Naruto drinking makes me stronger
Author: Daoist2MagJ2
Chapter 32: The Little Red Flow Of Survival
The
was no longer a forest—it was a battlefield carved apart by a relentless storm of slashes. Deep scars ran through the earth, entire hills were split open, and what was once a dense jungle had been reduced to a wasteland of debris and dust.
Amidst the chaos,
pressed themselves against a crumbling rock formation, their breathing ragged. Sweat dripped down their faces, their bodies stiff with fear.
Not long ago, they had
the Konoha genin for wearing ridiculous little red flower stickers on their foreheads.
Now, they understood.
They weren't a joke.
They were
A
A desperate gasp of survival against
tearing through the exam.
Kaito's voice was barely above a whisper. "That last one... it cut through the mountain."
Kisame clutched his bleeding chest, his shark-like grin nowhere to be seen. The wound burned, his entire body ached, but
He shouldn't have been. That monster—
—had cut through
like it was nothing, reducing it to mist with a single swing. If Kisame hadn't been pushed out of the way, he would have been nothing more than red mist in the air.
Now, they were trapped.
"We can't keep doing this," Kaito muttered, forcing his mind to work through the panic. "He's drunk, which means his perception is off. He can't pinpoint us, so he's
"
Kisame wiped the blood from his mouth. "Yeah? And what do you suggest? That we bet on our
every time he swings?"
Every attack Youyu launched was
There was no pattern, no warning—just an
tearing through everything in its path. It wasn't a battle.
It was
And eventually,
Kaito swallowed hard. "We need a little red flower."
Kisame stared at him. "The hell are you talking about?"
Kaito's hands clenched into fists. "What did he say before he attacked us?"
Kisame's expression darkened as he recalled the words.
At the time, they had laughed.
Now, the realization settled in like
The Konoha genin weren't
They were
Kisame clicked his tongue, but there was no amusement in his voice. "So, what? You want us to find one of those stickers, slap it on our heads, and hope he ignores us?"
"Do you have a better idea?" Kaito snapped. "Every second we sit here, he gets
He doesn't need to be
when he can just keep swinging until there's nothing left. Do you think we can dodge forever?"
Silence.
For the first time in his life, Kisame
Not by enemy forces. Not by an impossible mission.
But by the
of Youyu's attacks.
It didn't matter
he was. It didn't matter
he had.
Youyu
Another
shook the air, followed by a
The ground beneath them cracked apart, sending both shinobi tumbling to the side as a new
formed where they had been crouching moments before.
Kaito
"We're running out of time. Either we find a red flower, or we get cut down. What's it gonna be?"
Kisame clenched his jaw. His
had been one of violence, of survival, of reveling in battle.
But this wasn't battle.
This was
A shadow passed overhead—a new
splitting the sky.
"Fine." Kisame spat blood to the side, his pride stinging almost as much as his wound. "Let's go find a damn flower."
The once
had descended into
"Three generations of Hokage, you need to stop this now!"
"This is
"
"Are you Konoha bastards trying to start a war?!"
The foreign jōnin
Sarutobi Hiruzen, their faces red with fury and
The
representative slammed his fist against the table. "Three of our best have already been
Our top genin are being hunted like dogs! What the hell kind of
is this?!"
"Where's Orochimaru?!" another jōnin demanded. "He's the proctor, isn't he?! Stop that
before he levels the entire forest!"
Jiraiya, standing off to the side, scratched his head, looking at the destruction on the screen. "Damn, kid... you've got style."
The
rounded on him. "
This isn't style—
"
One of the
gritted his teeth. "Look at the
There's nothing left!
That thing—**that monster—**is still swinging his sword like there's no tomorrow! If this keeps up, there won't be a
foreign shinobi left in this exam!"
Sarutobi
He had
Youyu to be strong.
He had
him to make Konoha look good.
But this was
He looked at the screen.
The
was barely recognizable. The once lush trees were reduced to
and the ground was
And Youyu?
He was
A massive
tore through another section of the terrain, carving a new canyon into the earth.
Sarutobi sighed.
Kaito and Kisame
Ducking under
leaping over
they moved as fast as their battered bodies would allow.
The
behind them never stopped.
Kisame growled through clenched teeth. "Where the hell are the Konoha brats?! I'd rather take my chances fighting them than dealing with this psycho!"
Kaito's
locking onto a faint cluster of chakra signatures. His eyes widened. "There! There's a group ahead!"
