Ninja World: I, Kisame Hoshigaki, am no longer human!

From the crowd, Shizune cried out in alarm, trying to stop Tsunade, but it was already too late.

boom!

Tsunade's fist carried a powerful gust of wind that distorted Kisame's face before it even hit him.

Humph.

Tsunade's lips curled up; she quite enjoyed Kisame's ugly state.

But next second.

Kisame suddenly raised his left arm in front of him, using his wrist to forcefully block Tsunade's monstrous strength.

boom!

With a dull thud, Kisame's towering body was sent flying backward, smashing through the glass door behind him and flying out of the hotel.

At the same time, the entire row of huge floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor of the hotel was shattered by the airflow from Tsunade's punch, turning into shards of glass scattered all over the floor amidst a series of crashing sounds.

"what!"

Many people in the lobby were so frightened that they screamed, some dropped their wine glasses, and some fell to the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

The power of that single punch was terrifying.

It's hard to imagine what would happen to Kisame Hoshigaki if he had taken Tsunade's punch head-on.

Did he get killed on the spot?

Ding Deng Deng.

Kisame flew backward a distance in the air, and after landing, he took more than ten steps back, and then glided for a long distance before the huge impact dissipated.

But it stubbornly refused to fall.

At this moment, his entire left arm was numb and he had lost all feeling in it.

Keep in mind that he possessed naturally immense wrist strength, and his left arm was fused with the Exploding Blade Splinter, making it a true arm of steel. Even so, he was nearly crushed by Tsunade's single punch.

Is this the bloodline power inherited from the "God of Shinobi," Hashirama Senju?

Kisame was startled.

In fact, Tsunade was even more surprised than Kisame.

She attacked Kisame with full force this time, wanting to vent her anger and teach that bastard a lesson.

Anyway, she's the best medical ninja in the entire ninja world. Even if Kisame is seriously injured, she can just be saved.

Surprisingly, this guy didn't fall down.

At that moment, she remembered the iron head technique Kisame had used on her that night.

Is his body really made of iron, so hard?

Just then.

Kisame shook his hand vigorously to restore feeling to his paralyzed left arm, then flashed to Tsunade's side using Body Flicker Technique.

"Lady Tsunade, are you calmed down?"

He looked down at Tsunade from his vantage point. From this angle, he could always see some pleasing scenery through her loose gray ninja uniform.

Tsunade remained silent.

Her gaze roamed over Kisame's body, from his broad, straight shoulders to his full, thick chest muscles, then to his strong, powerful arms, finally settling on his…

Between the legs.

Tsunade's eyes lit up immediately.

If you were to deliver a painful kick to that spot, it would probably hurt a lot, right?

She simply couldn't believe that Kisame Hoshigaki, this muscle-building fanatic, could possibly have such a hard penis in that area.

"Lady Tsunade, you're making me a little embarrassed. Could you please be a little more reserved?"

Kisame took a step back, covered his genitals with both hands, and pretended to blush slightly.

He sensed Tsunade's intention and knew she wanted to test his virginity.

Kisame does train his muscles during his workouts, but if he were to try and withstand Tsunade's Painful Kick, he'd probably... die if he even tried.

Let's look at this scene from an outsider's perspective.

At this moment, Tsunade's eyes were like those of a ravenous, older single woman flirting with an honest, simple, muscular man.

"Humph!"

Tsunade snorted coldly, annoyed just looking at Kisame's face. She turned and walked into the hotel, heading straight back to her room.

Silently, she jogged over.

"I'm sorry, I apologize on behalf of Lady Tsunade. Are you alright? Let me see."

She bowed to Kisame while examining his left arm, and then used medical ninjutsu to carefully heal his wound.

Since becoming Tsunade's disciple, Shizune has gradually taken on the role of Tsunade's caretaker, following her around all day cleaning up her messes and taking care of all sorts of things.

Many of the troubles Tsunade caused fell on Shizune's shoulders, making her bear a burden she shouldn't have had at such a young age.

Tsunade even went so far as to say that it was to train her silence.

Kisame felt a warm, water-like chakra coming from Shizune's palm, which quickly eliminated the swelling and numbness in his left arm.

"Thank you, I'm fine now. I'm glad Lady Tsunade is over it."

