Thunder rumbled overhead as Jiraiya and Yahiko faced each other in the enclosed training grounds, the air thick with tension and the scent of ozone. The orange-haired teen stood with the confident posture of a Vice Admiral. Across from him, the white-haired Sannin's usual jovial expression had hardened into something more serious.
"Old pervert, huh?" Jiraiya cracked his neck, his geta sandals shifting in the dirt. "You know, kid, there's a difference between being a pervert and being a super pervert. And I'm proud to be the latter! But not only did you attack my way of life, you attacked my credibility!! I may be a pervert, but I am no pedo!!!"
Yahiko's expression remained unchanged, but electricity crackled across his skin. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!! I hope you can put up a good fight."
"Why don't I show you?" Jiraiya's hands were already moving through seals. "And teach you some respect while I'm at it!"
The fight began with explosive intensity. Jiraiya launched forward with a traditional Konoha-style rush, but Yahiko disappeared in a burst of speed that left afterimages.
"Soru."[1]
His voice seemed to boom from everywhere at once.
Jiraiya's eyes widened slightly at the unusual movement technique, but his sensory abilities showcased themselves as his eyes narrowed. He pivoted, blocking Yahiko's incoming kick with his forearm. The impact sent vibrations through his arm – this wasn't normal strength.
'This brat is stronger than he looks.' Jiraiya thought.
'Tekkai'
Yahiko compressed his buddies muscles as Jiraiya's counter-strike bounced off his hardened body. Electricity coursed over his skin, and he followed up with a lightning-fast series of punches.
'Shigan: ThunderDrill!'
His finger strikes, enhanced with both Rokushiki technique and lightning, shot toward Jiraiya's vital points. The Sannin responded with the fluid movement style of a Konoha veteran, his body weaving between the strikes while his hands formed seals.
"Ninja Art: Wild Lion's Mane!"
Jiraiya's white hair expanded explosively, wrapping around him like a protective cocoon and catching Yahiko's strikes. The electricity from the attacks coursed through the hair, but Jiraiya seemed unaffected.
"Interesting defense." Yahiko acknowledged, leaping back. "But how does it handle this?
Raiga!!"
A massive bolt of lightning shot from his hand toward the roof, then came crashing down toward Jiraiya. The Sannin's hair whipped around him as he flipped backward, his hands never stopping their seal sequences.
"Earth Style: Swamp of the Underworld!"
The ground beneath Yahiko began to transform into a chakra-infused swamp, but the boy was already airborne, using his lightning powers to hover. "You'll have to do better than that, old bastard!!
Lightning Storm!"
Multiple lightning bolts shot from his body in all directions, forcing Jiraiya to abandon his technique and dodge. The Sannin's movement was impressive, each step precise and economical as he avoided the deadly bolts while closing distance.
"Not bad!" Jiraiya called out, his hands completing another sequence. "But let's see how you handle this!
Fire Style: Dragon Flame Bomb!"
A massive fireball in the shape of a dragon's head roared toward Yahiko, who responded by crossing his arms.
'Rankyaku Lightning Cutter!'
His legs moved at incredible speed, creating compressed air blades infused with lightning that sliced through the fireball.
The two techniques created an explosion of steam and electricity, momentarily obscuring both fighters. Through the chaos, Yahiko heard the distinct sound of someone biting their thumb.
"Summoning Jutsu!"
The steam cleared to reveal Jiraiya standing atop Gamahiro, one of his massive toad summons while something burrowed into the ground. The blue-skinned toad warrior drew its twin swords, ready for battle.
Yahiko's response was to rise higher into the air, his body crackling with increasing electrical power as he turned into the very essence of Divine Intervention.
'One Million Volts!'
The massive lightning blast forced both Jiraiya and Gamahiro to separate, the toad using its swords to deflect part of the attack while Jiraiya launched himself toward Yahiko.
"Needle Jizō!"
Jiraiya's hair hardened into sharp spikes as he spun through the air, becoming a whirling projectile of deadly points. Yahiko met the attack head-on, his body transforming into pure lightning as the attacks hit him, ignoring the damage.
'He became invulnerable? Is it like the Hozuki Clan's Jutsu?' Jiraiya thought to himself as he landed on a nearby wall, surprised but adapting quickly. "This could be troublesome."
"You haven't seen anything yet." Yahiko reformed, electricity arcing between his fingers.
'Soru Tempest!'
He vanished in a burst of speed enhanced by lightning, appearing behind Jiraiya with his finger extended.
"Shigan: Lightning Spear!"
But Jiraiya was already prepared.
"Toad Oil Bullet!"
The stream of oil caught Yahiko's attack, the electricity following the conductive liquid back toward its source. Yahiko quickly broke contact, but not before receiving a solid kick to his midsection.
"Tekkai didn't help?" Yahiko grunted, genuinely surprised.