Another
tore through the sky, the impact so strong it sent them both
The
mere inches from where they lay.
They didn't stop.
Scrambling to their feet, they
Toward
If you were Kisame, would you rather run or take your chances against Youyu? Be honest!
why does jiraya keep saying the same thing AND GET RID OF THE THIRD GENRATION HOKAge thing just call him hokage also have jiraya say something else
The
was no longer a forest—it was a battlefield torn apart by an unstoppable force. Deep scars carved through the land, entire hills were split open, and what was once a dense jungle had been reduced to a wasteland of shattered trees and crumbling rock.
Amidst the chaos,
pressed themselves against a cracked boulder, struggling to catch their breath. Sweat dripped from their faces, their bodies trembling.
They had
at the Konoha genin earlier.
Mocked them for wearing
on their foreheads.
Now, they understood.
They weren't a joke.
They were
A
A desperate shield against
rampaging through the exam.
Kaito's voice was hoarse. "That last one... it cut through a mountain."
Kisame gritted his teeth, his shark-like grin nowhere to be seen. His entire chest throbbed from the deep slash that nearly cut him in half. If he hadn't been pushed aside, he wouldn't be alive.
Now, they were
"We can't keep dodging," Kaito muttered, forcing his mind to work through the fear. "He's drunk, so his perception is off. He can't lock onto us, so he's
"
Kisame wiped the blood from his mouth. "And what's your grand idea? Pray he gets tired?"
Every attack Youyu launched was
No warning, no hesitation—just an
carving through the world around him.
This wasn't a battle.
It was
Kaito's fingers dug into the dirt. "We need a little red flower."
Kisame blinked. "What?"
Kaito's breath was shaky. "What did he say before attacking us?"
Kisame's eyes narrowed.
At the time, they had
Now, the realization settled in like
The Konoha genin weren't wearing them for fun.
They were
Kisame clicked his tongue. "So, what? We find a sticker, slap it on our heads, and hope he ignores us?"
"Do you have a better plan?" Kaito snapped. "He can
Every second we sit here, he's closer to hitting us by accident!"
Silence.
For the first time in his life, Kisame
Not by an enemy force. Not by a superior opponent.
But by the
A
cracked the air, followed by
The ground beneath them
nearly sending them tumbling into another abyss carved out of the forest floor.
Kaito grabbed Kisame's arm. "This is it. We find a red flower, or we die. Choose."
Kisame
He hated that he was
But another
echoed through the sky, shaking the very foundation of the land beneath them.
"Fine." Kisame spat blood onto the dirt, eyes burning with frustration. "Let's go get a damn flower."
The once
had erupted into
"You need to stop this now!"
"This is
"
"Are you Konoha bastards trying to start a war?!"
Foreign jōnin
the Hokage, their voices thick with panic.
The
representative slammed a fist against the table. "We've already lost three of our best! What kind of
is this?!"
"Where's Orochimaru?!" another jōnin demanded. "He's the proctor, isn't he?! Stop that
before he levels the entire forest!"
Jiraiya crossed his arms, watching the destruction unfold on the screen. His usual carefree expression was gone, replaced by a rare look of disbelief.
"Yeesh..." he muttered. "I knew the kid had a mean swing, but this is overkill."
The
turned on him, eyes bulging. "
This isn't overkill—
"
One of the
gritted his teeth. "Look at the
There's nothing left!
That monster is
If this keeps up, there won't be a
foreign shinobi left!"
The Hokage
He had
Youyu to be strong.
He had
him to make Konoha look good.
But this was
He turned to the screen.
The
was barely recognizable. The once lush trees were reduced to
and the ground was
And Youyu?
He was
A massive
tore through another section of the terrain, carving a fresh canyon into the earth.
The Hokage sighed.
Kaito and Kisame
Ducking under
leaping over
they pushed their battered bodies forward.
The
never stopped.
Kisame gritted his teeth. "Where the hell are the Konoha brats?! I'd rather take my chances fighting them than dealing with this lunatic!"
Kaito's
locking onto a cluster of chakra signatures ahead. His eyes widened. "There! There's a group close by!"
Another
tore through the air behind them, forcing them both to
as the ground split apart beneath their feet.
Kaito didn't hesitate.
He pulled Kisame up, dragging him forward.
