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An Yan shook his head at the two of them, indicating that they didn't need to persuade them anymore.
The group arrived at the practice field.
An'yan and Jiraiya stood face to face, forming the opposing hand seal.
Jiraiya immediately used the Summoning Jutsu, and a red toad more than two meters tall appeared from the huge white smoke.
It's Gamabunta. At this time, Gamabunta wasn't very tall, probably because he was still young.
An Yan raised an eyebrow, looked at Jiraiya, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Is this your trump card?"
Jiraiya didn't answer, but pointed at An Yan and shouted, "Go, Wen Tai! Teach this brat a lesson!"
A tongue hurtled toward An Yan at lightning speed. An Yan raised a Wind Release: Rasengan with one hand and stretched it out into the air. The Rasengan exploded, and the powerful Wind Release chakra blew the toad's tongue back. Jiraiya and Gamabunta were also blown more than 20 meters away and crashed into a tree at the edge of the training ground.
There's not much to say, it was sold instantly.
Tsunade immediately went down to treat Jiraiya and Gamabunta.
"Why did you hit so hard?"
Tsunade was somewhat resentful of An Yan.
An Yan sighed helplessly: "I've already gone easy on him. If I don't let him see the difference in skill, he'll keep bothering me every day."
Jiraiya lay on the ground, feeling a shattering of his resolve. How could there be such a huge difference? They were the same age.
"Jiraiya, your strength still has a lot of room for improvement. I've heard that Mount Myōboku also has Sage Mode. I look forward to our next battle after you've learned Sage Mode."
To prevent Jiraiya from becoming completely discouraged, An'yan offered a few words of comfort, which helped Jiraiya regain some confidence.
That's right, Mount Myōboku has Sage Mode, a powerful technique that has been practiced by everyone from the Sage of Six Paths to the First Hokage. Once I learn Sage Mode, An Yan will definitely be no match for me, and then I can win Tsunade back and make her change her mind.
As Jiraiya pondered this, he began to chuckle to himself.
Tsunade exclaimed in shock: "It's over, An Yan! You've knocked Jiraiya senseless!!!"
An Yan sighed and rubbed his forehead: "No, Tsunade, he was just lost in his teenage fantasy."
Jiraiya was still quite resilient; after Tsunade treated him briefly, he regained his mobility and, looking embarrassed, escorted Gamabunta back to Mount Myōboku. Jiraiya then turned to An'an and said solemnly.
"Then it's settled. Once I've mastered the immortal arts, we'll settle this once and for all."
An Yan nodded casually. Jiraiya's talent for cultivating Sage Mode was actually not very good. He had been cultivating for most of his life, and he still needed the help of two toad sages to finally enter Sage Mode.
If he really masters the Sage Mode, An Yan and Tsunade's child will probably be Hokage by now.
The two sealed their reconciliation, ending their match.
It was getting late, so everyone decided to go home.
Tsunade is a girl, and An'yan escorted her home. Jiraiya also wanted to join in the fun, but was dragged away by Hiruko.
An Yan and Tsunade were walking briskly through the streets of Konoha when they suddenly started talking about Sakumo Hatake and his wife, Kasuga Asako.
"I really envy Sister Yako. Even though she's just an ordinary person, Brother Hatake hasn't changed his mind, and the two of them are still together."
Tsunade looked dejected.
An Yan thought for a moment and replied, "Every decision we make will have different consequences. The only thing we can do is to be prepared to bear all the consequences. I think Brother Hatake is already prepared."
"Consequences?"
Tsunade murmured to herself. She was a thoughtful girl, and following An Yan's words, she thought of many things.
Those clansmen who sacrificed themselves to recreate Wood Release must have known that, given the current success rate of the surgery, the chances of survival were slim, yet they still did it without hesitation.
While Tsunade was lost in thought, An Yan noticed something in front of a nearby stall: a flute.
An Yan bought it directly. Tsunade, coming back to her senses, saw An Yan playing with the recorder and couldn't help but laugh, "I've never seen you play it before. Can you play it?"
An Yan tested the sound and replied to Tsunade with a smile, "I've said it before: I love music and books. Since I love music, how could I not know how to play?"
Tsunade looked at An Yan with a smile, "Then show me what you've got."
An Yan smiled, held the flute upright, and began to play.
The theme song of Inuyasha, a longing that transcends time.
Tsunade stood still, quietly watching An Yan, slightly lost in thought. Her melodious yet sorrowful voice spread around, and the surrounding villagers gradually gathered to listen quietly to An Yan playing the tune.
The ninja world was constantly at war, leaving people spiritually empty. As soon as An Yan finished playing this piece, he was greeted with enthusiastic cheers from the villagers. The vendor who had sold him the flute even returned the money and respectfully inquired about An Yan's name and the title of the piece.
An Yan thought for a moment and felt there was no need to hide it. Besides, he still had a reputation system to make a name for himself, so he said directly, "I am An Yan, and this piece of music is called 'Thoughts Across Time'."
An Yan glanced at the system panel and saw the system notifications of reputation points increasing by one appearing all over the screen. It seemed that he could do some volunteer performances every now and then.
The surrounding villagers started discussing it.
"An Yan, a name I've never heard of."
"A longing that transcends time and space, it sounds like such a sad melody."
The crowd began to murmur amongst themselves. Seeing that things were not going well, Tsunade grabbed An Yan and quickly squeezed out of the crowd, disappearing from everyone's sight.
