Konoha Drunkard

786. Nagato the Connoisseur

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The battle in the sky continued. Tendo noticed that his other brothers seemed to be doing poorly, either getting hammered to pieces or being chased and beaten. Tendo realized this wouldn't do. They didn't come to Konoha to be beaten. They came with great momentum, but they were treated like foes and beaten. Even if they died, they would be laughed at for years.

The main problem is the red-haired man from Konoha right now. Originally, the two Animal Paths plus the Deva Path would have been enough to cause huge damage to Konoha, but as soon as they met, the two Animal Paths were smashed to pieces, without even a chance to unleash their full power. He was then dragged here by the red-haired man from Konoha to engage in a battle of fire, and he couldn't get out of there at all. This trip to Konoha had no effect whatsoever.

"Die! Super Shinra Tensei!"

The Heavenly Dao was truly fighting now, no longer bothering with Shanks. A repulsive force dozens of times stronger than the normal version erupted from the Heavenly Dao.

"What is that? It looks incredibly powerful!"

A group of bystanders watching the power erupting from the sky felt a slight sense of repulsion even from such a distance.

"Is this even human? How can he be so powerful..."

"What are you going to do? Can't you see Lord Shanks is standing up there!"

"Yes, with Lord Shanks here, there won't be any problems!"

Below, a group of junior and junior ninjas were chattering away, showing no sign of the tension of an impending fight.

"Holy crap! You want to mess with me? Let's see how long you can hold out. One-Sword Style will take your life in three thousand sword strikes!"

Shanks saw that this Heavenly Path puppet was unstoppable, and guessed that Nagato had already gone berserk. He picked up the withered tree and started hacking away, unleashing a series of super-large sword energies at the Heavenly Path. This time, he couldn't afford to be sloppy anymore. No matter how weak the opponent was, he would go all out to show respect!

"Wow! Lord Shanks is amazing! This must be the sword energy that the book says could split Kirigakure in two with a single strike! It's so powerful!"

"Yes, yes, it seems Lord Shanks is getting serious. That guy with the round eyes is in trouble."

"I bet that round-eyed guy won't last two rounds..."

"Lord Shanks, go for it! We support you..."

The group of idle onlookers were once again taken aback. These young people had never seen such a scene before. In their minds, their Jonin teachers were already incredibly powerful, capable of using one or two large-scale ninjutsu. But now, seeing such earth-shattering power, they realized how ordinary their Jonin teachers were. Look, so many people were injured while dealing with a small puppet.

"Boom boom boom!"

After a massive explosion, the smoke cleared, and there was no trace of the Heavenly Dao at the center of the explosion; instead, a pile of minced meat lay on the ground below.

"Bastard! I'll kill you!"

Just then, a roar came from afar, and a red-haired, skin-and-bones figure appeared in front of the meat sauce in the next second.

Nagato glared murderously at Shanks in the air. He had used his friend's body to fight this Heavenly Path, and now it had been chopped into mincemeat by this bastard. How could he not be heartbroken and furious!

"Sorry, I went a little too hard. But... your Heavenly Dao Puppet is too fragile. My Three Thousand Swords of Despair only lasted less than eight hundred strikes before it was like this."

Shanks, gazing down at Nagato from the sky with a kingly disdain, actually felt quite satisfied. No wonder Madara, that pretentious second male lead, was always spouting that kingly disdain...

"Die! All-Encompassing Heavenly Guidance!"

Centered on Shanks, all sorts of giant rocks and trees rushed towards him, as if they were going to seal him into a ball to kick around.

The real thing is the real thing. Nagato's Universal Pull is much more powerful than the one created by the Heavenly Dao. After all, it is a skill that consumes life force to release.

"boom!"

"Don't be so angry. Jiraiya was beaten half to death by you, your unworthy disciple. Do you think I'm this angry? What goes around comes around. Jiraiya was beaten like this because he wasn't skilled enough. He deserved it. Ever since you asked Jiraiya to teach you, you've been ninjas. Your life and death are in the hands of fate, and your wealth and status are determined by heaven. Now that this little blondie is dead, even if he's turned into mincemeat, it doesn't change the fact that he's dead."

Shanks used his Conqueror's Haki to pulverize the giant rocks and trees that rushed towards him, and then stood in front of Nagato and said.

