This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 31 The Final Battle

Finally, the rain that had been falling for months stopped today.

The dark clouds dispersed, revealing the long-awaited pale sunlight, but this was not a sign of peace, but rather a final burst of energy before the decisive battle.

Hanzo's main force has assembled on the plains outside Amegakure, while the Konoha Allied Shinobi Forces are ready to go.

Inside the camp.

"Fugaku-senpai, you stay behind."

While organizing his equipment, Nishikawa Tetsuya pressed down on Uchiha Fugaku, who was trying to get up. "Your eyes are not only yours now, but also a strategic secret of Konoha. You cannot appear on the front lines until your vision is restored."

Fugaku sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes covered with thick gauze.

He clenched his fist until his knuckles turned white, but eventually he relaxed it.

"...I know." Fugaku's voice was low. "Don't die. Don't make me, a blind man, have to collect your corpses in the end."

"Don't worry." Minato tightened his headband. Although his right shoulder was still a little stiff, it no longer affected his hand seals thanks to Tsunade's treatment. "We'll do our best, including your share, senpai."

Nishikawa Tetsu didn't say much. He fastened the last piece of equipment to his left forearm.

It was an arm guard with a cold, metallic sheen, its structure intricate and complex, with fine gears and high-strength chakra threads faintly visible inside.

"What is this?" Minato asked curiously. "It's different from the previous one?"

"Scientific Ninja Tool 2.0, I named it: Bee Sting."

Nishikawa Tetsu raised his left arm, his five fingers moving slightly, the arm guard emitting a soft mechanical clicking sound. "After analyzing Kazama Sosuke's puppet scroll, I extracted the high-pressure energy storage structure of the Sand Village puppet core and combined it with the principles of physics."

He picked up a specially made senbon with a spiral groove at the end from the table and inserted it into the slot on the arm guard.

"Previous throwing relied on muscle strength, which had a very limited ceiling, but this..."

With a thought, Nishikawa Tetsu channeled a small amount of chakra into the arm guard.

"Click".

The internal springs and chakra threads tightened instantly, and the stored potential energy reached a critical point.

"puff!"

A very faint, almost negligible whooshing sound rang out.

Fifty meters away, a small hole that is open at both the front and back suddenly appeared on a solid wooden post used to support the tent.

The senbon needles have disappeared; they must have pierced through the wooden pillar and flown to a more distant place.

Minato Namikaze's pupils contracted slightly.

"So fast, and there was no arm swinging motion."

"An initial velocity of 400 meters per second, which is supersonic." Nishikawa Tetsu's eyes were calm. "At close range, unless you have dynamic vision at the level of the Sharingan, you simply can't react in time. This is the 'science' I'm looking for."

With this, even when chakra is insufficient, as long as there is enough chakra to activate the chakra threads, he has the firepower to instantly kill a Chunin.

"Let's go." Nishikawa Tetsu put away his arm guards. "The three commanders have already set off. Today, we will witness history."

The battle that made the Three Ninjas famous!

……

The central plains of the Land of Rain.

The two armies faced off, and the tense atmosphere made the air thick and sticky.

On the Konoha side, Jiraiya stood atop the giant Gamabunta, Orochimaru stomped on Manda, and Tsunade stood on the back of a giant slug.

The three spirit beasts, as large as mountains, brought an unparalleled sense of oppression.

On the other side of them, there was only one person.

Sansho fish, half-cooked.

He stood atop the head of a gigantic salamander, its body dripping with purple venom, wielding a kusarigama, facing the entire Konoha army alone, his imposing presence showing no sign of being overwhelmed.

"The brats of Konoha."

Hanzo's voice, transmitted through his mask, echoed throughout the arena: "You destroyed my military equipment and cut off my supply lines. Today, you will pay for this debt with your blood!"

"Enough talk, Hanzo!" Jiraiya roared. "The war should end!"

"Then let's give it a try!"

The war is about to start.

Thousands of ninjas collided violently like two torrents.

