Chapter 75
The power of the Rasengan was enough to shatter a mountainside. Even a Jonin—unless they specialized in Taijutsu defense—could never withstand a direct hit from it!
Saki couldn't withstand it either, but his sword had saved him!
In the split second before the Rasengan exploded, his instincts screamed of impending doom. While it seemed like he had been blasted away, he had actually made an evasive maneuver, dodging part of the technique's full force.
Like a cannonball, Saki was hurled through the air. But mid-flight, he twisted, his feet slamming into a tree. With another agile flip, he landed stably on a thick branch.
"You—" Saki's eyes widened as he glared at Haruto Saito, disbelief written all over his face.
He looked battered. The violent explosion of the Rasengan had sent a windstorm across his body, tearing through his clothing as if he had been whipped a hundred times. His robes were shredded, his skin lined with bleeding cuts. Several gashes marred his face, red streaks trailing down.
Crack! Boom!
A loud snap followed by a thunderous crash echoed. The massive tree Saki had just used as footing splintered down the middle and collapsed under its own weight.
Saki kept his eyes locked on Haruto. His hand trembled slightly—numb from the impact. His grip on his sword wavered, struggling to maintain control.
Using pure sword techniques to take on an A-rank close-range Ninjutsu? It was reckless. Saki had never expected Haruto to be this strong. The Rasengan... that was a move only a Taijutsu master could normally unleash.
Meanwhile, Haruto was equally stunned.