He's a pitiful person after all. He was raised like a sheep by Madara since he was a child, and he was tricked by Madara when he grew up. Moreover, he didn't experience the six years of compulsory education in Konoha. Although his thinking is a bit extreme, since he can be influenced by Naruto's words, his nature is still good.

Although his talk-no-jutsu didn't have as many "blows" as Naruto's, Shanks still hoped to influence him with love.

"What about my parents? They were just ordinary people. When you Konoha ninjas were burning, killing, and looting in the Land of Rain, did you ever consider that they were ordinary people?!"

Nagato roared, supporting his frail body.

"...I won't comment on this matter. Even if I said those people were imposters, you wouldn't believe me. But you've seen these people around you; they are the elite of Konoha. If you still want to fight, even if you have the Rinnegan, you won't get away with it today. Let's sit down, have a cup of tea, and talk things over."

Shanks shrugged and spread his hands. Even if he told Nagato that it was all Madara's trick, Nagato wouldn't believe him and would accuse him of shirking responsibility. So this fight was inevitable. While Shanks was arguing with him, all the Six Paths puppets had already been dealt with.

One by one, the elite of the elite, armed themselves and glared menacingly at the skinny Nagato. At first, seeing his red hair, they mistook him for a member of the Uzumaki clan of Konoha. But after overhearing their conversation, they realized that this was the guy who had done this to Lord Jiraiya, and that he was also Lord Jiraiya's disciple. This was truly outrageous. They were both disciples, yet the difference was so vast. Look at their Hokage, also Lord Jiraiya's disciple, but he had always been a sunny and kind man of Konoha, respecting the elderly and caring for the young, showing consideration for his subordinates, and protecting the villagers.

And look at this guy in front of you, he even wants to kill his own teacher, and he wants to capture a tailed beast to make nuclear weapons to destroy the world.

Who is this person? And... Lord Jiraiya is so weak! To be defeated by such a skinny disciple, that's so embarrassing...

"Hmph! Before a god, numbers are useless. Super Shinra Tensei!"

Nagato looked disdainfully at the group of so-called elites around him, his body rising into the air without wind, his hands outstretched, as if he were the king of the world. Although he was very thin, he was quite dashing.

787. Jiraiya was probably the one who did it.

"Wow! Here we go again!"

"Wow! This one looks even stronger than that blond guy with the round eyes from before!"

"Idiot, didn't you hear Shanks say that? That was just a puppet, controlled by this skinny guy. Of course it's stronger than that blond guy..."

Those clueless onlookers, watching Nagato rise higher and feeling the powerful force about to erupt, started chattering incessantly again.

"Shut up! Feel it properly. This is the ultimate power in the ninja world. This will prevent your enemies from being caught off guard in the future."

This time, the Jonin were also present, so naturally, unlike the previous two times, they didn't let these idle genin chatter on. One Jonin, who had clearly just finished fighting with the Six Paths Puppet and still had injuries on his body, scolded with a dark face, "What the hell is going on now? Can't you be serious?"

"Seriously! This teacher probably has never seen Lord Shanks in a fight before, which is why he got injured in his haste?"

A little kid in the crowd suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I understand!"

"Hmm? Kid, what's your name?"

The injured Jonin, seemingly having his sore spot exposed, blushed and addressed the brat who had spoken earlier, thinking that he should teach this brat a lesson sometime in the future, wondering why he was so blunt.

"Teacher, my name is Sarutobi Kyūjirō! I am Sarutobi Yoshitsu's grandson!"

The little rascal shouted that his grandfather had always taught him to include his grandfather's name when introducing himself, as it would ensure he wouldn't be at a disadvantage in the village! He lived up to his word. Whether at school or during class assignments, as long as he mentioned his grandfather's name during introductions, the teachers treated him with exceptional care, even better than their own sons…

"Hmm! This Sarutobi student has great insight. You should all learn from him. I'm a cautionary tale. Sarutobi, come to my house for a meal sometime, and we can have a good chat..."

Upon hearing Sarutobi Kyūjirō's words, the injured Jonin immediately switched to a friendly tone, and any previous thoughts about him being difficult vanished instantly.

