Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique
Konohamaru's hands turned into afterimages, throwing countless shurikens in an instant. Simultaneously, his hands formed seals.
The shurikens began to change, attacking Kankuro with no space to dodge, glittering coldly everywhere.
Fire Release: Great Flame Technique
A secret fire release jutsu passed down through generations of the Sarutobi clan. A great fire is emitted from the mouth, covering the shurikens.
Beneath the roaring flames, in Kankuro's sight, there were still shurikens amidst the fire, forcing him to be on guard.
A fiery red light suddenly appeared in the dense forest. Though Konohamaru was only thirteen, his chakra had far surpassed that of a chunin.
In the original timeline, at this age, Konohamaru faced Pain's invasion of Konoha alone and used the powerful Rasengan jutsu to defeat the Hell Path.
Remarkably, despite his young age, Konohamaru could use the Shadow Clone Technique, a testament to his chakra capacity.
Now, having experienced the tragedy of his clan's annihilation three years ago, Konohamaru lived in sorrow, his strength rapidly growing under the pressure of revenge.
After all, he is the Third Hokage's grandson and has been trained in various ninja techniques and powerful jutsu since childhood.
Therefore, Konohamaru's strength is formidable.
"You can't escape, brat."
After the fire, Kankuro, revealing his puppet form, sneered bloodthirsty at Konohamaru's panicked eyes.
Puppet Replacement Technique
With a creaking noise from behind, it was too late for the startled Konohamaru.
In a moment, an ugly puppet with its stomach open attacked.
Black Ant (Capture Puppet)
Instantly, Konohamaru was captured inside the puppet's stomach. Kankuro, manipulating chakra threads, jumped down from a hidden tree.
"Let me out! You ugly ghost!"
Trapped inside the puppet, Konohamaru yelled in anger, while Kankuro approached, coldly sneering.
"Brat, I won't let you die so easily."
But as Kankuro approached, he suddenly heard a faint sizzling sound and exclaimed in shock and anger: "The sound of exploding tags!"
Trapped inside, Konohamaru loudly pulled out a stack of exploding tags, lit them, and laughed maniacally: "Ugly monster, I'll send you to join the deceased Fourth Kazekage!"
With a loud boom, flames soared. Kankuro barely avoided injury by hiding inside a defensive puppet.
"Damn it, how many exploding tags did that brat use!"
Looking at the power of the explosion, Kankuro was shocked but then realized something.
No blood, no scent of blood, no severed limbs!
"Not good! The brat used a shadow clone while releasing the jutsu!”
Kankuro, with his quick reaction, understood instantly. No wonder Konohamaru was fearless and brave; it was a shadow clone.
Far away, in the forest, Konohamaru, who was frantically fleeing, also felt the intense explosion behind him. A cold smile spread across his face.
The shadow clone was dissolved just in time, fortunately avoiding injury from the exploding talisman. Otherwise, the pain transmitted back would have been enough to trouble him greatly.
Kamatari
As Konohamaru was running rapidly, he suddenly felt a sense of danger and quickly lay down.
Boom! A strong wind technique passed by in a flash of white light, exposing the forest in an instant.
The white weasel, wielding a large scythe, carried out a series of furious slashing attacks, devastating a wide area and destroying the forest.
Meanwhile, a figure with blond hair appeared in the distance, holding a heavy iron fan. Temari, looking heroic and valiant, appeared far away.
Temari, looking at the destroyed forest, revealed a heroic smile. "With this, you little brat, have nowhere to hide."
At that moment, Temari saw Kankuro approaching from afar and frowned, loudly scolding him.
"Kankuro, what are you doing? How could you let this little brat escape!"
Temari and Kankuro, sister and brother, blocked Konohamaru's path, one in front and one behind.
Facing Temari's scolding, Kankuro showed an embarrassed expression. "This little brat is too cunning, and he possesses such immense chakra."
"Shut up!" Temari angrily rebuked Kankuro's explanation.
"I'm starting to doubt how you became a Jōnin. Are you getting arrogant? You even dare to commit the greatest taboo of a ninja, carelessness."
It's only Temari who could talk to Kankuro like this.