"Sage chakra enhancement." Jiraiya explained with a grin as two toads were resting on his shoulders, revealing that he'd also summoned them when he did the prior Summoning Jutsu, with them having been gathering natural energy during their exchange. Red pigmentation had appeared around his eyes as he took on Toad-like features. "Now, let's really get started!"
The fight elevated to a new level of intensity as Yahiko's mastery of Rokushiki combined with his lightning powers made him nearly unstoppable, while Jiraiya's Sage Mode enhanced abilities allowed him to keep pace.
'Geppo Lightning Step!'
Yahiko kicked off the air itself, each step leaving a trail of electricity as he maneuvered.
'Rankyaku Thunder Wave!'
His kicks created crescents of compressed air infused with lightning, forcing Jiraiya to dodge constantly.
The Sannin responded by slamming his hands together.
"Sage Art: Hair Needle Senbon!"
His hardened hair launched thousands of needles, each charged with natural energy. Yahiko was forced to maintain his lightning form continuously to avoid being hit, limiting his offensive options.
'Maximum Voltage!'
Yahiko transformed the entire area into a cage of lightning, the bolts connecting between various points in the training ground. "Try dodging in here, old man!"
Jiraiya's response was to slam both palms into the ground as he took a deep breath.
"Sage Art: Toad's Fireball Jutsu!!!"
Massive flames burst from his mouth as if akin to a flamethrower, in a hope to incinerate everything before him.
"Impressive, old pervert!" Yahiko acknowledged, his lightning form allowing him to slip through the flames. "But predictable!
Raigo: Thunder God's Judgment!"
The lightning darkened as Yahiko gathered an enormous amount of electricity above the training ground, forming it into a giant sphere of pure lightning. The attack descended like divine punishment, destroying the area near Jiraiya and forcing the Sannin to reveal his trump card.
"Sage Art: Goemon!"
The combination of fire, earth, and toad oil techniques created a massive wave of superheated oil that met Yahiko's lightning attack head-on. The collision of techniques created a spectacular display of elemental destruction, the training ground shaking under the force of the clash.
Through the chaos, both fighters engaged in close combat once more. Yahiko's Rokushiki techniques flowed seamlessly with his lightning abilities, each strike carrying the potential for devastating damage.
'Rokuogan: Thunder Pulse!'
The ultimate Rokushiki technique, enhanced with lightning, shot toward Jiraiya's chest. The Sannin countered with pure Sage Mode power, meeting the attack with a chakra-enhanced palm strike. The resulting shockwave cracked the training ground's walls.
"Not bad for an old pervert, huh?" Jiraiya taunted, though his breathing was heavy.
Yahiko wiped blood from his mouth, his own stamina showing signs of depletion. "You've earned your reputation as a Sannin. But this ends now!
Kaminari Palace!"
The entire training ground became engulfed in a dome of pure lightning, with Yahiko at its center. His body crackled with power as he prepared his ultimate technique. "Within this space, I am God!"
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Up above, Hanzo looked at both Konan and Yahiko techniques with a slanted gaze, seeing that both techniques used their power to attempt to form an enclosed space.
'A powerful technique, though it seems neither of their's are fully refined yet. But if mastered, it would be utterly terrifiying when fighting a singular opponent or small groups. Such a technique...' Hanzo thought as he looked at Garp, the man watching at all three fights with a serious gaze.
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"Big words, kid." Jiraiya's hands flew through seals as he bit both thumbs. "Let's see how they hold up!
'The technique is unstable right now. I have to attack before he stabalizes it!!' Jiraiya thought
Sage Art: Bath of Boiling Oil!"
The techniques clashed in a display of raw power that threatened to destroy the entire training ground. Yahiko's lightning dome pulsed with energy while Jiraiya's combination of Sage chakra, toad oil, and fire created a maelstrom of superheated projectiles.
Through the chaos, both fighters charged at each other for one final exchange.
'Rokuogan Maximum Voltage!'
Yahiko's ultimate attack combined the devastating impact of the Rokuogan with the full power of the Goro Goro no Mi.
"Sage Art: Flame Bombs!"
Jiraiya's technique spiraled with natural energy, the dense flaming chakra spheres in both hands growing to massive size.
Their collision created an explosion that forced everyone within a mile radius to shield their eyes. When the light faded and the dust settled, both fighters stood at opposite ends of the now-devastated training ground, their bodies showing the toll of battle.
Yahiko's clothing was in tatters, his body covered in burns from the superheated oil and impact marks from Sage-enhanced strikes. Jiraiya's clothes were similarly damaged, with electrical burns visible across his exposed skin and his hair partially singed.
"Still think I'm just an old pervert?" Jiraiya asked, managing to maintain his cocky grin despite his obvious exhaustion.
Yahiko straightened, electricity still crackling faintly around him. "Perhaps... a rather formidable old pervert." he conceded with the ghost of a smile before he passed out due to exhaustian.
AN: Hmm. I knew I forgot something.
[1] I've decided that most Rokushiki Techniques won't be in ", rather in ', to show that it is the move but it is just a martial arts style rather than a major move.