Good heavens! This is the grandson of the Sarutobi clan's elder. The Sarutobi clan elder might not be worth much, and even if the Sarutobi clan produced a Third Hokage, it wouldn't change the fact that it has declined. But the name Sarutobi Yoshiro is valuable in Konoha. He was Konoha's first generation of famous teacher, the one who taught Konoha's two-color school of Hokage. That's incredible. Who in Konoha wouldn't give him some face? Lord White Fang sends gifts to his door every year.

..........

"Dad! Mom! I'm back!!!"

Just then, a loud tenor voice rang out throughout Konoha, almost causing Shanks to slip and fall. He hadn't even seen the Three Thousand Swords that would kill him.

"Naruto, stop talking nonsense and get to work!! Your great-uncle is getting old, let him rest..."

Seeing her son return, Kushina pointed domineeringly at Nagato, who was fighting Shanks, and commanded, "This is such a good opportunity to gain reputation, Kushina has to let her son do it. His uncle is too old; there's no point in grinding any more reputation now. It's better to leave the opportunity to the younger generation..."

"........."

Shanks was speechless. Who said Kushina was brainless? She knew to lay a foundation for her son, and she even disregarded her uncle for her son's sake.

"okay!"

Naruto dared not disobey his mother's orders and stared at Nagato with fierce fighting spirit.

Keep an eye on it!

Keep an eye on it!

I just kept staring at it...

"Idiot! Why don't you go and do it!"

Kushina was initially pleased that her son had finally grown up and was listening to his mother. She was looking forward to his spectacular performance. However, Naruto just stood there dumbfounded, showing no sign of making a move. Kushina, with her short temper, couldn't stand it anymore. "I'm paving the way for you, you idiot! What are you doing, just watching?"

"Ah! Yes!"

The moment Naruto saw his mother roll up her sleeves, his previously serious expression turned into a mouse seeing a cat. Without thinking, he charged towards Nagato, who was staring at him like he was an idiot. He had initially considered starting with a verbal attack, as that was his usual fighting style; not doing so felt like cowardice. However, he usually only used verbal attacks when the enemy had the upper hand and his side was being suppressed. But now the situation was clearly reversed; what he saw was a group of Konoha ninja ganging up on a skinny guy...

He hadn't memorized his lines for this situation. He was staring at Nagato just now trying to recall his lines, and then his mother started yelling at him.

I had just remembered a few lines when they were yelled out of my head.

Let's do it first and talk about it later!

Sage Mode activated!

Grandpa Nine-Rama Mode Activated!

Naruto first activated his super transformation to boost his appearance, then took out a small mirror to check if he looked handsome. He then glanced into the crowd to see if his dream girl, whom he had been longing for, was there...

"...Why the hell don't you just go for it? What are you trying to show off for?"

Even the cheerleaders couldn't stand it this time. We had our megaphones and colorful flags all ready, and you just want us to watch you show off?

"I have such a bad temper!"

Kushina's red hair flew wildly as she rolled up her sleeves, ready to give her stupid son a couple of punches.

"Kusina, don't air your dirty laundry in public. Calm down, wait until Naruto gets home before you teach him a lesson..."

Big Mom, the Fourth Emperor, stopped Kushina, who was about to beat her son to a pulp, and said...

"asshole!"

Nagato felt ignored. Where wouldn't a big boss like him be the center of attention? Now he was being ignored by a blond brat. Even the most good-tempered person couldn't stand it, let alone someone in his rage. Once Naruto's super transformation ended, he didn't bother with any more words and went straight for Naruto, determined to beat this blond kid to a pulp first! Did he really think having a super transformation made him so powerful? Jiraiya got beaten to a pulp by him too.

Seeing the skinny guy charging towards him, Naruto, who had already transformed and was at full power, was naturally not intimidated. Although he didn't know who the person opposite him was, being ganged up on by their people in Konoha meant that he was definitely not a good person.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"That's my son! Go Naruto! Kill that bastard Jiraiya! Avenge Jiraiya! He's the one who killed Jiraiya!"

The two fought from the village entrance to the village end, and then from the village end to the village entrance. Naruto's progress made Kushina feel very gratified. Let's see who dares to say that her son is stupid in the future.

They can hold their own against the big boss, and there are still idiots like this? I'll take a dozen of them!

Jiraiya: -_-|| Couldn't you have been a little quieter? The whole world knows I got fucked....

"I suddenly think it's better if Uncle Jiraiya never wakes up..."