Facing Temari's domineering scolding, Kankuro nodded awkwardly. He had always been afraid of his sister since childhood and couldn't disobey her.
"Little brat, if you don't want to suffer, just surrender obediently."
Seeing Konohamaru with no way out, Temari coldly shouted, causing Kankuro's face to change drastically.
"This little brat is a rogue ninja; we have the right to kill him and bring back the body!"
Before Kankuro could finish speaking, Temari shouted loudly, "Shut up!"
"This little brat is..."
Kankuro, angry, wanted to say something, but Temari coldly interrupted, "Kankuro! Don't forget about Gaara!"
This statement made Kankuro speechless, his face turning somewhat ugly.
Seeing this, Temari's expression gradually softened. "Kankuro, I'm heartbroken about our father, but this little brat's identity is not simple. If we bring him back, just for the crime of killing his teammate, he won't live long."
"And Gaara is the hope of our Sand Ninja, a highly anticipated figure. Lord Yoru and Lord Pakura have already made it clear that as long as Gaara continues to develop, he will be the Sixth Kazekage in the future.”
Temari's overall awareness is definitely capable, and Kankuro is not an impulsive person. Remembering his brother Gaara, he took a deep breath.
Lord Pakura and Lord Yoru value Gaara, but that doesn’t mean it's set in stone. Therefore, as Gaara's brother and sister, even if they can't help, they mustn't hold him back.
“I understand, this kid is lively.”
Kankuro took a deep breath, regaining his composure, while Temari smiled upon seeing this.
“It’s certain that he's lively, but if this kid resists, breaking his arms and legs is inevitable.”
Hearing Temari’s words, Kankuro immediately showed a bloodthirsty smile, looking at the trapped Konohamaru, “Kid, you better keep resisting, so I can break your limbs, no! It should be five limbs, to completely end your lineage.”
“Don't underestimate me!”
Konohamaru roared angrily, waving his hands in an instant, and countless shurikens crazily tilted out, repeating his technique.
Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique
With a cold snort, Temari grabbed her iron fan with one hand and merely opened it a little to swing.
Under the strong wind blade, all the incoming shurikens were fanned away, the clanging sound of the shurikens echoed as they fell to the ground.
“Kid, my patience is limited.”
Temari appeared in front of Konohamaru in an instant, her iron fan fiercely hitting his abdomen. Konohamaru painfully widened his eyes, vomiting all the food residue in his stomach.
Bang bang~
With several strikes of the iron fan, Konohamaru was already bruised and swollen, with no ability to fight back.
Shadow Clone Technique
In his disheveled state, Konohamaru roared angrily, using the Shadow Clone Technique taught by Naruto, knowing that returning to Konoha meant a dead end.
After losing the Third Hokage, his grandfather, the Sarutobi clan was more devastated than ever, with no one to protect him. He had only one way out! To survive meant to flee!
Bang bang~
Facing the attack of several shadow clones, Temari sneered, continuously swinging her iron fan to burst the clones, but the next moment, Kankuro's expression changed dramatically in the distance.
“Be careful!”
In the chaos, a deep blue chakra sphere had already appeared in front of her, Temari's pupils shrinking in fear.
“Rasengan!”
Konohamaru roared madly, using a shadow clone in the chaos to perform this ultimate ninjutsu.
The distance was too close! There was no chance for Temari to use ninjutsu to dodge.
Boom!
In an instant, as the Rasengan smashed towards her with Konohamaru's crazed expression, Temari could only hold her iron fan with both hands to resist the powerful ninjutsu attack.
Boom boom~
Under the powerful rotation of the Rasengan, Temari was furious, her iron fan almost unable to withstand it.
“My grandfather could kill your deadbeat dad, I can do the same to you!”
Konohamaru roared in madness, now abandoned by the entire world, his eyes filled only with insanity.
“Rasengan! This jutsu is not only known to you!” Konohamaru's words directly provoked Temari, who immediately showed an angry face. With a loud shout, her iron fan was sent flying by the Rasengan. As Konohamaru's Rasengan was coming at her, Temari also formed a Rasengan in her hand.
