Naruto drinking makes me stronger

Orochimaru stared at Youyu, who had suddenly appeared in front of him, in utter disbelief.

His snake-like pupils were fixed on that nearly hundred-meter-long berserk slash.

In front of that savage slash, Youyu’s body was practically negligible.

And yet, at this very moment, Youyu stood there with only a single blade, blocking that nearly hundred-meter-long slash head-on.

The attack that had just shattered the Triple Rashomon and nearly shaved the entire terrain flat could no longer advance even half a step.

It was like a docile sheep.

“That’s wine, right?!” Youyu’s eyes were locked firmly on the wine bottle beside Orochimaru.

A terrifying aura erupted from him, making Orochimaru feel as if he had fallen into an ice cavern.

“T-This…” Orochimaru’s snake pupils shrank into needle-thin slits.

Every hair on his body stood on end.

A sense of danger infinitely close to death completely enveloped him.

Orochimaru knew this feeling very well.

Because he had experienced it before.

Back during the Second Shinobi World War, when he, Tsunade, and Jiraiya had faced Hanzo, the man known as the “Demi-God of the Shinobi World.” That was the feeling Hanzo had given him.

“Hah—hah—hah—” “H-How is this possible?!” Orochimaru gasped heavily, his snake pupils filled with disbelief.

The current Orochimaru was no longer the Konoha Jonin who had been powerless before Hanzo back then.

Now, he was Konoha’s second-in-command.

He was far stronger than he had been in those days.

And yet, facing the Youyu in front of him, that sense of danger infinitely close to death was almost swallowing him whole.

Youyu was countless times stronger than when he had launched that slash!

“What… what exactly happened?” Orochimaru’s mind was in chaos.

How could someone become stronger the more they fought?

And become this much stronger?

“Gulp!

Hey, snake-playing bastard, how about we make a deal?” Orochimaru looked up and saw Youyu staring at the wine bottle beside him so intensely it looked like he wanted to stick his eyeballs to it.

“You give me the wine, and I won’t cut you down.

How about it?” Youyu was also afraid that if he tried to snatch it by force, this snake-playing bastard might destroy the wine.

“Hah… hah… You want me to surrender?” Orochimaru took two breaths, his pale face shifting uncertainly.

Strictly speaking, this bottle of wine was something Hiruzen Sarutobi had told him to bring and hand over to Youyu.

But under the current circumstances, if he handed the wine to Youyu, what difference would that be from surrendering?

Inside the Hokage’s office.

“What is that bastard Orochimaru hesitating for?!

Hurry up and give the wine to Youyu!” Hiruzen Sarutobi stared at the crystal ball, his face full of anxiety.

Just now, Hiruzen’s heart had nearly jumped out of his chest.

When he saw Youyu’s slash shatter Orochimaru’s Triple Rashomon, he had almost been scared to death.

Naturally, Hiruzen was more than happy to see Youyu possess such terrifying strength.

But damn it, the person Youyu was cutting right now was Orochimaru!

If Youyu really cut Orochimaru down, Konoha would become the biggest joke in the entire shinobi world.

When he saw Youyu block that berserk slash, Hiruzen finally swallowed his heart back down from his throat.

That kind of thrilling reversal was almost too much for his heart to take.

“Orochimaru, you bastard…” Jiraiya looked at Orochimaru’s expression in the crystal ball, his own face complicated.

Jiraiya understood Orochimaru too well.

Orochimaru had become Konoha’s second-in-command at such a young age.

There was no doubt that he was proud.

In this situation, if Orochimaru handed the wine to Youyu, how was that any different from surrendering?

With Orochimaru’s personality… “Don’t do anything stupid, Orochimaru!” Jiraiya’s face was filled with anxiety.

… “Hey, we can talk this out.

At worst, I won’t call you snake-playing bastard anymore!

Put the wine down!” Seeing the snake-playing bastard in front of him standing there with a dark, uncertain expression while holding the wine bottle, Youyu immediately became anxious.

What if this guy destroyed the wine?

Even cutting him to death would not make up for it!

Hearing Youyu’s words, Orochimaru’s mouth twitched, and black lines seemed to cover his face.

So if you stop insulting me, I should be grateful?

However, after Youyu interrupted him like this, Orochimaru’s expression suddenly eased.

Why was he seriously arguing with a drunkard?

“Deal with that slash, and I’ll give you the wine.” Orochimaru stood up and spoke while holding the bottle.

“Oh?” Youyu’s eyes lit up.

This snake-playing bastard was quite sensible after all.

“Clang—” Shusui suddenly lifted.

That berserk slash that had broken through the Triple Rashomon had no power to resist at all and was violently knocked into the air by Youyu!

“Whoosh!” The nearly hundred-meter-long berserk slash transformed into a dazzling black-purple light and shot into the sky, completely tearing apart the clouds and the air!

“Boom!!!” The clouds above instantly vanished, and the roaring hurricane went still.

Watching that incomparably savage scene, Orochimaru’s eye twitched.

He had not expected that after breaking through the Triple Rashomon, that slash would still be so terrifying.

But even such a slash was like a toy in front of this brat, casually manipulated at will.

For the first time, a sense of defeat rose in Orochimaru’s heart.

“Here.” Orochimaru’s voice was hoarse as he handed the wine in his hand to Youyu.

“Clang!” “Hahaha, snake-playing bastard, you’re pretty sensible.” Youyu’s eyes lit up.

He sheathed Shusui, took the bottle, then patted Orochimaru on the shoulder with an expression that said, You know how to behave.

“…” Orochimaru’s facial muscles began twitching.

This bastard had just said he would stop insulting him.

The moment the wine was in his hand, he burned the bridge without hesitation!

Youyu did not care what Orochimaru thought.

He opened the bottle and began drinking heartily.

“Glug—glug—glug—hah!” Under Orochimaru’s dark expression, Youyu drained the entire bottle in one go and let out a satisfied breath of alcohol.

“Ding!

Detected that the host’s mood has reached a pleasant state.

Exiting Wine Berserk state.” “Ding!

Detected that the host has reached a satisfied state.

Craving enhancement canceled.” Youyu’s slightly scarlet eyes quickly returned to normal.

Mist suddenly sprayed from his pores, carrying a strong scent of alcohol.

During the Wine Berserk state, all alcohol was stored inside his body to maintain his drunken state.

After exiting it, the alcohol would naturally be expelled through his pores.

“Hm?” Youyu blinked and looked at the battered Orochimaru in front of him.

He was sober.

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