Konoha: Offer your heart to the Hokage!

Although Onoki's tone was arrogant, it was not exaggerated.

【Dust Release】can break down all matter it comes into contact with down to the molecular level, making it an absolute one-hit kill ninjutsu. For ninjas who master Dust Release, the difficulty in battle is never about killing the enemy, but about how to accurately hit the target with Dust Release.

Therefore, even if only Onoki's rock clone appears, as long as it can use Dust Release, this decapitation operation will have a deadly killing power.

Touching it means certain death, without exception.

"I'll set up the specific tactics." Chiyo devised a micro-management plan for the operation: "Ebizo's first Kazekage puppet is equipped with Magnet Release, which can solidify and soften sand, blocking the target's movement and space."

"Rashi's Storm Release has a guiding characteristic, which can further lock down the target's movement space."

"Onoki, your earthwork wall can also restrict the space."

"After the binding and restriction of movement are completed, Onoki will release Dust Release to kill Zenin Jinji in one blow."

This tactical approach is a perfect combination of abilities, making it extremely lethal against the vast majority of ninjas.

However, this field tactic would be ineffective against top-tier mobile fighters like Tobirama Senju and the Raikage. But it would be more than enough to deal with a medical ninja and his ordinary Jonin guards.

Onoki Iwa's clone even had the leisure to quip: "The First Kazekage's puppet? Turning your own husband into a puppet, tsk, the style of you Sand Ninja is really something..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

A kunai grazed the corner of his mouth, tearing away the surface chakra disguise to reveal the rocky substance beneath.

"Why are you so excited? It was just a joke."

Chiyo withdrew her kunai expressionlessly and said calmly, "Just checking to see if your clone will disintegrate immediately after being attacked."

When exactly will the operation take place?

Rashid ignored their argument; he was only concerned with the specifics of the operation.

"Zen-in Jin'er is currently staying at the Konoha front-line field hospital. Our intelligence ninjas will monitor his movements at all times, and once he leaves the position area, we will immediately carry out the decapitation plan."

"Why not take action now?"

"That place is in the heart of Konoha's defenses. Dozens of Jonin and hundreds or even thousands of Chunin and Genin can come to its aid at any time. Do you want to go there and die?"

At this moment, Onoki continued to interject: "If you ask me, why don't you Sunagakure launch a general offensive now and lure away all these ninjas surrounding the field hospital?"

"Heh, the lives of us Sand Ninja are more precious than the lives of you Iwa Ninja."

That's what they say...

But Chiyo couldn't help but think of Zenji's seven-day military order.

If it could truly be cracked, then Onoki's plan would be perfect; he must be killed before Onoki cracks the Sand Poison Ninja Technique. But Chiyo still insisted on her opinion: Zenin Shinji could never do it!

...

three days later.

Chiri helped Jin change into a Hokage-style half-sleeved haori and headed to the field hospital tent.

Today is a day for me to show my divine power in front of others, so naturally I should dress more formally.

He looked very tired at that moment.

His hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked exhausted and on the verge of collapse.

But all of this was a deliberate disguise.

He deliberately suppressed the Sage Body's super regenerative ability and then used the frequent release of shadow clones to continuously consume his own chakra, forcibly putting himself into this weak state.

Over these three days, more than researching detoxification techniques, what consumed the most of my energy was the makeup and costume design.

The effect was naturally excellent. Even his closest confidante, Uchiha Chiri, genuinely felt sorry for him. If even she couldn't see through his disguise, the ninjas on the front lines were even less likely to.

When they saw the once gentle, composed, and always elegant Lord Shen Er, now haggard from exhaustion in his efforts to save them, a bittersweet feeling welled up inside them, along with a deep sense of guilt.

"Sir, why don't you take a day off?"

Akimichi Toru's eyes reddened, and he choked up as he said, "This is the sentiment of all the wounded. We really can't bear to see you torment yourself like this."

Everyone else has only lost their lives, but Lord Shen has lost his energy!

Modern people are accustomed to the concept of equality for all.

But this is the cruel ninja world.

Besides the "Will of Hegemony" that transcends everything, the inherent inequality of all people is also a deeply ingrained concept in the bones of the ninja world.

The fact that ninjas, despite possessing extraordinary power, still had to bow down to worldly daimyo is the most direct evidence of this.

To the ninjas on the front lines, Shen Er, holding the position of elder, was not only the princess's closest and most respected playmate and mentor, but also held an extremely noble status, a world apart from their humble origins as common ninjas.

It is precisely because of this vast difference in status that Er's actions amplify the emotions felt by everyone.

"Hehe, taking a rest? That's exactly what I was planning. Before that, let's heal the wounded first."

Akimichi Torene was slightly taken aback by his words, his pupils suddenly shrinking: "Cure...you mean?"