“I! The strongest Wind Release female jonin of the Sand Village!”
Blonde-haired Temari shouted, forming a deep blue Rasengan with one hand. Instantly, the two Rasengans collided.
One big, one small, Temari, now a jonin, far surpasses Konohamaru in both chakra quantity and control, not to mention the nurturing of the village.
Jutsu below S-rank are no longer as once jealously guarded, as long as one becomes a jonin. Not just in terms of strength, but also loyalty, having passed through various assessments.
Under the policy of Uchiha Yoru, jutsu below S-rank, compared to the Third Hokage's era, are much easier to be rewarded.
Even during the Third's era, A-rank jutsu were forbidden arts, taught only for significant contributions, or through master and disciple tradition. But this changed after Uchiha Yoru took power.
A-rank jutsu were also included in the normal rewards for jonin.
Even S-rank jutsu, as long as one makes significant achievements, and loyalty, worldview, and other aspects are without issue, are also awarded.
Several jonin in the village have reportedly been taught S-rank jutsu.
With a rumble, under the collision of the Rasengans, Konohamaru was finally thrown away in a sorry state, his arm fracturing in a bizarre pose.
Temari was only pushed back seven or eight steps, stopping and looking at her hot palm, showing a frightened expression.
“Damn it, this brat knows the Rasengan, it wasn't in the intel!”
Almost carelessly injured by this brat, Temari shouted angrily, and Kankuro, rushing over from afar, was relieved to see his sister unharmed.
Chakra threads threw the iron fan back to Temari, and Kankuro coldly said, “This brat is too dangerous, I think we should break his limbs.”
Temari, with a gloomy face, did not object this time.
Meanwhile, Konohamaru, having landed, was bleeding from the mouth, his right arm dislocated and fractured. Now struggling to get up, he was panting heavily due to massive chakra consumption.
“Damn it! Why! Just a step away! Just one step and I could have escaped!”
As Konohamaru howled in despair, Temari and Kankuro stopped, showing a serious defensive stance.
Meanwhile, Konohamaru heard footsteps behind him, pausing, a familiar sound of smacking a cigarette echoed in his ears.
“Heh, Konohamaru, it's been so long, and you're still such a waste.”
Under the devil's voice, Konohamaru struggled to look back, seeing the figure he hated the most in his life.
A tall figure with a face full of vicissitudes and stubble appeared, with a cigarette in his mouth and a Flying Swallow in his hand.
"Asuma!"
Since the incident with the Akatsuki organization, Obito and he no longer wore the Akatsuki uniforms. Now, Asuma was wearing the familiar Konoha green vest, even sporting a Konoha forehead protector.
However, there was a clear mark of a rogue ninja on the Konoha's forehead protector.
"Fighting is not done this way, let me teach you properly."
Asuma, with the cigarette in his mouth, looked indifferently at Temari and Kankuro, and with a cold laugh, he instantly launched an attack.
"Be careful!"
Kankuro shouted, releasing his strongest puppets, while Temari coldly said, "Got it!"
Fire Release: Ash Pile Burning
Asuma instantly exhaled a thick cloud of fire-release smoke. Seeing this, Temari did not dare to be careless and immediately unfolded her iron fan, revealing three stars.
Wind Release: Air Current Wild Dance
Boom~
Amidst the chaotic strong winds, the smoke was instantly swept away. However, as the smoke cleared, Asuma, holding the Flying Swallow, had already charged over.
"Temari, you provide cover."
Facing a ninja like Asuma, Kankuro shouted loudly and calmly controlled his three puppets to rush up and entangle the opponent, while Temari held her iron fan for peripheral cover and took the opportunity for a sneak attack.
Meanwhile, from a distance, Konohamaru, finally regaining consciousness, showed a face filled with resentment and anger.
"Asuma!"
This heart-wrenching cry was filled with too much emotion from Konohamaru.
He was once the high and mighty prince of the Konoha, but because of Asuma, his entire family was gone, reducing him to a character that everyone avoided and even despised.
The fall from heaven to hell twisted Konohamaru's psyche, filling him with immense hatred for all those responsible for his plight.
Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique
Konohamaru's hands turned into afterimages, throwing countless shurikens in an instant. Simultaneously, his hands formed seals.
The shurikens began to change, attacking Kankuro with no space to dodge, glittering coldly everywhere.
Fire Release: Great Flame Technique
A secret fire release jutsu passed down through generations of the Sarutobi clan. A great fire is emitted from the mouth, covering the shurikens.
Beneath the roaring flames, in Kankuro's sight, there were still shurikens amidst the fire, forcing him to be on guard.
A fiery red light suddenly appeared in the dense forest. Though Konohamaru was only thirteen, his chakra had far surpassed that of a chunin.
In the original timeline, at this age, Konohamaru faced Pain's invasion of Konoha alone and used the powerful Rasengan jutsu to defeat the Hell Path.
Remarkably, despite his young age, Konohamaru could use the Shadow Clone Technique, a testament to his chakra capacity.
Now, having experienced the tragedy of his clan's annihilation three years ago, Konohamaru lived in sorrow, his strength rapidly growing under the pressure of revenge.
After all, he is the Third Hokage's grandson and has been trained in various ninja techniques and powerful jutsu since childhood.
Therefore, Konohamaru's strength is formidable.
"You can't escape, brat."
After the fire, Kankuro, revealing his puppet form, sneered bloodthirsty at Konohamaru's panicked eyes.
Puppet Replacement Technique
With a creaking noise from behind, it was too late for the startled Konohamaru.
In a moment, an ugly puppet with its stomach open attacked.
Black Ant (Capture Puppet)
Instantly, Konohamaru was captured inside the puppet's stomach. Kankuro, manipulating chakra threads, jumped down from a hidden tree.
"Let me out! You ugly ghost!"
Trapped inside the puppet, Konohamaru yelled in anger, while Kankuro approached, coldly sneering.
"Brat, I won't let you die so easily."
But as Kankuro approached, he suddenly heard a faint sizzling sound and exclaimed in shock and anger: "The sound of exploding tags!"
Trapped inside, Konohamaru loudly pulled out a stack of exploding tags, lit them, and laughed maniacally: "Ugly monster, I'll send you to join the deceased Fourth Kazekage!"
With a loud boom, flames soared. Kankuro barely avoided injury by hiding inside a defensive puppet.
"Damn it, how many exploding tags did that brat use!"
Looking at the power of the explosion, Kankuro was shocked but then realized something.
No blood, no scent of blood, no severed limbs!
"Not good! The brat used a shadow clone while releasing the jutsu!”
Kankuro, with his quick reaction, understood instantly. No wonder Konohamaru was fearless and brave; it was a shadow clone.
Far away, in the forest, Konohamaru, who was frantically fleeing, also felt the intense explosion behind him. A cold smile spread across his face.
The shadow clone was dissolved just in time, fortunately avoiding injury from the exploding talisman. Otherwise, the pain transmitted back would have been enough to trouble him greatly.
Kamatari
As Konohamaru was running rapidly, he suddenly felt a sense of danger and quickly lay down.
Boom! A strong wind technique passed by in a flash of white light, exposing the forest in an instant.
The white weasel, wielding a large scythe, carried out a series of furious slashing attacks, devastating a wide area and destroying the forest.
Meanwhile, a figure with blond hair appeared in the distance, holding a heavy iron fan. Temari, looking heroic and valiant, appeared far away.
Temari, looking at the destroyed forest, revealed a heroic smile. "With this, you little brat, have nowhere to hide."
At that moment, Temari saw Kankuro approaching from afar and frowned, loudly scolding him.
"Kankuro, what are you doing? How could you let this little brat escape!"
Temari and Kankuro, sister and brother, blocked Konohamaru's path, one in front and one behind.
Facing Temari's scolding, Kankuro showed an embarrassed expression. "This little brat is too cunning, and he possesses such immense chakra."
"Shut up!" Temari angrily rebuked Kankuro's explanation.
"I'm starting to doubt how you became a Jōnin. Are you getting arrogant? You even dare to commit the greatest taboo of a ninja, carelessness."
It's only Temari who could talk to Kankuro like this.
