This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 360 Sasori vs. Mei Terumi

All the other players have already taken the stage, and the two sides in the final quarterfinal match are ready.

"Konoha's Sasori versus Kirigakure's sole remaining representative—Mei Terumi."

This is the final, headlining match of this round!

On one side is Sasori Akasuna, a genius puppeteer representing Konoha who displayed terrifying abilities in the previous exams; on the other side is Mei Terumi from Kirigakure, who possesses two bloodline limits and is very intelligent.

"Go, Scorpion Bro!

Front row of the audience.

Kana, who had just collapsed in Mizuki's arms due to exhaustion of chakra, was now acting as if nothing had happened. She was holding a handful of high-energy chakra replenishment candies specially made by the research institute, crunching them as she waved her little fists and cheered loudly.

But as soon as she finished shouting, she turned her head and looked at the mist-hidden girl in the light blue combat suit on the arena.

"Mei Terumi, good luck too! Let's go get something delicious after we're done!"

"..."

Sitting next to her, Shizune hugged Tun-Tun and helplessly covered her face.

"Shana, whose side are you really on?"

"I support the one who plays better!" Kana answered confidently, then popped another candy into her mouth. "Anyway, whether Sasori wins or Mei Terumi wins, I can accept it!"

……

On the arena.

Mei Terumi flicked her long, reddish-brown bangs that covered her right eye, revealing an undisguised wariness and fighting spirit in her cool eyes.

Of course she recognized the red-haired boy opposite her. She had carefully studied all the contestants who had advanced, and Sasori's battle with the Two-Tails Jinchuriki in the previous match had left a deep impression on her.

Scorpion stood with his hands in his large pockets, his lifeless eyes slightly raised as he looked at the dangerous-looking girl in front of him, though his peripheral vision kept glancing at the referee.

"The match begins!"

With a single command from Hatake Sakumo.

"Click!"

The scroll on the scorpion's back sprang open instantly.

Two bizarrely shaped puppets appeared on the arena like ghosts. One was entirely dark red, with two enormous scythes in its hands.

The other one is spherical, with its surface covered with black, gaping tubes.

"Go to hell."

With a slight twitch of his fingers, the two puppets launched an attack instantly.

The scythe puppet transformed into a red whirlwind, hurtling straight towards Mei Terumi.

The spherical golems provided suppressive fire from the rear, unleashing a barrage of poison needles like a torrential downpour.

"Water Release·Water Formation Wall!"

Mei Terumi reacted extremely quickly, her hands rapidly forming hand seals, and a thick wall of water rose from the ground, blocking most of the poison needles.

But the scythe puppet was too fast. It leaped over the wall of water and its two huge scythes slashed down, blocking all of Mei Terumi's escape routes.

"snort."

Mei Terumi did not dodge; a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"Lava Release: Melting Monster Technique!"

Instead of retreating, she advanced, spitting out a large glob of extremely viscous, pungent, acidic orange liquid, directly meeting the two scythes that were slashing down.

"Zzzzzzz—!!!"

A sickening corrosive sound rang out instantly.

The scythe puppet's blade, forged from high-strength chakra metal, turned black and melted rapidly upon contact with the acid, like ice meeting fire. Even the puppet's arms were corroded, leaving several large holes.

"What?!"

The Fourth Raikage, A, stared in astonishment.

"That puppet's material was ridiculously hard; it actually dissolved with a mouthful of acid from this little girl?!"

"Lava Release, that's an extremely destructive bloodline limit."

Chiyo also spoke up, expressing her concern for her grandson.

"This girl's acid is not only hot, but also incredibly corrosive."

The Fourth Mizukage, Yagura Karatachi, sat upright on the sofa. Although his baby face remained calm and composed, his purple eyes were fixed on Mei Terumi on the arena.

"here you go."

The Fourth Mizukage, Yagura, secretly admired him.

As Kirigakure's sole representative in this tournament, Mei Terumi carries the honor of the entire village on her shoulders.

The fact that he could use both Lava Release and Boil Release bloodline limits to forcefully suppress the Konoha genius puppeteer who was wreaking havoc in the Forest of Death is enough to make other ninja villages take notice.

"Although I don't know what trump card that red-haired boy will play next, you've done very well to get this far."