She smiled and nodded gently, then raised her voice to the entire area, her voice echoing throughout the isolation tent:

"Gentlemen, I have succeeded."

Without giving anyone time to react, he stepped forward and went to the side of the most severely poisoned wounded soldier.

He solemnly formed dozens of hand seals, his palms glowing red, and the Heavenly Compassion Line emerged.

In fact, the antidote ninjutsu does not require hand seals. Simply place your hands on the injured person and then combine your chakra with Son Goku's chakra for output.

This was done simply to showcase the complexity of the detoxification technique in front of others.

"Ha! Detoxification Ninjutsu!"

Then he began to exert his strength.

His hands were steady, and so were the Heavenly Compassion Lines. The specially mixed chakra precisely penetrated into the injured person's body along the Heavenly Compassion Lines, washing over every part of the skin that had been eroded by the toxins.

The wounds on the injured person's body, which had an eerie blue hue and were deemed incurable by the entire Konoha medical system, quickly stopped bleeding and festering. The eerie blue stains attached to the wounds were dissipating at a visible speed.

By the time Akimichi Tokine came to his senses, Shinji's Heavenly Compassion Line had already been withdrawn.

"This……"

He stared blankly at the clock beside him, his heart filled with shock.

From the moment Lord Jin intervened to remove the Tsunamaru virus, the entire process took only a minute, even faster than curing ordinary poisons. No one expected that the Tsunamaru virus, which was ravaging the front lines and trapping all medical ninjas, could be so easily defeated by Lord Jin.

Three days of development, one minute of cure.

Two sets of numbers swirled in Akimichi Torune's mind as he murmured, "God... God of ninjas. No, God of medical ninjas!"

"Cough cough!"

The wounded soldier, having received treatment, coughed up a mouthful of bluish-black poisonous blood and gradually emerged from his coma. He was initially bewildered, then his face lit up with the joy of surviving a near-death experience: "I... I don't feel so bad anymore? I survived!"

He noticed Shen Er by the hospital bed and was so excited that he was about to get up and bow when a warm but strong hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"No need for formalities," Shen Er said gently. "The poison in your body has just been removed, and you are still very weak. Rest and recuperate."

After saying that, he turned to look at Akimichi Tori.

“Take the root.”

"Your subordinate is here!" Akimichi Toru immediately snapped out of his daze, bowed respectfully, and obeyed orders with utmost deference.

"Immediately organize medical ninjas to use Healing Palm Technique on the wounded who have already been detoxified to prevent any hidden injuries."

"Yes!" Akimichi Torune accepted the order and then asked, "Lord Shinji, how should we name this antidote ninjutsu you created?"

name?

Shen Er hadn't really thought about it, and casually said, "Simple is best, let's call it Fire Release Ninja Technique."

Isn't that too casual?

The naming of ninjutsu is a symbol of inheritance and honor.

Akimichi Torune suggested, "This technique was developed with painstaking effort by you, sir, and is worthy of being recorded in the medical history of the ninja world. How about we name it Zenkai Ninja Art after your surname?"

Wow, this young man has a high level of awareness.

It wouldn't be bad to have one's name passed down along with this major event, so Shen Er nodded and said, "Okay."

The name of Zen-intolerance was thus recorded.

It will soon be compiled into intelligence and transmitted back to the rear.

Fine, intricate threads of divine mercy danced and crisscrossed within the medical isolation ward. One by one, the ninjas tormented by the Tsunamaru virus were pulled out of danger and given a new lease on life under his manipulation.

While treating the wounded, Shen Er deliberately manipulated the Tenci Line to absorb and gather the Tsunamaru virus chakra that was floating in the air and inside the wounded, and incorporate it into his own body.

Hey, what are you doing?!

The Sun Wukong inside the body witnessed this scene and uttered a questioning sound.

Faced with the Four-Tails' questioning, Shen'er replied calmly, "I poisoned myself."

【No! Why would you poison yourself for no reason?】

Sun Wukong realized that he couldn't quite understand this Jinchūriki.

Even so, no explanation was given for it.

He focused solely on suppressing the Sage Body's regenerative abilities, allowing the Tsunamaru virus to accumulate within his body.

His deliberately feigned weakness became increasingly real under the influence of the abundant viral chakra. His face gradually turned deathly pale, and his lips lost all color.

When the last infected person is cured, Shen'er will take back the Heavenly Compassion Line.

The time is ripe...

His body swayed, as if his strength could no longer support his upright posture.

"Lord Shir!"

Amidst the gasps of the surrounding ninjas, the medical ninja god who had just saved everyone fell straight backward.

Chapter 138 For the sake of Sunagakure, let's use the Tailed Beast Ball on Konoha!

He even collapsed under everyone's gaze.

The moment a gasp came from inside the tent, a blur of movement flashed past outside.