Facing Temari's domineering scolding, Kankuro nodded awkwardly. He had always been afraid of his sister since childhood and couldn't disobey her.
"Little brat, if you don't want to suffer, just surrender obediently."
Seeing Konohamaru with no way out, Temari coldly shouted, causing Kankuro's face to change drastically.
"This little brat is a rogue ninja; we have the right to kill him and bring back the body!"
Before Kankuro could finish speaking, Temari shouted loudly, "Shut up!"
"This little brat is..."
Kankuro, angry, wanted to say something, but Temari coldly interrupted, "Kankuro! Don't forget about Gaara!"
This statement made Kankuro speechless, his face turning somewhat ugly.
Seeing this, Temari's expression gradually softened. "Kankuro, I'm heartbroken about our father, but this little brat's identity is not simple. If we bring him back, just for the crime of killing his teammate, he won't live long."
"And Gaara is the hope of our Sand Ninja, a highly anticipated figure. Lord Yoru and Lord Pakura have already made it clear that as long as Gaara continues to develop, he will be the Sixth Kazekage in the future.”
Temari's overall awareness is definitely capable, and Kankuro is not an impulsive person. Remembering his brother Gaara, he took a deep breath.
Lord Pakura and Lord Yoru value Gaara, but that doesn’t mean it's set in stone. Therefore, as Gaara's brother and sister, even if they can't help, they mustn't hold him back.
“I understand, this kid is lively.”
Kankuro took a deep breath, regaining his composure, while Temari smiled upon seeing this.
“It’s certain that he's lively, but if this kid resists, breaking his arms and legs is inevitable.”
Hearing Temari’s words, Kankuro immediately showed a bloodthirsty smile, looking at the trapped Konohamaru, “Kid, you better keep resisting, so I can break your limbs, no! It should be five limbs, to completely end your lineage.”
“Don't underestimate me!”
Konohamaru roared angrily, waving his hands in an instant, and countless shurikens crazily tilted out, repeating his technique.
Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique
With a cold snort, Temari grabbed her iron fan with one hand and merely opened it a little to swing.
Under the strong wind blade, all the incoming shurikens were fanned away, the clanging sound of the shurikens echoed as they fell to the ground.
“Kid, my patience is limited.”
Temari appeared in front of Konohamaru in an instant, her iron fan fiercely hitting his abdomen. Konohamaru painfully widened his eyes, vomiting all the food residue in his stomach.
Bang bang~
With several strikes of the iron fan, Konohamaru was already bruised and swollen, with no ability to fight back.
Shadow Clone Technique
In his disheveled state, Konohamaru roared angrily, using the Shadow Clone Technique taught by Naruto, knowing that returning to Konoha meant a dead end.
After losing the Third Hokage, his grandfather, the Sarutobi clan was more devastated than ever, with no one to protect him. He had only one way out! To survive meant to flee!
Bang bang~
Facing the attack of several shadow clones, Temari sneered, continuously swinging her iron fan to burst the clones, but the next moment, Kankuro's expression changed dramatically in the distance.
“Be careful!”
In the chaos, a deep blue chakra sphere had already appeared in front of her, Temari's pupils shrinking in fear.
“Rasengan!”
Konohamaru roared madly, using a shadow clone in the chaos to perform this ultimate ninjutsu.
The distance was too close! There was no chance for Temari to use ninjutsu to dodge.
Boom!
In an instant, as the Rasengan smashed towards her with Konohamaru's crazed expression, Temari could only hold her iron fan with both hands to resist the powerful ninjutsu attack.
Boom boom~
Under the powerful rotation of the Rasengan, Temari was furious, her iron fan almost unable to withstand it.
“My grandfather could kill your deadbeat dad, I can do the same to you!”
Konohamaru roared in madness, now abandoned by the entire world, his eyes filled only with insanity.
“Rasengan! This jutsu is not only known to you!” Konohamaru's words directly provoked Temari, who immediately showed an angry face. With a loud shout, her iron fan was sent flying by the Rasengan. As Konohamaru's Rasengan was coming at her, Temari also formed a Rasengan in her hand.