Yagura picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

Iwagakure didn't even manage to secure a single spot in the top eight.

Thinking of this, Yagura felt inexplicably relieved.

This at least proves that the new generation of Kirigakure is no less capable than other villages in terms of potential and combat skills.

Meanwhile, in the noisy ordinary audience seats of the Konoha Dome.

"Terumi... Terumi Mei-sama... come on..."

A faint sound, barely audible, was barely perceptible amidst the bustling crowd in the stands.

Hozuki An, dressed in a light blue mist-covered outfit, huddled in her seat, her hands tightly twisting the hem of her clothes. Her already fair cheeks were now flushed red with tension.

As a typical person with social anxiety, in such a setting where tens of thousands of people were shouting loudly, she felt like a small fish that had fallen into a piranha pond, and even breathing became difficult.

However, looking at Mei Terumi facing her enemy alone in the arena, she felt that she had to do something.

"Go for it, Mei Terumi-sama...!"

Hozuki An mustered his courage and raised his voice slightly, but it was quickly drowned out by the roar of an uncle next to him cheering for the Konoha players.

She lowered her head in frustration, feeling utterly useless, unable even to cheer on her teammates properly.

Just then.

"Snapped!"

A large hand slammed heavily onto Hozuki Anna's thin back, almost knocking her unconscious.

"Oh dear! You little girl, your voice is as soft as a mosquito's buzz!"

Hozuki An was startled and turned her head sharply like a frightened rabbit.

She saw a burly man with a thick beard sitting next to her, looking at her with a disappointed expression.

"Is that a player from your village? Even though they're opponents, they played so well, I'm truly impressed! What are you muttering about? Can she hear you?!"

"Come on, take a deep breath. Concentrate your chakra here, like this!"

The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and roared at the top of his lungs, "You bastards from Konoha! Don't think you're so great just because you're on home ground! Little girl from Kirigakure! Take him down!!!"

This shout stunned the audience in the surrounding rows, who all looked at this traitor wearing a Konoha support headband with disbelief.

The uncle didn't seem to care at all, and turned to look at Hozuki An, raising his eyebrows encouragingly.

"Got it? This is the spirit of cheering! Come on, shout it out loud!"

Hozuki An stared blankly at the middle-aged man, but then she glanced at Terumi Mei, who was facing a formidable opponent on the stage.

She took a deep breath, her face flushed red, closed her eyes, and with all her might, shouted:

"Mirai Terumi-sama!!! Go for it!!! Beat that red-haired bastard to a pulp!!!"

Although his voice cracked slightly due to nervousness, everyone around him could hear his cheer clearly.

After shouting, Hozuki An's head was buzzing, his face was flushed, and it seemed like steam was rising from the top of his head.

The bearded man laughed heartily: "That's more like it!"

……

On the arena.

Scorpion frowned slightly.

He could feel that the chakra threads connecting him to the scythe puppet were also becoming unstable due to the corrosion from the acid.

"Is this your trump card?"

With a sudden tug, the scorpion pulled the half-crippled scythe puppet back, while simultaneously manipulating the spherical puppet to launch several detonating bombs.

"Boom! Boom!"

The shockwave from the explosion forced Mei Terumi back.

"So you're already feeling sorry for your puppet?"

Mei Terumi steadied herself, looked at the corroded and pitted puppet, and sneered.

She formed a mudra with her hands again.

"Boiling Release: Skillful Mist Technique!"

Mei Terumi took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of white, extremely hot, and highly corrosive acid mist.

The white mist spread rapidly, enveloping the entire arena.

"Sizzle—"

The moment the spherical puppet came into contact with the white mist, its outer shell began to rust and peel off rapidly, and the intricate gears inside emitted a screeching sound as they struggled under the strain, causing its movements to become extremely sluggish.

As Scorpion looked at the arena shrouded in acid mist, a glint of excitement finally flashed in his eyes.

"Not bad, your bloodline limit is quite interesting."

Looking at the two puppets struggling to survive in the acid mist and on the verge of collapse, he felt no pity; instead, a happy smile appeared on his lips.

Scorpion slowly pulled his hands out of his pockets.

"How could I feel sorry for you? That was just a puppet I used to test your strength!"