He said this to Jingyin, appearing very magnanimous and unconcerned, and then walked into the lobby.

That's because in Kisame's mind, the medical expenses for Tsunade's punch could be paid off with the Thunder God Sword he took from her family's ancestral hall.

In the end, he still made a profit, a huge profit.

Kisame walked through the group of staff cleaning up the broken glass and stood in front of Director Yamamoto.

"Kisame Hoshigaki, we meet again."

Director Yamamoto was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to shake hands with Kisame.

After Kisame shook hands with the director, he looked at Fujiwara no Kojima beside him and smiled:

"This must be the famous young master Fuji. I am here on the orders of the Third Mizukage to serve as your bodyguard. Please take care of me from now on."

"Ah."

Fuji Koji gave a lukewarm reply, glanced at Kisame a couple of times, and then patted Director Yamamoto on the shoulder, saying, "Director, I completely trust your judgment now. This guy is born with the face of a villain; it's a real shame he doesn't play villains, haha."

In front of Kisame, he made no attempt to hide his contempt and ridicule.

Upon hearing this, Kisame narrowed his eyes slightly.

Another annoying employer.

"Um... Kisame Hoshigaki, your room has been arranged, right next to Fuji-kun's."

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Director Yamamoto quickly stepped in to smooth things over and change the subject.

Prince Fuji waved his hand and said indifferently, "No need, I brought bodyguards, two elite Jonin from the Land of Fire."

After saying that, he raised his hands and clapped twice.

Two whooshing sounds.

Two Jonin appeared out of thin air behind Fuji, radiating a powerful aura that inspired fear.

Within the vast Land of Fire, ninjas are not only found in Konoha Village; there are many ninjas in other places as well. For example, in the Daimyo's prefecture, there is a private, directly subordinate armed force loyal to the Daimyo—the Twelve Guardian Ninjas.

Similarly, how could a wealthy young master like the Fuji Prince not have bodyguards around him?

His two bodyguards were retired from the previous generation of the Twelve Guardian Ninjas and have been sworn in to join the Fuji family, each earning an annual salary in the tens of millions.

With two such loyal bodyguards, it's perfectly normal that Fujiwara wouldn't look favorably upon Kisame, a newly promoted Chunin from Kirigakure.

"Just arrange a place for this shark guy to stay anywhere, but it has to be far away from my room. I think the hotel's outdoor swimming pool would be quite nice."

With a humorous expression, Fuji gave instructions to Director Yamamoto, causing the two elite Jonin behind him to burst out laughing.

"That's fine then. You go ahead with your work. I'm going to visit Princess Tsunade."

He left those words behind, gave Kisame a mocking look, and then, protected by two Jonin, leisurely departed.

This first meeting was a way of giving Kisame a hard time.

"I'll have someone arrange new accommodations for you right away."

Director Yamamoto looked embarrassed and guilty as he spoke to Kisame.

Kisame was someone he spotted at first sight and went to great lengths to get him a role in the film.

When the results came, he first received a punch from Tsunade, and then was mocked to his face by Fuji's son. These things made Director Yamamoto feel very guilty.

"No need, director. Since you don't need me as a bodyguard anymore, I have a place to stay outside."

Kisame declined Yamamoto's offer, raising his left arm and saying, "My arm is injured, I need to go to the hospital to get it checked out, so I'll be going now."

"Hey, Kisame-san, wait a minute."

Seeing this, Director Yamamoto was afraid that Kisame might leave in a fit of anger and never return, so he quickly chased after him and shoved a script into his hands. "If you have time, take a look at this script. Don't worry, you don't have many lines, and your role is very simple. You can easily earn millions in salary!"

"I will be on time to report to the film crew tomorrow."

Kisame smiled slightly, made a promise to Director Yamamoto, and then left the hotel.

However, he did not go to the hospital, but went straight back to the seaside villa he had previously bought.

Kisame strolled leisurely along the palm-lined seaside avenue, enjoying the sea breeze, and saw the gate of his villa in the distance.

Huh?

As he approached, he discovered a well-dressed man in a suit, with slicked-back hair, carrying a bouquet of flowers and lurking furtively in front of his house.

Kisame walked forward without making a sound.

66. My husband is an oceanographer.