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The three Sand Ninja were startled by the sound and looked sharply toward the source of the noise.
What greeted them were four agile figures who had silently approached without them even noticing!
Might Guy, Kakashi Hatake, Hayate Gekko, Genma Shiranui—
Four Konoha ninjas each occupied a side, surrounding Maki and his group in the center.
A powerful killing intent emanated from them, subtly causing the surrounding air to freeze!
"Oh no, oh no!" Maki's heart sank, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
He glanced at the headbands and imposing aura of the four people opposite him and immediately realized that he and his companions were no match for them.
Two Jonin, two Special Jonin... Konoha actually sent out such a lineup to block their retreat, clearly determined to win!
"Konoha thinks way too highly of me!"
Maki forced a bitter smile and muttered a self-deprecating remark.
……
Smoke swirled around the rooftop above the central platform.
A figure was surrounded by smoke and dust from the gaping hole, and suddenly leaped out, landing on the rooftop in a few flashes.
Another tall, dark figure followed closely behind, emerging step by step from the thick smoke and also leaping onto the roof.
Strong winds blew away the smoke and dust.
Orochimaru, disguised as the Kazekage, grinned maliciously and grabbed Hiruzen Sarutobi's shoulder, pressing a gleaming kunai against Sarutobi's throat.
He retreated step by step against the Hokage with a sinister grin, saying, "This boring exam game is over. Sarutobi-sensei... the wheels of history are about to begin turning!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi frowned slightly, but showed no sign of panic.
at this time--
"Swish swish swish swish!!"
Four figures sped out from the four corners of the rooftop, landing precisely at the four corners of the area, completely surrounding the two people's location.
The four ninjas surrounding the rooftop are none other than the famous "Sound Four" of Sound Village!
"Lord Orochimaru!" The four bowed in unison, their eyes filled with fervent reverence.
Orochimaru nodded slightly, his vertical pupils flashing with murderous intent: "Make your move—"
In an instant, the four formed the same hand seals, slammed them onto the ground, and shouted, "Ninja Art: Four Purple Flame Formation!"
hum! ! !
A dazzling purple light wall suddenly rose from beneath the four people's palms, converging and merging above the rooftop!
The next second, billowing flames swirled up from the ground, transforming into a massive, blazing cubic barrier that enveloped both Hiruzen Sarutobi and Orochimaru!
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye!
A wall of blazing purple fire had already erupted atop the central platform, resembling an insurmountable cage that isolated the two leaders from the outside world!
"Hokage-sama!!"
Gasps of surprise came from the Konoha ninjas below the field.
However, Hiruzen Sarutobi, inside the barrier, remained calm, even slowly raising the corners of his mouth.
"Hmph, that's enough of this boring charade!" Orochimaru licked his lips in a frenzied manner, his eyes gleaming with a maniacal light. "Next... I will let you witness the end of the old era! The wheels of history will begin to roll over Konoha once more from this day forward!"
"Is that so?" Unexpectedly, in the face of Orochimaru's threat, Hiruzen Sarutobi in the barrier suddenly chuckled.
The laughter was deep and resonant, with a hint of mockery and regret in its tone, completely different from the hoarse and aged voice of Sarutobi from before!
Orochimaru's pupils contracted, and his face suddenly darkened: "That voice—?!"
Before he could finish speaking, Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly raised his leg and swept it horizontally, aiming straight for Orochimaru's waist and abdomen!
Orochimaru was taken aback and quickly let go, retreating rapidly to barely dodge the fierce kick.
Upon realizing what was happening, a chilling premonition suddenly rose in his heart. He stared intently at the person in front of him, his face grim, and demanded sharply, "Who exactly are you?!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had been held hostage, now stood calmly in place, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What, it's only been a few years, and you can't even recognize my voice anymore?"
As he spoke, his hands suddenly formed a hand seal, and he shouted sharply, "Release!"
Bang!
A burst of white smoke exploded and dissipated, revealing a tall, white-haired man standing within the barrier!
The newcomer was wearing a red, wide-sleeved vest, with the character "oil" embroidered on his forehead, and two long red lines on his face that were very noticeable.
It was none other than Jiraiya, one of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha!
"Long time no see, Orochimaru." The white-haired man grinned, his expression full of regret. "You finally couldn't hold back, Orochimaru... You really disappoint me."
Orochimaru was completely stunned.
Just as he was deeply shaken, a commotion arose again from the direction of the stands.
Orochimaru's heart tightened, and he subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.
Throughout the audience, the Sand Ninja and Sound Ninja who should have been lying in wait were being dragged out one by one by Konoha ninjas and pinned to the ground, completely powerless to fight back.
