade's signature Taijutsu: concentrating chakra at a single point to unleash explosive, terrifying destructive power. Combined with the precise chakra control of medical ninjutsu, it was simply an unbeatable combination.
"Alright, alright." Jiraiya waved his hand impatiently, interrupting their conversation.
"Tsunade, step back. Don't disturb me while I teach this arrogant kid a lesson."
He loosened his neck, making a cracking sound.
"Daring to say you'll kill me at six years old? I've seen arrogant people, but never anyone this arrogant."
Nawaki's provocation of Tsunade didn't count, because that was family, and Tsunade was used to it.
But Senba, a six-year-old kid, dared to worry about killing him. Jiraiya felt he had to wake this kid to reality today.
Tsunade stepped back with a smile, and Nawaki followed behind her, retreating to the edge of the training ground. Only Jiraiya and Senba remained in the center.
"Begin!"
Jiraiya shouted, and his figure lunged forward!
He didn't use even half of his strength, yet his speed was many times faster than when Senba dealt with Nawaki just now. The ground beneath his feet emitted a dull thud as he launched himself toward Senba like a cannonball.
He closed his eyes; there was no need to look. He was just a kid. Even if he had activated the Sharingan, what could he do?
In Jiraiya's view, this six-year-old child, no matter how much of a genius he was, would at most have learned the Great Fireball Technique.
The Sharingan might allow him to see some things clearly, but his body's reaction speed couldn't keep up. Seeing clearly was useless if he couldn't react.
He wanted to end the battle in the same way. Just as Senba had knocked Nawaki down with one kick, he would knock Senba down with one kick to avenge Nawaki.
However, just as his sweeping leg moved toward Senba's lower stance, an accident occurred.
Senba didn't dodge. His eyes narrowed slightly, and in those scarlet Sharingan eyes, a single tomoe slowly rotated.
Jiraiya's movement slowed down in his eyes. Though still very fast, it was enough for him to see the trajectory.
He didn't retreat or dodge. Chakra gathered in his right palm.
It condensed and rotated, forming a blue sphere the size of a fist, emitting a sharp humming sound.
Rasengan!
Senba controlled the amount of Chakra injected; its power was at most one-tenth of the complete version.
However, this was enough. He raised his hand and slammed the Rasengan toward Jiraiya's lower leg.
"Bang!"
The next moment, a mist of blood exploded!
The instant Jiraiya's lower leg made contact with the Rasengan, his skin burst and blood splattered, stunning everyone.