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Chapter 30 - [29] The fight

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The Raikage's real target was Hiruzen. His spear hand thrust cut the air like a blade. Hiruzen swung Enma in a wide arc, staff expanding in an instant to meet the blow. The impact shook the ground for miles, a shockwave blasting dirt and debris into the air.

Enma grunted through clenched teeth. "He's stronger than the reports... Sarutobi, don't underestimate him!"

Hiruzen pushed back, muscles straining. "I never have."

The staff bent but did not break. The Raikage withdrew, then came again, fists pounding like hammers, each strike enough to kill ten men. Hiruzen parried, blocked, countered, every movement precise. Enma's adamantine form clashed against lightning, sparks showering the battlefield.

Minato darted in and out, his dwindling kunai flashing, forcing the Raikage to divide his focus. But the titan adapted, his movements fluid despite his size, his cloak protecting him from most of Minato's attempts to slash.

The battlefield froze into a triangle of titans: the Lightning god, the professor's staff, and the Yellow Flash.

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Minato's thoughts burned as he flickered to a seal on a tree, breathing hard. Kushina… they took you. I failed you. But I won't stop here. His grip tightened on his kunai. "Hokage-sama," he called out between clashes, "he's more durable than I imagined. I can't pierce his cloak unless we open him up."

Hiruzen nodded grimly, parrying another crushing strike. "Then we fight together. I'll create the opening... you end it."

The Raikage heard them and laughed. His voice boomed, echoing off the battlefield. "You think you can end me? Foolish. I am the shield of Kumogakure. My body is the ultimate spear and the unbreakable wall. Come, Konoha."

He charged again, lightning splitting the air, killing intent radiating like heat. And Hiruzen met him head-on, Enma roaring, Minato already vanishing into gold.

The true battle had only just begun.

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The battlefield had narrowed to a deadly arena: three giants locked in motion while lesser shinobi gave them wide berth. Dust hung thick in the air, every clash between staff and lightning blasting shockwaves across the plain.

Hiruzen stood firm at the center, Enma in his hands lengthened into a massive staff. Every block shook his shoulders, but his eyes were steady, his mind calculating. Minato flickered in and out like a restless spark, golden streaks darting across the Raikage's flanks. Together they had carved out a rhythm: Sarutobi anchoring the raikage, Minato slicing from the blindspots.

The Third Raikage was taking blows... not fatal, but real. Minato's speed left shallow cuts along his lightning armor, and once Enma had landed flush against his ribs, the adamantine staff sending a shudder through even that monstrous body. For the first time, the raikage bled. He said, "So, this is what blood tastes like"

Lightning still wrapped him, burning bright, but his breathing came heavier, the sound rasping beneath the thunder.

"You've forced me further than most," he admitted, his gravel voice echoing. His chest rose and fell, steam mingling with sparks. "But neither of you have struck to kill. You nick me, bruise me… but you don't finish."

Minato appeared behind him, kunai flashing, only for the Raikage to twist his shoulder and knock the blade aside with raw muscle. Sparks flew.

"You're fast, boy. But what use is speed without bite?"

Minato's jaw clenched, his golden hair plastered with sweat. He knew the truth in those words. Every strike so far had been meant to set up. To weaken. To stall. Still, he pressed on, hoping for the opening that never came.

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Hiruzen adjusted his stance. His breath was calm, but the years weighed heavy. His opponent was decades younger, a body carved into living armor by war. Enma snarled in his hands, the staff vibrating with each clash.

"You're forcing him back, Sarutobi," Enma growled. "But we need more. He's adapting with every second."

Hiruzen nodded, sweat streaking through the dust on his face. His mind raced. Minato's Flying Thunder God needed an anchor. His own taijutsu and ninjutsu alone couldn't break the cloak. Together, they had to coordinate.

"Minato," he called out, parrying another earth-splitting blow, "when I pin him, you strike. Don't hesitate. You have to aim to kill."

Minato froze for half a beat. Kill? Can i do it? When i couldn't even pierce his defense He swallowed, then nodded. "Yes, Hokage-sama."

The Raikage smirked, as if hearing their intent. He shifted his weight, raising both fists. He knew he can't fight them both so he wanted to try something new and then his stance changed.

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It was subtle at first: the spread of his feet, the coiling of his arms. But Hiruzen saw it instantly. The way the Raikage angled his body, elbows sharp, knees lifting high. It wasn't Kumogakure's rigid brute force style. It was fluid, striking from every joint.

Recognition flickered in Hiruzen's eyes. "This is something different... Minato be ready..."

The Raikage's grin widened. "The boy showed me once. I thought it a child's game. But in these hands…" His lightning armor flared brighter, crackling along his limbs. "…it becomes slaughter."

He lunged, not with a punch, but with a knee. It came like a spear, aimed at Hiruzen's chest. Enma snapped down to block, but the Raikage's elbow followed instantly, smashing from the side. For the first time, Hiruzen staggered, the dual strikes bypassing his rhythm.

Minato flickered in, kunai poised for the Raikage's exposed flank. But the titan pivoted on one leg, elbowing backward with unnatural speed. The blow missed Minato's head by inches, the shockwave alone knocking him sprawling.

Now every limb was a weapon: fists crashing, elbows slicing, knees spearing, shins battering. Hiruzen tried to keep up, staff spinning in tight arcs, but each clash bent him further back.

The Raikage's laughter rolled between strikes. "So, this is muay thai."

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Minato scrambled to his feet, chest heaving. He had one kunai left strapped to his thigh. Just one. Every other was buried in Dodai's rubber, useless. His seals were nearly gone. His Flying Thunder God, the jutsu that made him feared by iwa, was being cornered.

And now Hiruzen was faltering with raikage's unnatural blows.

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A/N: Minato is basically useless with most of FTG kunai strapped in rubber and no powerful offence but at least he is dividing Ay's focus and giving hiruzen a chance...

for people wondering why minato is not using rasengan... because he doesn't know it yet (at least for this fanon)... It is mentioned that he invented rasengan after seeing the tailed beast bomb... Kushina can't perform the tailed beast bomb (as the seal she had was different from naruto's).

Minato tweaked the seal to allow naruto to have access to kurama chakra...back to the point... the only time he could have seen a tailed beast bomb is from his confrontation from killer bee...This inspired him to invent rasengan...

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