Naruto: Let the glory of the giants spread throughout the ninja world!

"Blood!"

Gaara stared blankly at the wound on his lip inflicted by Ryukura Akira. He was actually... bleeding?

From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever been able to break through his absolute defenses; his mother will protect him.

The Sand Shield will block everything, and the Sand Armor will protect his entire body; he is like being wrapped in a cocoon that will never break.

"You bastard!" Gaara's gaze toward Ryukura Akira was different now. The mocking look he once gave his prey was gone, replaced by anger and a hint of fear that his absolute defense had been broken.

After being knocked away, Ryukura Akira shook off the dust as if nothing had happened. His bare upper body was now even redder than before, but his muscles were much thinner, and his once muscular frame had become somewhat gaunt.

He still had that smug smile on his face.

This martial arts technique originated from Ryukura Akira's self-development, so it was naturally very suitable for his physical condition.

This technique causes immense damage to the body, both muscles and internal organs. For those with the talent to control their heart at will, the Eight Gates Formation is undoubtedly more suitable, while those without this talent simply cannot do such a thing.

However, this technique, which is neither useful nor worth discarding, is like a divine skill for Ryukura Akira, who is a giant. It causes great damage to the body, but it is continuous. Even a mortal body can be opened without damage by Ryukura Akira's regenerative ability.

The cost of the advance was severe, but Ryukura Akira's physical attributes made up for it well.

His heart was pumping blood frantically, each beat sending scalding blood to every part of his body. Nourished by the blood, his muscles unleashed even greater power, which in turn made his heart pump even faster—a positive cycle, making him stronger with each fight.

The only downside is that as the body's nutrients decrease, its recovery ability declines, which also causes Ryukura Akira's muscles to become shriveled.

"My God, someone who seems so gentle, but when they fight... they're so crazy. It's such a contrast!"

Sakura covered her mouth and complained, while Sasuke gritted his teeth and stared intently at the battle between the two, his crimson Sharingan fixed on the two intersecting figures in the arena, the tomoe deep in his pupils slowly rotating.

"Damn it, these two guys are the same age as me and they're so strong. That man will definitely be even stronger than them. I'm still... too weak."

"You're too weak; I'm not even worth killing you."

Those words were like a thorn stuck in his heart, causing him pain day and night.

Sasuke's eyes were gloomy. At that moment, Kakashi walked up to Sasuke and patted him on the shoulder. This man knew Sasuke's past and sensed the complicated feelings the boy was experiencing.

"Want to become stronger? I can help you."

Sasuke looked into Kakashi's eyes, and this time Kakashi's gaze lacked its usual frivolity. "Heh, you can make me stronger?"

"Raikiri," Kakashi said, his tone as casual as if he were commenting on the weather, "Want to learn it? I'll teach you."

Raiche.

The legendary S-rank ninjutsu that Kakashi supposedly created, Chidori, which can even cut through lightning.

Sasuke lowered his head and did not respond.

The Hokage's office.

The Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, sat behind his desk, a crystal ball in front of him gleaming faintly.

On the sphere, the battle between the two boys was clearly visible: Akira Ryukura's fist, Gaara's sand, and the field that had been destroyed beyond recognition.

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

The third generation's eyes flickered slightly.

"Just like Kakashi said." The Third Hokage took another drag of his cigarette. "Interesting."

What is the relationship between that giant and this boy? He seems to be more than just a summoned beast.

There was another matter, which made the Third Hokage frown.

Orochimaru, Anko's report was still fresh in his mind. "What exactly do you want to do?" The Third Hokage looked at the crystal ball, but his gaze went beyond the surface of the ball and into the distance.

In the deep forest of death.

Orochimaru leaned against the trunk of an ancient tree, his long, slender fingers toying with a kunai. Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on his pale face.

Kabuto Yakushi stood behind him, adjusting his glasses: "Lord Orochimaru, the Sand Village is ready."

"Oh?" Orochimaru turned around, his purple eyeshadow appearing particularly eerie in the moonlight. "What did they say?"

"They said they're ready, and the Konoha Crush plan will be implemented during the final stage of the Chunin Exams."

Orochimaru thought of that guy with the perfect body and excitedly licked the corner of his mouth.

"That giant's body." A glint of fanaticism flashed in his eyes. "If I could obtain it, my research could enter a completely new phase."

He thought that if he could unite with Jugo, he might really be able to control natural energy, and maybe even achieve immortality.

Kabuto was silent for a moment: "Lord Orochimaru, that giant seems to have some kind of connection with Akira Ryukura, the boy who participated in the Chunin Exams this time."

"I know." Orochimaru put the kunai into his sleeve. "I'm preparing to make my move sooner rather than later. I can't wait any longer."

Dou bowed slightly: "Yes."

In the center of the arena, the two figures collided once again.

Ryukura Akira's fist, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, slammed towards Gaara's face, but was blocked by the Sand Shield.

Sand flew everywhere, the shield shattered, and Gaara's sand reformed the instant it was scattered.

Bang bang bang, thump thump thump.

The sounds of heartbeats and pounding instruments intertwined, like a symphony being conducted by a master.

Blood was dripping from Ryukura Akira's fist, but he didn't care.

His body twisted in mid-air in an incredible way, his right leg like a battle axe, whipping towards Gaara's shoulder with a powerful gust of wind.

The Sand Armor blocked the attack, but Gaara was slammed to one knee by the force, his knee creating a shallow crater in the ground.

"Your defenses," Ryukura Akira's voice came from above, panting yet still flippant, "shouldn't they be upgraded?"

Gaara gritted his teeth, the sand churning wildly beneath his feet as he tried to force Nagakura Akira back.

But instead of retreating, the boy advanced, leaping high into the air on the surging sand, his whole body like a shooting star, his fists clasped together, slamming down hard on Gaara's head.

"boom--!"

The Sand Shield rose again, but it lasted less than half a second against this attack. The shield shattered, the fist fell, and Gaara was sent flying, rolling several times on the ground before crashing through three pillars before coming to a stop.

As the dust settled, Gaara slowly rose from the ruins, his eyes turning fierce, his teeth sharpening, and the sand attack intensifying instantly.

"not good!"

Temari pushed herself up and ran towards the center of the field, shouting, "Gaara's out of control!"

The battle continued, and a notification appeared before Ryukura Akira's eyes.

[Sand pupa: Undergo 30 minutes of desert baptism and fight for 5 minutes against an opponent that is currently completely invincible.]