Crouched by the wall, peering through a gap to observe the bathhouse scene, Jiraiya was completely oblivious that the same kids from this morning had once again discovered his location. He was still there appreciating the various "magnificent views."
"If I'm not mistaken, that's the bathhouse over there, right?" Following Obito's pointing finger and spotting Jiraiya, Asuma spoke with some uncertainty.
"Should be." Kakashi, finally having wiped the coconut water clean from his face, agreed: "That guy is the same peeping tom from earlier, isn't he? He's called Jiraiya, supposedly one of the Legendary Sannin—it's written in the textbooks."
Kakashi's memory was clearly much better than Obito's. Not only did he accurately recall the man's name, but he also mentioned his title.
"So it really is him?" Asuma looked enlightened upon hearing Jiraiya's name.
He had heard the old man mention Jiraiya many times and had even met him a few times as a child.
So this is what the Sannin are really like?
Having previously heard Hiruzen discuss Jiraiya's character, Asuma finally believed those rumors after witnessing it firsthand.
This batch of Military Police Force really isn't up to par—how did they let this guy out?
Only Feng Bai continued savoring his coconut water while engaging in "what's wrong with this village, I'm deep in thought" reflections.
"It really is him! Damn it, that bastard actually dared to break out of prison!"
Hearing Kakashi and Asuma's conversation, Obito's sense of justice flared up once again. He charged forward, completely disregarding Jiraiya's Sannin title and treating him as nothing more than an escaped peeping criminal.
"Take this, you pervert!"
Taking three steps in two, Obito ran up behind Jiraiya and launched a kick.
"Why does this voice sound familiar?"
Hearing Obito's angry roar, Jiraiya looked puzzled. As he turned around, he skillfully caught Obito's leg and flung him away once more.
"Kyaa! There's a pervert!"
"Quick, run!"
"Where's the pervert?"
Obito's shout attracted the attention of the women in the bathhouse. Upon hearing there was a peeping tom outside the wall, they abandoned their toiletries—some didn't even have time to wrap towels around themselves before rushing toward the exit.
Only one golden-haired figure coolly grabbed a towel, wrapped it around herself with practiced ease, and moved against the crowd, asking about the pervert's whereabouts as she went.
"You bastard!"
Hearing the chaotic splashing from inside the bathhouse, Jiraiya knew his research plans were ruined once again. He glared angrily at the group that had followed him, immediately spotting Feng Bai at the back, holding coconut water with an expression of someone enjoying the spectacle.
"You guys really never quit! Damn it, if it weren't for..." Seeing the Hokage's son among the crowd, Jiraiya's momentum deflated. Remembering that his release had been conducted secretly and not wanting to cause more trouble, he immediately prepared to use the Body Flicker Technique to escape.
"That voice—it really is you, Jiraiya!"
Tsunade's voice came through the wall, catching Jiraiya's attention.
"That voice—oh no!"
Looking toward where the voice came from and seeing only a wall, Jiraiya immediately realized something was wrong. But it was too late to escape now—a pale fist burst through the wall, grabbing straight for Jiraiya's collar, preventing his escape.
Next, accompanied by a thunderous crash, the entire bathhouse wall collapsed. Tsunade's full-powered punch, carrying unstoppable momentum, slammed toward Jiraiya, forcing him to cross his arms to block the strike.
"Ice Release: Glacial Defense Hall."
Feeling the very earth trembling, Feng Bai quickly erected an ice wall to shield himself and the others from the impact's aftermath.
The ominous sounds of "crack, crack" continued incessantly. Watching the ice wall develop fractures continuously, it was hard to imagine what kind of punishment Jiraiya, as the target of the attack, was enduring.
Wait, someone's missing—holy crap, Obito!
Looking at Kakashi and Asuma beside him, Feng Bai finally remembered Obito, who had been flung somewhere by Jiraiya.
Hope he's not dead. Same goes for Jiraiya.
Speaking of such powerful punches, looking at all of Konoha Village, probably only that person could achieve this.
Feng Bai recalled that imposing figure in his mind. Encountering two of the Sannin in one day—he wondered if this was good or bad luck.
After the shockwave dissipated and confirming there was no danger, Feng Bai dispelled the already precarious ice wall and carefully observed the situation before him.
"Cough, cough cough..." As soon as he dispelled the ice wall, dust hit him in the face, making Feng Bai cough violently. He could only use his arm to shield his mouth and nose, squinting hard to search for Jiraiya and Obito.
"Prepare yourself, Jiraiya!"
He didn't see Jiraiya, but a towel-clad amazon was right in front of them.
"Holy cow, Tsunade!"
The towel couldn't even contain the magnificent assets swaying before the group.
I'm still just a child—please show me more.
Though he wanted to continue appreciating this beautiful sight, seeing the murderous intent on Tsunade's face, the group wisely remained silent.
After searching, they finally found Jiraiya at the end of the street.
Hit by Tsunade's punch, he had crashed through five walls and was now embedded in the back kitchen wall of a barbecue restaurant. His chest was severely caved in, and his breathing had become extremely weak.
Tsunade, who had originally wanted to deliver a few more punches, saw his condition and couldn't care less about teaching him a lesson. She quickly crouched down to heal Jiraiya, only to have him spit a mouthful of blood onto her face.
Feeling the blood sliding down her face, Tsunade, who had been so fierce moments before, instantly trembled, her pupils constricting, eyes widening, and cold sweat appearing on her face.
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Damn it, if this continues...
As a medical ninja, Tsunade knew that if she didn't treat Jiraiya quickly, he would most likely die within minutes.
"I'll do it."
Seeing Tsunade's expression, Feng Bai knew her hemophobia had kicked in. Without hesitation, he used Medical Ninjutsu to control Jiraiya's injuries.
"Medical Ninjutsu, huh..."
There was no time to marvel at how a child of this age could perform Medical Ninjutsu. Tsunade quickly turned away, trying to control her emotions.
With Feng Bai's abilities, he naturally couldn't heal Jiraiya's injuries completely—he could only try to ensure Jiraiya wouldn't die.
"Quick, make way, let us through."
Fortunately, after several minutes of treatment, a group wearing medical ninja uniforms pushed through the crowd and rushed in.
"Alright, leave this to us."
Seeing Feng Bai helping to control Jiraiya's injuries, a medical ninja patted his shoulder, indicating he would take over the treatment.
"The patient's injuries are very serious—just his ribs alone, more than five are broken. He must be rushed to the hospital for treatment."
After a brief examination of Jiraiya's injuries, the medical ninja reached a rather pessimistic conclusion.
"I'll go with you."
Tsunade, having cleaned the blood from her face, returned to the scene.
"Who are you to say—"
The medical ninja instinctively started to retort, then saw a somewhat familiar face.
"Lady Tsunade?!"
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