When the miniature Great Fireball Technique met the Wind Release blades, it was like a rock hitting an egg, directly destroying the wind blades.
This in turn disrupted the vacuum environment they had created, and the fireball, after dimming for only an instant, recovered its brightness and continued flying towards the overconfident Temari.
What!?
Now it was Temari who was shocked, and Kankuro and Gaara, watching the battle, were equally incredulous.
In her haste, Temari only managed to open her fan and hold it in front of her.
The specially made Ninja tool indeed had its uses; it directly blocked the Great Fireball Technique's attack, which then exploded into a ball of flame.
Showing off comes at a price; the Three-Star Fan prevented Temari from being instantly burned with a large hole, but her right hand, holding the fan, had four fingers (excluding the thumb) charred black and shriveled.
A good swimmer drowns!
Had it been any ordinary Genin, Natsuri's Great Fireball Technique would have been dodged.
"Aren't you going to surrender? If you don't get treatment in time, your right hand might be crippled."
Natsuri had enough strength, but having never experienced the cruelty of the Ninja World, this was truly her first time injuring someone so severely; usually, her fights at most left others with a black eye and a swollen face.
Temari, whose mind was blank from the intense headache, only felt pure mockery when she heard Natsuri's suggestion to surrender.
Enduring the severe pain, her face turned crimson, and Temari gritted her teeth, veins bulging, and shouted loudly.
"What a joke! This pain is nothing! I was just careless for a moment. The real battle starts now!"
Looking at Temari, who had become inexplicably agitated by her words, Natsuri couldn't understand why, despite her concern, the other party became even more emotional.
However, she was indeed different from children who cry and run to their parents after a single hit; this Chunin Exams had already shown Natsuri too many people who weren't afraid of pain.
Is the first step to becoming a Ninja learning to endure pain?
"Since that's the case, so that your hand doesn't get completely crippled, I'll have to end this battle quickly."
Natsuri admired Temari's character, not making a sound even when her hand was almost gone, and to prevent the other party from needing an amputation, Natsuri decided to finish the fight quickly.
"Hmph, your Uchiha Clan is indeed famously arrogant! I had the same intention; I'll finish you in one move!"
Temari switched the fan to her left hand, then used her strongest move, swinging the fan with all her might.
A powerful current of wind was generated, and Temari then infused all her remaining Chakra into it, leaving only a tiny bit to prevent herself from fainting.
Like a giant net, the wind rushed towards Natsuri.
Pray that the examiner can save you in time!
[Wind Release: Net of Wind!]
At this time, Temari naturally couldn't compare to her future self, and the speed of her Net of Wind naturally didn't surpass the Third Raikage's speed, but it was still incredibly swift.
Natsuri activated her Sharingan and chose not to use Ninjutsu, as the Great Fireball Technique, as her brother had said, was immensely powerful and could easily kill an opponent if she wasn't careful.
Not wanting to kill Temari, Natsuri used her most common fighting technique: she channeled all of her enormous Chakra into her hands.
The Chakra spewing from her two fists was already visible to the naked eye, glowing with a faint blue light.
Natsuri charged forward, swinging her fists.
As she approached the Net of Wind, she crossed her fists and then slashed, directly tearing a huge opening in the wind net; subsequently, the wind, losing its cohesion, became a chaotic mess, transforming into countless tiny wind blades that cut in all directions.
Aside from her fists, Natsuri had fine cuts all over her body, and there were even streaks of blood on her face.
It hurts so much!
Natsuri, who had almost never suffered a setback since childhood, momentarily wanted to cry out.
However, having just watched everyone else's battles, whether it was Lee getting up and assuming a fighting stance even after losing consciousness and falling into a coma, or Neji enduring shattered bones without a sound.
Or even Sasuke, who usually seemed so childish, spitting up large mouthfuls of blood, yet only his gaze grew fiercer, not even a whimper.
Including Temari opposite her, whose hand was disfigured, yet she wouldn't even frown.
All of this made Natsuri realize that a Ninja might not be strong, but they must never cry out in pain.
With a stern, unyielding face, Natsuri rushed in front of Temari, looking at her with a gaze that saw a monster, as Temari's steps were still unsteady, leaning half-consciously on her fan.
With blue-glowing fists, she landed a punch to the abdomen, followed by an uppercut with the other fist to the chin.
Temari's body flew high into the air, then crashed heavily to the ground, losing consciousness.
Natsuri did not possess monstrous strength or the Gentle Step Twin Lion Fists; the blue light in her hands was merely a large amount of Chakra condensed, an effect of 'great force creates miracles'.
It was quite Chakra-consuming and impractical, having neither destructive attack power nor the ability to seal Chakra points.
It was entirely the epitome of a wild, untrained punch used in children's fights.
Among the spectators, any Ninja with a bit of common sense looked on with utter disbelief.
Natsuri's action of slicing through the wind net with her fists completely astonished the Ninja who understood its implications.
Many people turned their gaze towards Yuuki, wondering, "Is this some new Taijutsu style?"
"It can directly defeat Ninjutsu, no, or even more terrifying, it can nullify Ninjutsu!"
Yuuki ignored all the gazes directed at him, merely replaying the scenes recorded by his Sharingan in his mind.
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