"Iron Body!"
Facing the lightning-fast Hell Stab Spear, Garp, who had only just woken up, let out a lazy yawn, looking half-asleep.
The next moment, Raikage's three lightning-wrapped fingers stabbed straight into Garp's forehead.
A sharp metallic ring burst out. Garp, whose forehead took the hit, didn't budge an inch.
Instead, the Raikage's feet left the ground, and his entire body shot backward like a fired cannonball, blasting nearly a hundred meters away before crashing hard into the earth.
He smashed out a three meter deep crater with a radius of over a dozen meters before he finally managed to steady himself.
"It… it appeared."
"The legendary Six Styles."
"The superhuman martial arts of the Warring States Period's greatest hero."
Back then, most shinobi in the Five Great Villages only vaguely knew of Garp's Fist, Uchiha Madara's Sharingan, and Hashirama Senju's Wood Release, names that had shook the world.
But the specific techniques? Only a handful of high-ranking ninjas truly knew of them.
However, ever since Garp reappeared, the Five Great Villages had been digging desperately into his history.
Many secrets buried since the Warring States Period resurfaced once more.
For example, techniques that defied common sense, defeated countless warlords, and were honored as the legendary Six Styles.
"So, this is one of the Six Styles… Iron Body?"
The Third Raikage lowered his gaze to his slightly trembling right hand, his grim face filled with shock.
No chakra whatsoever. Purely physical defense.
And it blocked his proudest and strongest spear, Hell Stab. Instead, he ended up tasting what it felt like for a normal person to get smashed by a hammer.
"Garp, that monster."
"Hurry and assist Lord Raikage."
"No one man can stand against a hero of the Warring States Period."
Dodai and the other Cloud shinobi finally couldn't sit still.
The Konoha shinobi might not know, but how could they not?
After fighting this long, the Raikage had yet to hit his limit, but he had already used every ounce of strength he could muster.
If Garp couldn't even be harmed during his sleep, then in his awakened state, harming him was beyond hopeless.
"Don't come close."
Seeing his men rush forward, Raikage grew angrier instead of relieved.
But just as he was about to shout at them to stop, Garp frowned slightly and swung his leg sideways.
"Tempest Kick!"
The moment the sharp, ear-piercing howl tore through the air, a blue slash hundreds of meters long erupted from Garp's right leg, sweeping across the battlefield with unstoppable force.
"Ahhh….."
The hundred Cloud shinobi charging at the front had no chance to react.
In an instant, they were cut down like harvested wheat, severed cleanly at the waist, their corpses falling across the battlefield in gruesome halves.
"Bastard!!"
The Third Raikage roared and dashed forward.
By the time the slash had cut through nearly two hundred Cloud ninja, he finally arrived and thrust both hands out to grab the attack directly.
The moment he made contact, his face changed dramatically.
His Lightning Release Chakra Mode, known as the strongest shield, tore apart like wet paper, and a searing pain shot from his hands through his entire body.
"Lightning Release: Thunder Armor."
Not daring to hold back, the Raikage instantly unleashed his full power.
As lightning-like flames burst from his body, his brown yellow hair rose upward one strand at a time, like a Super Saiyan.
Yet even after activating the true strongest shield, he still couldn't stop himself from being pushed backward by Garp's casual Tempest Kick.
What he did manage, barely, was slowing the slash's advance.
Originally, at least another hundred Cloud ninja would have been bisected on the spot.
But with the Raikage pulling with all his might, feet digging trenches into the ground as he resisted, the terrified Cloud shinobi behind him seized their fleeting chance, using Body Flicker, Earth Release, and Substitution to escape.
"So this is the Superhuman Six Styles that Iron Fist commands… Superhuman… beyond the limits of humanity.
No wonder his taijutsu carries the name of 'superhuman.'"
Dragged back hundreds of meters by the force of the slash, the Third Raikage finally managed to stop.
As the Tempest Kick's energy faded before his eyes, there was no joy on his face, only dread and horror.
Just a single kick from Garp had split the earth like a god swinging a blade, carving a 500 meter long ravine across the battlefield.
And left behind more than two hundred Cloud ninja corpses, all with the same gruesome death.
And this was after he risked his life to intercept it.
Otherwise, the Cloud casualties would not have been any fewer than the hundreds of Stone shinobi Garp had killed with the manually activated Tengai Shinsei.
"You're spacing out now? Really?"
Before the Raikage could recover from the shock, Garp reached toward the ground.
"Run..."
Seeing that gesture, the Raikage twitched violently.
A horrible memory flashed through his mind, Tengai Shinsei.… by hand.
Not only him, every Cloud ninja who remembered the Stone village shinobi's deaths backed away in fear.
"No need to be so nervous. I'm only fighting you, not three hundred people. This is more than enough."
Just as the Raikage tried to stop him, and the Cloud ninja had retreated a few steps, Garp withdrew his hand.
There was no giant boulder being uprooted, no mountain-sized projectile.
Only a palm-sized stone dropped into Garp's hand.
"Garp, what is the meaning of this?"
The Third Raikage froze, then erupted in fury.
He never imagined Garp would try to toy with him… with a tiny rock.
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