They were
Almost to
Almost to
If you were Kisame, would you swallow your pride and go get the red flower, or take your chances dodging Youyu's slashes?
was no longer a forest—it was a battlefield carved apart by a relentless storm of slashes. Deep scars ran through the earth, entire hills were split open, and what was once a dense jungle had been reduced to a wasteland of debris and dust.
Amidst the chaos,
pressed themselves against a crumbling rock formation, their breathing ragged. Sweat dripped down their faces, their bodies stiff with fear.
Not long ago, they had
the Konoha genin for wearing ridiculous little red flower stickers on their foreheads.
Now, they understood.
They weren't a joke.
They were
A
A desperate gasp of survival against
tearing through the exam.
Kaito's voice was barely above a whisper. "That last one... it cut through the mountain."
Kisame clutched his bleeding chest, his shark-like grin nowhere to be seen. The wound burned, his entire body ached, but
He shouldn't have been. That monster—
—had cut through
like it was nothing, reducing it to mist with a single swing. If Kisame hadn't been pushed out of the way, he would have been nothing more than red mist in the air.
Now, they were trapped.
"We can't keep doing this," Kaito muttered, forcing his mind to work through the panic. "He's drunk, which means his perception is off. He can't pinpoint us, so he's
"
Kisame wiped the blood from his mouth. "Yeah? And what do you suggest? That we bet on our
every time he swings?"
Every attack Youyu launched was
There was no pattern, no warning—just an
tearing through everything in its path. It wasn't a battle.
It was
And eventually,
Kaito swallowed hard. "We need a little red flower."
Kisame stared at him. "The hell are you talking about?"
Kaito's hands clenched into fists. "What did he say before he attacked us?"
Kisame's expression darkened as he recalled the words.
At the time, they had laughed.
Now, the realization settled in like
The Konoha genin weren't
They were
Kisame clicked his tongue, but there was no amusement in his voice. "So, what? You want us to find one of those stickers, slap it on our heads, and hope he ignores us?"
"Do you have a better idea?" Kaito snapped. "Every second we sit here, he gets
He doesn't need to be
when he can just keep swinging until there's nothing left. Do you think we can dodge forever?"
Silence.
For the first time in his life, Kisame
Not by enemy forces. Not by an impossible mission.
But by the
of Youyu's attacks.
It didn't matter
he was. It didn't matter
he had.
Youyu
Another
shook the air, followed by a
The ground beneath them cracked apart, sending both shinobi tumbling to the side as a new
formed where they had been crouching moments before.
Kaito
"We're running out of time. Either we find a red flower, or we get cut down. What's it gonna be?"
Kisame clenched his jaw. His
had been one of violence, of survival, of reveling in battle.
But this wasn't battle.
This was
A shadow passed overhead—a new
splitting the sky.
"Fine." Kisame spat blood to the side, his pride stinging almost as much as his wound. "Let's go find a damn flower."
The once
had descended into
"Three generations of Hokage, you need to stop this now!"
"This is
"
"Are you Konoha bastards trying to start a war?!"
The foreign jōnin
Sarutobi Hiruzen, their faces red with fury and
The
representative slammed his fist against the table. "Three of our best have already been
Our top genin are being hunted like dogs! What the hell kind of
is this?!"
"Where's Orochimaru?!" another jōnin demanded. "He's the proctor, isn't he?! Stop that
before he levels the entire forest!"
Jiraiya, standing off to the side, scratched his head, looking at the destruction on the screen. "Damn, kid... you've got style."
The
rounded on him. "
This isn't style—
"
One of the
gritted his teeth. "Look at the
There's nothing left!
That thing—**that monster—**is still swinging his sword like there's no tomorrow! If this keeps up, there won't be a
foreign shinobi left in this exam!"
Sarutobi
He had
Youyu to be strong.
He had
him to make Konoha look good.
But this was
He looked at the screen.
The
was barely recognizable. The once lush trees were reduced to
and the ground was
And Youyu?
He was
A massive
tore through another section of the terrain, carving a new canyon into the earth.
Sarutobi sighed.
Kaito and Kisame
Ducking under
leaping over
they moved as fast as their battered bodies would allow.
The
behind them never stopped.
Kisame growled through clenched teeth. "Where the hell are the Konoha brats?! I'd rather take my chances fighting them than dealing with this psycho!"
Kaito's
locking onto a faint cluster of chakra signatures. His eyes widened. "There! There's a group ahead!"
