Uchiha's Taijutsu Supreme

Setsuna straightened his attire and slowly retreated from the stage. Several medical ninjas quickly approached to treat his injuries.

Fuma let out a long breath of relief. The combination of Tsunade and the clan leader was truly troublesome. Both had killing power and resilience, making them the hardest type of ninja to deal with.

But now, everything was manageable. Facing Tsunade alone, Fuma had full confidence in defeating her.

Checking his body, feeling the chakra that had already been half consumed, and the multiple fractures and bruises, Fuma grinned. This was the kind of battle that brought progress. His experience bar had increased significantly, a rare occurrence.

In the distance, Tsunade bit her teeth, knowing in her heart that Setsuna's retreat had almost sealed the outcome of this match.

Feeling the diminishing power of the Mangekyo within her, Tsunade hesitated no more. If she returned to her normal state, she might as well surrender directly.

Stomping heavily on the ground, she once again charged at Fuma with great speed. Even if she lost, she would maintain her dignity in front of this man!

Fuma put away his Blood Thunder Armor and faced Tsunade. For a moment, they were evenly matched, attacking and defending in turn.

After exchanging punches, both stepped back a few paces. Tsunade angrily questioned, "You bastard, where's that stolen 'Thunder Armor Technique' from the Cloud ninjas? Why aren't you using it now?"

At this moment, Fuma felt greatly relaxed and a bit embarrassed.

After all, in the initial clash, he couldn't contain his excitement and almost split Tsunade in half on the spot, prematurely playing out a scene that should have happened twenty years later.

But Tsunade was indeed the queen of medical ninjutsu, able to reattach herself after being cut in half by Madara Uchiha, comparable to Kakuzu.

Fuma's mind wandered, contemplating how to handle Tsunade alone.

He really liked Tsunade. This woman had a perfect figure, strong abilities, was from a prestigious clan, and shared a deep bond with him since childhood.

Most importantly, she had a strong physique, likely capable of withstanding his power. This was Fuma's only standard for choosing a mate in the ninja world.

Fuma put on a cheerful face, clutching his chest and speaking with a hint of pain, "Isn't it because your monstrous strength punched me too hard? Doesn't it make you feel bad to hit me so hard?"

Tsunade was furious. This scoundrel was purely playing the victim first, stealing the lines she was embarrassed to say!

"Enough talking, you heartless bastard, die!"

A barrage of punches and kicks came like a storm. Fuma skillfully used various footwork techniques, dodging without counterattacking, like a small boat swaying in the wind.

Tsunade's strength was sufficient, but her combat techniques were quite ordinary. She fought purely relying on her exceptional physique and chakra. Her understanding of taijutsu principles and fighting skills was far inferior to even White Fang.

The more Tsunade fought, the angrier she became. Her strength gradually increased, but she couldn't touch Fuma. The whistling sound of her strikes highlighted her growing frustration.

Fuma's lips curled into a smile, seemingly enjoying this moment.

Many Jonin watched this scene, hearing the explosive sounds of the attacks. They were collectively speechless. Indeed, when your romantic interest is strong, even flirting requires considerable strength.

Fuma focused his gaze seriously and said to Tsunade, "I'll come to see you in a few days. There are many aspects of your taijutsu that need improvement."

"My bone-setting techniques have also made new progress. I'll check you over and then write it in your medical book."

Tsunade was infuriated. What kind of steel-hearted man is this? Who wants to hear about improving taijutsu techniques?

Seeing her adorable angry expression, Fuma was momentarily stunned. He stared at Tsunade and slowly said, "I recently learned a few new dishes with ingredients you've loved since childhood. You should enjoy them. Come to my house for dinner tonight."

Tsunade was dumbfounded by this sudden turn. Was this the man she liked? Saying whatever came to mind, fitting his combat style perfectly.

Tsunade waved her hand and glared at Fuma, "Forget about dinner. You said my taijutsu skills are poor. I want to see how good you really are!"

Fuma stepped lightly, dodging Tsunade's punches with ease.

Without any unnecessary movements, Fuma's shoulder shifts, spine exertions, joint flexibility, and perfectly timed forward and backward steps showcased his astonishing basic skills and taijutsu mastery.

What shocked everyone most was that under Fuma's guidance, Tsunade's punches became increasingly fluid, and her footwork went from chaotic to structured, like a taijutsu instructor teaching children at the academy.

Many Jonin watched this scene, raising their evaluation of Fuma's teaching abilities significantly. They wondered how to invite him to teach their clan members about the essentials of taijutsu.

Seeing Tsunade getting into the rhythm but her face growing more embarrassed, Fuma knew he needed to conclude this with dignity.

Another punch aimed at Fuma's ribs. Fuma lightly dodged and flicked a pressure point on Tsunade's arm.

Taking advantage of her momentary loss of strength, he grabbed Tsunade's hand, twisted it behind her back, and performed a hold, one hand clasping her neck and the other gripping her nape.

The "Uchiha Choke" was complete.

Fuma slightly exerted force, lifting Tsunade into the air, holding her neck.

In mid-air, with no leverage, this chokehold was unbeatable unless there was a significant strength difference or the opponent wasn't human.

Tsunade's breathing became increasingly labored, her elbow strikes to Fuma's abdomen growing weaker.

Fuma maintained the chokehold, inhaling Tsunade's faint scent of sweat and the fragrance akin to orchids in a secluded valley. He softly said, "If I survive the upcoming war, please go out with me."

Having lived two lives, Fuma, despite having killed countless people and possessing a system, remained cautious.

Even now, the Raikage's Hell Stab, Onoki's Dust Release, and bizarre sealing techniques posed risks of fatality.

He maintained a respectful fear of the ninja world.

However, faced with Tsunade's intense emotions, he chose not to evade. More responsibilities brought more motivation, giving the drifting soul in this foreign world a sense of belonging.

After hearing Fuma's simple confession, Tsunade glared at his arm that no longer exerted force, bit down hard, leaving a row of teeth marks, and broke free.

She then kicked Fuma hard, "You bastard, finally said something decent." Blushing, Tsunade ran away!

Fuma stood helplessly in place. Believe it or not, this was his first time falling in love in two lifetimes.

Minato, still in shock, clicked his tongue, glancing at Kushina. He thought to himself, 'In this aspect, Fuma-sensei seems not as good as me.'

What he didn't know was that Fuma had frequently created opportunities for his little puppy romance.

Making him face 'Iron Puppet' to protect Kushina, generously giving him plenty money to take Kushina out for food and drinks, otherwise, how would things have gone so smoothly?

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