Chapter 44 Agreement
Tsunade pulled An Yan along as they ran until they finally reached a deserted street.
She looked at An Yan with curiosity: "An Yan, you know so many things! Do you have any other special skills that I don't know about?"
"I have a special talent," An Yan wanted to say cheekily, but he didn't. He couldn't be sarcastic in front of the girl he liked.
An Yan simply shrugged and said helplessly, "You know I like reading. I've accumulated a bunch of random and useless knowledge, and I might need to use it sometime. If you ask me to list them, I really can't."
Tsunade smiled and nodded, but for some reason, An Yan felt that her smile was a little dangerous.
The next moment, she pressed An Yan against the wall and placed one leg directly on An Yan's shoulder in a split.
"Then can you tell me, who exactly are you longing for in this time-traveling longing? Don't tell me it's your parents. Although I don't understand music, I can tell that's not it."
An Yan felt himself sweating profusely. If he answered even slightly wrong today, he might immediately receive a powerful kick.
In a flash, after a thousand thoughts, An Yan gently smiled and patted Tsunade's head.
"This is a very long story. Would you like to listen to me tell it slowly?"
Tsunade sensed that things weren't quite as she had imagined, and her face flushed slightly. She took a step back and withdrew her foot.
An Yan's back was slightly sweaty, but he still appeared calm and composed.
The two strolled along and eventually arrived at the Hokage Rock.
An Yan and Tsunade sat together on top of the giant stone statue of the First Hokage, looking at the twinkling lights of Konoha.
Tsunade listened quietly as An Yan recounted the story from another world.
"Long, long ago, during the Warring States period, there was a priestess named Kikyo. She was born with great power and also bore a special mission..."
"...Finally, Inuyasha held Kikyo in his arms, his eyes brimming with tears, and said, 'It's a pity I couldn't do anything for you.' Kikyo replied, 'It's enough that you came to my side.' Finally, Kikyo turned into a shower of light and disappeared into Inuyasha's embrace..."
Tsunade also burst into tears, holding An Yan and sobbing sadly, her tears soaking An Yan's chest.
"This story is so touching, An Yan, you must write it down or draw it. I really want to know what Kikyo, who has such a good personality, looks like."
An Yan helped Tsunade up, wiped away her tears, and said gently, "I promise you, Tsunade, I will draw this story well and publish it in the future so that everyone can know the story of Kikyo and Inuyasha."
"Mmm." Tsunade's eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was trembling with tears.
Time passed, and the two sat on the Hokage Rock, watching the village lights gradually go out, but neither wanted to leave.
It wasn't until the entire village was plunged into darkness and it was getting too late that Tsunade reluctantly said she wanted to go home.
An Yan led Tsunade back to the Senju clan's territory in the dark.
Tsunade sneaked into the courtyard, tiptoeing towards her room, but was suddenly blocked by a figure.
It's Mito Uzumaki.
"Mizu, Mito-sama."
Tsunade was startled and stammered. She stood there trembling, looking pitiful.
Mito Uzumaki smiled and patted Tsunade's head. With her Kagura Mind's Eye perception, she already knew why Tsunade had come home so late. Everyone had been young once, so Mito didn't blame Tsunade.
She looked at Tsunade and said gently:
"Tsunade, don't come back so late next time."
Tsunade breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and nodded quickly. "I admit my mistake, whether I change it or not is another matter."
Watching Tsunade quickly slip into the house, Mito Uzumaki quietly sighed: "It's so good to be young."
No one knows what the two young people said that made Tsunade cry so much. But since Tsunade didn't say anything, Mito Uzumaki pretended not to know—that's the wisdom of the elderly.
Tsunade entered the bedroom and, while washing up, thought about what she had done that day. The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became. As the princess of the Senju family, her behavior today seemed a little unladylike. However, judging from An Yan's expression, he didn't seem to dislike her. As she thought about it, the girl blushed.
Meanwhile, An Yan returned home, and after washing up in ten minutes, he went straight to bed.
Upon opening the system screen, it was filled with numerous system notifications, with messages about reputation points increasing by one appearing on the screen.
An Yan glanced at it and realized that just by standing there and playing a tune, he had gained more than 300 reputation points, which was almost equivalent to a month's worth of reputation.
As expected, a reputation system should be matched with big stars, not a vanished ninja like him.
With the reputation I've accumulated, I can do another 10-pull today.
Use reputation directly to make a wish.
Shooting stars streaked across the sky, and after the cutscene ended, An Yan drew what he wanted.
Fire Amulet - Stick
Golden Amulet - Golden Bell
Water Amulet - Water Drop Pendant
With these three amulets drawn, there's practically nothing good left in the Jackie Chan Simulator's up pool. A total of five amulets have been drawn.
The remaining prayer rewards are some basic attribute rewards, such as +1 to Spirit or +1 to Constitution.
If An Yan had just arrived in this world penniless and had nothing, he might have been happy for a moment. But now that he's been here for so long, he already knows how effective a basic attribute point is, so he's not that happy.
Since the featured pool is empty, An Yan decided to start accumulating a large amount of reputation points now, and when the system's next featured pool appears, he would go all out and drain the system's featured pool dry.
Speaking of the three amulets we obtained this time, each amulet has its own domain space with its own attributes, not to mention that each of the three amulets has its own wonderful uses.
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