The Konoha spectators, who were supposed to be asleep as originally planned, were mostly awake at this moment, and under the command of groups of Konoha ninjas, they orderly evacuated from various parts of the stands.
In the center of the training field, the desert jinchūriki who should have fully unleashed the One-Tailed Shukaku was now covered in talismans with the character "seal" written on them, lying obediently on the ground unconscious.
As for Uchiha Sasuke, he disappeared without a trace at some point!
"Konoha... completely understood my actions?"
Orochimaru stood there dumbfounded, veins throbbing on his forehead, a look of disbelief and panic appearing in his eyes for the first time. "This... how is this possible?!"
"Fire Release·Big Flame Bullet!"
Whether in dreams or reality, Orochimaru has taken action against Konoha.
Orochimaru is beyond saving!
Jiraiya didn't hold back either, decisively launching an attack while Orochimaru was distracted.
His cheeks puffed out, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a huge, blazing fireball!
boom--! ! ! !
The blazing fireball struck Orochimaru directly, exploding with a deafening roar!
The intense heat and raging flames engulfed the entire rooftop in a scorching inferno.
Smoke and dust billowed from within the purple firewalls, and charred rubble fell continuously from the roof.
A moment later, as the thick smoke dissipated slightly, Orochimaru was seen standing unsteadily within the barrier, his Kazekage robe now tattered and torn.
His face was ashen. With a wave of his hand, he angrily tore off his charred outer garment and threw it at his feet, revealing his pale and ferocious true face.
Orochimaru slowly licked his dry, cracked lips with his tongue, his voice low and sinister, as if squeezed from his throat, "It seems I won't be able to leave Konoha Village unless I kill you today."
On the other side of the barrier, Jiraiya stood solemnly in a fighting stance: "This time, don't think you can escape Konoha so easily again!"
"How arrogant!" Orochimaru sneered disdainfully. "You? You've never beaten me since we were kids—you loser!"
Jiraiya sneered, "Whether it works or not, we'll only know by trying. It seems like it's been a while since we've done anything!"
"Hiss..."
Orochimaru laughed wildly, his golden vertical pupils revealing murderous intent, and a strange smile curled at the corner of his mouth. "Fine, I'll kill you first, then I'll kill the old man too!"
Chapter 157 Considering the princess's age, being arrogant isn't necessarily a sign of regression.
As a renowned Jonin in Sunagakure, Maki naturally possessed considerable knowledge.
His gaze swept quickly across the Konoha ninjas surrounding him.
Moonlight Gale, Genma Shiranui...
He might not take those two special Jonin seriously, but Kakashi Hatake and Might Guy are a different story.
The four men surrounded them from all sides, exuding a murderous aura that seemed to freeze the air itself.
Maki clenched his fist on the kunai, his palms sweating profusely, his mind racing.
If he were alone at that moment, he might still try to fight to the death and find a chance to break through the encirclement and escape.
However, he was accompanied by two younger members of Sunagakure, Temari and Kankuro—
If he rashly makes a move and angers the group of Konoha elites in front of him, even if he manages to escape, does he want to leave Temari and Kankuro here to suffer the wrath of the Konoha ninjas?
Thinking of this, the last shred of hope in Maki's heart vanished.
He gave a bitter laugh, slowly raised his hands, deliberately dissipated the gathered chakra, and said in a hoarse voice, "...We surrender."
"Mr. Ma... Mr. Ma Ji?!"
Temari's pretty face turned pale, her eyes widened in disbelief, and her hand holding the giant iron fan trembled slightly.
Kankuro was also shocked, "W-How could this be—"
"Surrender!" Maki said in a deep voice, stopping the two juniors from their loss of composure. He sighed, "We've lost this time!"
He gestured to the two of them to listen quietly.
Temari and Kankuro suppressed the shock in their hearts and listened intently to the sounds around them.
Upon hearing this, they immediately looked at each other in bewilderment.
All around was deathly silent. Apart from the distant roar of battle from the battlefield, there was no sign of the expected commotion throughout Konoha Village!
Logically, the Sand Village and Sound Village members they deployed in various corners of Konoha should be attacking everywhere right now, causing chaos.
But now—there's not even the slightest sound of fighting, let alone explosions or shouts of killing!
“As expected…” Maki’s face turned ashen, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. “Konoha… was prepared.”
Kakashi smiled slightly upon seeing this, his words calm yet sharp: "That's right. I already knew the movements of the ninjas you had planted throughout Konoha long before you even took action."
Temari and Kankuro gasped for breath, their faces showing disbelief.
Maki closed his eyes bitterly—had Konoha planned everything from the very beginning?