“I! The strongest Wind Release female jonin of the Sand Village!”
Blonde-haired Temari shouted, forming a deep blue Rasengan with one hand. Instantly, the two Rasengans collided.
One big, one small, Temari, now a jonin, far surpasses Konohamaru in both chakra quantity and control, not to mention the nurturing of the village.
Jutsu below S-rank are no longer as once jealously guarded, as long as one becomes a jonin. Not just in terms of strength, but also loyalty, having passed through various assessments.
Under the policy of Uchiha Yoru, jutsu below S-rank, compared to the Third Hokage's era, are much easier to be rewarded.
Even during the Third's era, A-rank jutsu were forbidden arts, taught only for significant contributions, or through master and disciple tradition. But this changed after Uchiha Yoru took power.
A-rank jutsu were also included in the normal rewards for jonin.
Even S-rank jutsu, as long as one makes significant achievements, and loyalty, worldview, and other aspects are without issue, are also awarded.
Several jonin in the village have reportedly been taught S-rank jutsu.
With a rumble, under the collision of the Rasengans, Konohamaru was finally thrown away in a sorry state, his arm fracturing in a bizarre pose.
Temari was only pushed back seven or eight steps, stopping and looking at her hot palm, showing a frightened expression.
“Damn it, this brat knows the Rasengan, it wasn't in the intel!”
Almost carelessly injured by this brat, Temari shouted angrily, and Kankuro, rushing over from afar, was relieved to see his sister unharmed.
Chakra threads threw the iron fan back to Temari, and Kankuro coldly said, “This brat is too dangerous, I think we should break his limbs.”
Temari, with a gloomy face, did not object this time.
Meanwhile, Konohamaru, having landed, was bleeding from the mouth, his right arm dislocated and fractured. Now struggling to get up, he was panting heavily due to massive chakra consumption.
“Damn it! Why! Just a step away! Just one step and I could have escaped!”
As Konohamaru howled in despair, Temari and Kankuro stopped, showing a serious defensive stance.
Meanwhile, Konohamaru heard footsteps behind him, pausing, a familiar sound of smacking a cigarette echoed in his ears.
“Heh, Konohamaru, it's been so long, and you're still such a waste.”
Under the devil's voice, Konohamaru struggled to look back, seeing the figure he hated the most in his life.
A tall figure with a face full of vicissitudes and stubble appeared, with a cigarette in his mouth and a Flying Swallow in his hand.
"Asuma!"
Since the incident with the Akatsuki organization, Obito and he no longer wore the Akatsuki uniforms. Now, Asuma was wearing the familiar Konoha green vest, even sporting a Konoha forehead protector.
However, there was a clear mark of a rogue ninja on the Konoha's forehead protector.
"Fighting is not done this way, let me teach you properly."
Asuma, with the cigarette in his mouth, looked indifferently at Temari and Kankuro, and with a cold laugh, he instantly launched an attack.
"Be careful!"
Kankuro shouted, releasing his strongest puppets, while Temari coldly said, "Got it!"
Fire Release: Ash Pile Burning
Asuma instantly exhaled a thick cloud of fire-release smoke. Seeing this, Temari did not dare to be careless and immediately unfolded her iron fan, revealing three stars.
Wind Release: Air Current Wild Dance
Boom~
Amidst the chaotic strong winds, the smoke was instantly swept away. However, as the smoke cleared, Asuma, holding the Flying Swallow, had already charged over.
"Temari, you provide cover."
Facing a ninja like Asuma, Kankuro shouted loudly and calmly controlled his three puppets to rush up and entangle the opponent, while Temari held her iron fan for peripheral cover and took the opportunity for a sneak attack.
Meanwhile, from a distance, Konohamaru, finally regaining consciousness, showed a face filled with resentment and anger.
"Asuma!"
This heart-wrenching cry was filled with too much emotion from Konohamaru.
He was once the high and mighty prince of the Konoha, but because of Asuma, his entire family was gone, reducing him to a character that everyone avoided and even despised.
The fall from heaven to hell twisted Konohamaru's psyche, filling him with immense hatred for all those responsible for his plight.
