Orochimaru's Allah's Lamp

A rock is as immovable as a mountain, no matter how Jiraiya instills the magic chakra to control it, it cannot be shaken.

Not only that, the muddy water in the swamp rose up, like vine tentacles dancing crazily. It actually turned against the guests and forced Jiraiya out of the Yellow Spring Marsh.

"Tsk...it doesn't look like that."

'Yakushi Kabuto' Jie Jie smiled strangely, rose up from the swamp, and came to the foothold in the center. He looked at Jiraiya who jumped to the treetop and mocked, "You are really fighting with Orochimaru.

Are you comparable to the 'Konoha Sannin', sir?"

In fact, Jiraiya only lost in this move because Orochimaru was very familiar with his fighting habits, but he didn't know that 'Inorganic Reincarnation' could control all inanimate matter.

Whether it's soil, water, or a mixture of the two, they all fall within this range. Not only will "Yellow Spring Marsh" have no impact on Orochimaru, it will actually be a very favorable terrain advantage.

Jiraiya's eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't take the ridicule of 'Yakushi Kabuto' to heart. If the 'Konoha Sannin' really wanted to fire one of them, it would never be his turn.

It was even more common for the opponent to take advantage of him when he had insufficient information. How could he be afraid of Yakushi Kabuto taking this advantage? What he really needed to worry about was that the opponent was bent on escaping.

Both hands formed a seal, and a shadow clone appeared on each side. Jiraiya and the Sannin stood in a row, spitting wind and fire toad oil.

"Senpō Goemon?"

Orochimaru's face changed slightly as he recognized the ninjutsu released by Jiraiya. As his companion for many years, he knew the power of this move.

"Hey, hey, this doesn't look like you're going to be merciful."

He immediately stopped hesitating, inserted his hands into the swamp, and aroused the muddy water first, turning it into a stormy wave.

The wall of mud and water hit it before the magical fire could fully erupt, but even so, the high temperature of thousands of degrees still easily vaporized it and dried it into crystals.

The blazing flames gnawed away at the muddy and watery area inch by inch, pressing over like peeling off cocoons.

Orochimaru's expression did not change, and he penetrated more than a hundred meters deep into the ground with his mental power, and pulled out the metal deposit he had just sensed.

Pieces of black stone replaced the mud and water, forming a hard stone wall that stood between the water and the fire. The fire slowed down instantly.

Jiraiya was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the magic of Ryūchi Cave was so mysterious. Not only water and earth, but also iron and stone could be controlled.

In this case, wouldn't the opponent be equivalent to a blood successor ninja who controls sand iron?

But even the Magnetic Release Ninja was not taken seriously by Jiraiya, not to mention that this kind of competition now consumed him just as he wished.

Jiraiya could see that although Kabuto Yakushi was extremely talented and had mastered senjutsu at a young age, his young age meant that he would have a bright future, but it was also his disadvantage.

At least in terms of chakra, this guy is far from reaching the peak. Compared with ordinary shadow-level powerhouses, he is a bit reluctant.

"Let me test your limits."

Jiraiya's eyes narrowed, the chakra in his meridians flowed a little faster, and the fire instantly increased.

The ore Orochimaru pulled out from the ground with great effort was like a jelly bean. It was swallowed by the fire dragon and digested into molten iron in the blink of an eye.

Although such a confrontation was obviously disadvantageous, Orochimaru remained calm and unhurriedly threw the ore into the flames.

In the ore, the combustibles were ignited and vaporized, and the impurities and residues peeled off and fell to the ground. However, the molten iron in the air accumulated more and more, like a solid red wall, firmly blocking the flames from the outside.

Seeing the flames being pushed back, Jiraiya finally felt something was wrong.

Having experienced hundreds of battles and thousands of fights, he has never seen such a scene.

When he was hesitating whether to stop, the molten iron suddenly turned into arrows and shot from above the flames.

Jiraiya's pupils suddenly shrank, sensing the great danger, he immediately stopped his ninjutsu and jumped up.

Tsk tsk tsk...

The crimson arrow hit the tree trunk and vines, burning them into charcoal in just an instant. The molten iron solidified and released a large amount of heat energy, then continued to burn everything around it as hot pig iron.

Seeing the consequences of being hit by the red rocket arrow, Jiraiya looked solemn, but with his combat experience, he didn't think clearly about what happened. He only knew that he seemed to be used by the opponent again.

What a terrible future life... Jiraiya sighed in his heart.

In fact, if Jiraiya lost a move at the beginning because he had insufficient intelligence, then now it is due to insufficient culture.

But this is normal. Except for special countries like the Country of Craftsmen, there is also a ninja who would go out of his way to understand the knowledge of blast furnace metallurgy.

"What a pity. If the temperature of your flame were two to three thousand degrees higher and the metal was completely vaporized, I would be the one in trouble."

After the flames burned out, Orochimaru gathered the remaining molten iron into balls, and the black residue condensed into stone pillars, lifting Akahito up.

Looking at Jiraiya with a bad expression, Orochimaru smiled slightly, put his hands together, and fired out arrows from the ammunition depot accumulated with Jiraiya's help.

Ordinary water arrows are limited by their weight. Except for the second generation Mizukage Senju Tobirama, no one can exert their power, and they can only attack with huge amounts of water.

But this is not a problem at all when the mineral deposits turn into molten iron. Even with the help of high temperature, even Jiraiya in sage mode does not dare to get a trace of it. It is more powerful than any poison.

Facing the menacing red arrow, Jiraiya clapped his hands down, and a thick earth wall rose instantly.

The scorching high temperature hit the rock and soil, creating craters, but the remaining force was exhausted and it failed to break through the soil layer.

However, to be on the safe side, Jiraiya stepped back after raising the earth wall, because he remembered that the opponent's senjutsu also had the ability to control earth.

But seeing that the worst outcome he imagined did not happen, Jiraiya looked at the 'Yakushi Kabuto' next to the red sun and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that it is not that easy for the other party to maintain the molten metal, and they are distracted and unable to do anything.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The red arrows chased Jiraiya's figure, spreading fire and heat in the forest. Jiraiya was forced to feel a little embarrassed, but his heart calmed down.

With this high-temperature molten iron, he couldn't get close enough to use Rasengan to fight against the enemy, and his good fire escape would be a boost to the opponent.

Others such as the 'Lion Technique' and 'Water Release'... are even more incompatible.

It would be good to channel Gamabunta, but in this case, its safety cannot be guaranteed at all. After all, it is so big that it is almost a target.

"How could that guy Kabuto do this? It must be that bastard Orochimaru, he understands himself so well."

Jiraiya secretly resented that he had to find an explanation when Orochimaru came back.

However, there are many disadvantages at the moment, but time is on his side. As long as the molten iron condenses or the chakra is exhausted, he can start to make a comeback.