Kazekage Ninja-Chapter 36: Flying Thunder God Technique (2)

"Who developed this jutsu?"

"The Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju."

"Ah, what a genius! I always knew Hashirama Senju was remarkable, but I didn't expect his younger brother to be so brilliant as well. No wonder Konoha remains the top ninja village to this day—it's not without reason."

Great Immortal Huang clicked his tongue in amazement, his mouth overflowing with praise.

"Where did you get this scroll?"

His gaze was fixed intently on the Flying Thunder God Technique scroll.

"I traded it with Konoha for chakra-weakening agents."

Jing Hang made no attempt to hide the truth.

Great Immortal Huang froze upon hearing this.

"You're joking, right? Is Konoha's leadership that brainless now? Trading this for your half-baked poison?"

"They insisted on the trade. If I didn't agree, they wouldn't leave me alone."

Jing Hang wasn't lying; it truly was Konoha who pursued the exchange.

"Good heavens, you really hit the jackpot this time! Do you even realize what this technique represents?"

"Does it mean Sunagakure will become invincible?" Jing Hang tilted his head, feigning innocence.

"Not quite, but you're not far off!" Great Immortal Huang wasn't joking at all.

"Come on, you're exaggerating, aren't you?"

Jing Hang understood the Flying Thunder God Technique was powerful, but he didn't expect Great Immortal Huang to hold it in such high regard.

"Exaggerating? Do you even know what this is? This is space-time ninjutsu!"

"So what about space-time ninjutsu?"

To Jing Hang, space-time ninjutsu was a broad concept—after all, even storage scrolls could be considered a form of space-time ninjutsu.

"So what? Clearly, you don't understand. Let me give you an example."

Great Immortal Huang shook his head, picking up a blank sheet of paper from the desk.

"You're here." He pointed to one corner of the paper.

"And I'm here." He pointed to the opposite corner.

"There's a distance between us. If I want to attack you, no matter what method I use, I have to cross this distance."

"Yeah, that's true," Jing Hang nodded.

"But with this technique, I can completely ignore that distance."

Great Immortal Huang folded the paper, bringing the two corners together.

"And I can attack you from any angle. As long as you have this technique's formula on you, even if I miss with one strike, I can instantly jump to another angle and attack again. You won't have any way to defend yourself."

He tore off one corner of the paper and used it to demonstrate multiple angles of attack against the other corner.

"With this technique, you'll become the fastest man in the ninja world!" Great Immortal Huang declared solemnly.

While the statement was true, something about the phrasing made Jing Hang feel uneasy. Fast is fast, but there were still technical issues to resolve.

"I get that, but I've already discussed this with the village elders. The technique seems incomplete, and its usage might be unstable," Jing Hang expressed his concerns.

"It's indeed not perfect, but the theoretical foundation is solid. That's not a big problem. Add this, and it'll be complete."

Great Immortal Huang picked up a pen and another sheet of paper. After a moment of thought, he scribbled a few words and handed it to Jing Hang.

Taking the paper, Jing Hang read aloud, "Contract Marker?!"

"Yes, that's the idea. It's basically reliable."

Great Immortal Huang began explaining the theory.

"The foundation of this technique is actually reverse summoning. But the target of reverse summoning is fixed. For example, if you use reverse summoning, you'll end up at Xuanyuan Mound, but you won't know exactly where within it. To make it more precise, you need to specify the exact point and replicate it. Then you can appear at any point you desire."

Hearing this, Jing Hang felt he understood better. It seemed like exploiting a loophole in summoning jutsu.

"Specify the exact point? How do you do that?" Jing Hang asked.

"You need to add a clause to the summoning contract."

With that, Great Immortal Huang opened a drawer, pulled out a scroll, and unrolled it. He chanted a few words, and the scroll flipped open to a specific page.

Jing Hang recognized it immediately—it was the summoning contract he had signed years ago.

Great Immortal Huang picked up his pen and added a section to the blank space. The writing was ancient and cryptic, completely incomprehensible to Jing Hang.

"This is ancient weasel script. You wouldn't understand it," Great Immortal Huang explained without looking up.

After a while, he put down the pen, examined his work, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Alright, it should work. Now, write a unique marker here, something that belongs to you alone. From now on, wherever this marker exists, you can go there."

Great Immortal Huang seemed quite excited.

"Anything I want?" Jing Hang asked.

"Anything, just don't make it too long."

After some thought, Jing Hang picked up the pen and wrote, "Jing Hang Was Here."

Great Immortal Huang shot him a disdainful look.

"Now press your handprint here."

Biting his thumb, Jing Hang pressed his bloody hand onto the blank space.

"Alright, wait a moment."

Great Immortal Huang walked to the bookshelf, rummaged around, and pulled out a small scroll.

"This jutsu is the perfect complement to the Flying Thunder God Technique. Flawless!"

Flipping it open, Jing Hang was overjoyed.

"The Art of Ink Movement! Where did you get this?"

"Stole it from Konoha. I always thought it was just a prank jutsu for doodling and graffiti, but it turns out it's a match made in heaven for the Flying Thunder God Technique."

The technique wasn't difficult, and Jing Hang memorized it quickly.

"Alright, give it a try!"

Great Immortal Huang was visibly more excited than Jing Hang, clearly filled with anticipation for the Flying Thunder God Technique.

Jing Hang took the pen and wrote "Jing Hang Was Here" in large characters on his palm.

"The Art of Ink Movement!"

He swiftly formed hand seals.

The six characters on his palm wriggled like a snake, slithering off his hand and onto the ground. They stopped about ten meters away.

"Let's start with this distance."

"That works."

Great Immortal Huang nodded.

Recalling the hand seals for the Flying Thunder God Technique, Jing Hang carefully formed them one by one.

"Flying Thunder God Technique!"

With a low shout, Jing Hang vanished with a puff of white smoke.

"Poof!"

Almost simultaneously, he reappeared at the marked location.

"Did it work?" Jing Hang looked at Great Immortal Huang in disbelief.

"It worked!"

Great Immortal Huang clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Jing Hang was thrilled. The Flying Thunder God Technique had been perfected in his hands. Did this mean he was now Sunagakure's "Blue Flash"?

Unbeknownst to him, far away in Mount Myoboku, a blond-haired boy named Minato Namikaze was also writing four words—"Sword of Ninja Love"—on a scroll and pressing his handprint. He was only twenty-six minutes behind Jing Hang.

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