Another
tore through the sky, the impact so strong it sent them both
The
mere inches from where they lay.
They didn't stop.
Scrambling to their feet, they
Toward
If you were Kisame, would you rather run or take your chances against Youyu? Be honest!
why does jiraya keep saying the same thing AND GET RID OF THE THIRD GENRATION HOKAge thing just call him hokage also have jiraya say something else
The
was no longer a forest—it was a battlefield torn apart by an unstoppable force. Deep scars carved through the land, entire hills were split open, and what was once a dense jungle had been reduced to a wasteland of shattered trees and crumbling rock.
Amidst the chaos,
pressed themselves against a cracked boulder, struggling to catch their breath. Sweat dripped from their faces, their bodies trembling.
They had
at the Konoha genin earlier.
Mocked them for wearing
on their foreheads.
Now, they understood.
They weren't a joke.
They were
A
A desperate shield against
rampaging through the exam.
Kaito's voice was hoarse. "That last one... it cut through a mountain."
Kisame gritted his teeth, his shark-like grin nowhere to be seen. His entire chest throbbed from the deep slash that nearly cut him in half. If he hadn't been pushed aside, he wouldn't be alive.
Now, they were
"We can't keep dodging," Kaito muttered, forcing his mind to work through the fear. "He's drunk, so his perception is off. He can't lock onto us, so he's
"
Kisame wiped the blood from his mouth. "And what's your grand idea? Pray he gets tired?"
Every attack Youyu launched was
No warning, no hesitation—just an
carving through the world around him.
This wasn't a battle.
It was
Kaito's fingers dug into the dirt. "We need a little red flower."
Kisame blinked. "What?"
Kaito's breath was shaky. "What did he say before attacking us?"
Kisame's eyes narrowed.
At the time, they had
Now, the realization settled in like
The Konoha genin weren't wearing them for fun.
They were
Kisame clicked his tongue. "So, what? We find a sticker, slap it on our heads, and hope he ignores us?"
"Do you have a better plan?" Kaito snapped. "He can
Every second we sit here, he's closer to hitting us by accident!"
Silence.
For the first time in his life, Kisame
Not by an enemy force. Not by a superior opponent.
But by the
A
cracked the air, followed by
The ground beneath them
nearly sending them tumbling into another abyss carved out of the forest floor.
Kaito grabbed Kisame's arm. "This is it. We find a red flower, or we die. Choose."
Kisame
He hated that he was
But another
echoed through the sky, shaking the very foundation of the land beneath them.
"Fine." Kisame spat blood onto the dirt, eyes burning with frustration. "Let's go get a damn flower."
The once
had erupted into
"You need to stop this now!"
"This is
"
"Are you Konoha bastards trying to start a war?!"
Foreign jōnin
the Hokage, their voices thick with panic.
The
representative slammed a fist against the table. "We've already lost three of our best! What kind of
is this?!"
"Where's Orochimaru?!" another jōnin demanded. "He's the proctor, isn't he?! Stop that
before he levels the entire forest!"
Jiraiya crossed his arms, watching the destruction unfold on the screen. His usual carefree expression was gone, replaced by a rare look of disbelief.
"Yeesh..." he muttered. "I knew the kid had a mean swing, but this is overkill."
The
turned on him, eyes bulging. "
This isn't overkill—
"
One of the
gritted his teeth. "Look at the
There's nothing left!
That monster is
If this keeps up, there won't be a
foreign shinobi left!"
The Hokage
He had
Youyu to be strong.
He had
him to make Konoha look good.
But this was
He turned to the screen.
The
was barely recognizable. The once lush trees were reduced to
and the ground was
And Youyu?
He was
A massive
tore through another section of the terrain, carving a fresh canyon into the earth.
The Hokage sighed.
Kaito and Kisame
Ducking under
leaping over
they pushed their battered bodies forward.
The
never stopped.
Kisame gritted his teeth. "Where the hell are the Konoha brats?! I'd rather take my chances fighting them than dealing with this lunatic!"
Kaito's
locking onto a cluster of chakra signatures ahead. His eyes widened. "There! There's a group close by!"
Another
tore through the air behind them, forcing them both to
as the ground split apart beneath their feet.
Kaito didn't hesitate.
He pulled Kisame up, dragging him forward.
They were
Almost to
Almost to
If you were Kisame, would you swallow your pride and go get the red flower, or take your chances dodging Youyu's slashes?