Chapter 69: A Battle of Fate
"For the sake of fairness, I won't use Iron Sand," said Jinghang, tightening the guards on his forearms.
Iron Sand was practically the nemesis of all puppets. Once it jammed a puppet's critical components, even the most sophisticated puppet would be rendered useless. Honestly, Jinghang couldn't fathom how the Third Kazekage from the manga had been defeated by Sasori. It felt like a chicken somehow managing to take down a weasel.
"For the sake of fairness, I won't use poison," Sasori declared arrogantly.
At this moment, Sasori had just bathed and changed into a fresh set of clothes, looking every bit like an innocent little boy. However, his smug demeanor made him seem particularly punchable.
"Can we start now?" Jinghang asked, suppressing his irritation.
"Wait," Sasori interrupted.
"Hold on, Father. While I won't use poison, for the sake of simulating real combat, I've coated the areas where poison would normally be applied with purple paint. The venom of my Poison Mountain is incredibly potent—even a tiny bit would be lethal. Heh heh..."
Jinghang glanced helplessly at Chiyo, who was observing the match from the sidelines. However, Chiyo looked utterly nonchalant, as if she were admiring the scenery. In truth, there wasn't much to see in the barren training grounds.
"Fine, have it your way. If I get even a scratch, I'll count it as your win," Jinghang said, conceding with a sigh.
This kid sure has a strong competitive streak.
Jinghang carefully examined the puppet before him. The puppet had been painted and adorned, now resembling a fearsome figure. Named Shura Maiden, it wore a golden crown, a yellow robe, and bore a bluish complexion, reminiscent of the wrathful deities depicted in Tibetan Buddhist thangkas.