Swords flew in the air, and the light of ninjutsu illuminated the gloomy sky with vibrant colors.

Nishikawa Tetsu and Namikaze Minato did not rush to the front; instead, they roamed the flanks of the battlefield, responsible for clearing out the Rain Ninjas who tried to flank them.

"Go to hell!"

A Rain Ninja chuuni grinned as he charged toward the seemingly frail Nishikawa Tetsu, raising his long sword high in the air.

Nishikawa Tetsu stood still, without moving an inch, and didn't even seem to be forming any hand seals.

Just when Yu Ren thought the other party was terrified, Nishikawa Tetsu simply raised his left hand slightly and gently hooked his finger.

"puff!"

A red dot instantly appeared between Yu Ren's eyebrows.

He ran two steps in his charging stance, then fell straight down, dying without understanding what had happened.

"The twelfth."

Nishikawa Tetsu coldly recorded the data. The actual combat effect of the Bee Sting was even better than expected, and its penetrating power was enough to pierce through a standard ninja vest.

On the other side, Minato Namikaze transformed into a golden streak of light, each flash taking away a life.

Although the Rasengan has not yet been fully developed, his ghostly speed and precise physical skills alone make him a reaper on the battlefield.

A regular Chunin? Just a slightly larger punching bag.

However, the advantage in conventional warfare did not last long.

In the center of the battlefield, the key to victory or defeat lies in the battle between those top experts.

"Summoning Jutsu: Ifuku!"

Hanzo, seeing the battle gradually become a stalemate, finally lost his patience.

He stomped his foot, and the giant salamander beneath him opened its terrifying mouth.

"not good!"

Tsunade, standing atop the slug, paled drastically. "Everyone! Hold your breath! Retreat!"

But it was too late.

"call--!!!"

A thick, almost purplish-black poisonous mist erupted from the salamander's mouth like a tsunami.

This poisonous fog not only covered a vast area, but also spread extremely quickly, instantly engulfing Konoha's vanguard troops as it followed the wind.

"Cough cough cough!"

"Ah! My eyes!"

"Help... I can't breathe..."

The battlefield, which was originally a scene of fierce fighting, instantly turned into hell.

Hundreds and thousands of Konoha ninjas suffered skin ulceration, foamed at the mouth, and collapsed to the ground in agony the moment they came into contact with the poisonous fog.

Even the strong and powerful spirit beasts roared in pain in the poisonous fog and had to dissipate their spirits and disappear.

"Damn it! The area is too big!"

Nishikawa Tetsu and Minato were on the edge of the battlefield, watching as the purple Grim Reaper approached.

"Minato! Put it on!"

Nishikawa Tetsu reacted extremely quickly, taking out two specially made gas masks from his backpack, tossing one to Minato, and quickly putting on the other himself.

This was prepared during his attack on the armory; it was filled with activated charcoal and an antidote for Rain Shadow Toxin.

It wasn't that he was unwilling to equip every Konoha ninja with one; the main problem was that the materials were difficult to obtain.

"Run to higher ground! The toxic gas is heavier than air and will settle in low-lying areas!"

The two quickly used the Instantaneous Movement Technique to rush towards a nearby high rock.

When you stand on high ground and look down, the scene is simply despairing.

The entire plain was shrouded in a purple poisonous mist, and thousands of ninjas, friend or foe, all fell.

At the very center of that poisonous fog, only three figures remained standing.

Tsunade, Jiraiya, Orochimaru.

Tsunade was using her medical ninjutsu at full power, not only to maintain her own vital signs, but also to desperately supply chakra and antidotes to the two people around her.

"Is this... the power of a demigod?"

Minato Namikaze's voice was somewhat muffled through his gas mask, but the shock he exuded was undeniable.

With just one move, the army lost its fighting capacity.

"It's not over yet."

Nishikawa Tetsu stared intently at the center of the battlefield. Although he was wearing a mask, he could feel the terrifying chakra fluctuations emanating from there.

The poisonous fog has dissipated somewhat.