This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Chapter 327 Hand-to-hand combat

"In the first additional match, Konoha's Genma Shiranui will face Konoha's Ebisu."

The Jonin, who was serving as the referee for this match, stood between the two, raised his right hand, and then swung it down sharply:

"start!"

At the referee's whistle, the entire Konoha Dome erupted in deafening cheers.

Neither Genma nor Ebisu took immediate action on the arena.

The two were wearing matching green bodysuits and looked at each other from a distance of ten meters.

Normally, they might tease each other or even strike a cool pose. But right now, they were struggling even to stand up straight.

"Huff... huff..."

Genma's forehead was covered in a fine layer of cold sweat. He could clearly feel the muscles in his legs trembling uncontrollably. With each breath, his lungs felt as if they were being scraped by a razor blade.

The backlash from the third gate of life in the Eight Gates Formation, coupled with the high intensity of the outer lotus, had already pushed their bodies to their limits.

If it weren't for Hong administering the medical medication at the crucial moment, they wouldn't even be qualified to stand here now.

"Ebisu..."

Genma gave a wry smile, but his eyes became unusually sharp.

"It seems that in our current half-dead state, we won't be able to put on any spectacular ninjutsu show for the audience."

Ebisu didn't speak. He simply took off his small, round sunglasses, which were already covered in cracks, revealing his eyes, which were usually squinted but were now filled with fighting spirit.

He carefully placed his sunglasses into his ninja tool pouch, then took a deep breath and slowly assumed a taijutsu starting stance.

"Ninjutsu requires chakra, and our current chakra level isn't even enough to unleash the most basic substitution jutsu."

Ebisu's voice was hoarse: "Genma, since we're standing here wearing these clothes, let's settle this with what Uncle Dai taught us!"

"Just what I wanted!"

Genma shouted and pushed off with his feet, charging towards Ebisu.

There were no fancy hand seals, no dazzling escape techniques.

Only the purest, most primal hand-to-hand combat.

"Bang!"

Their fists collided violently in mid-air, producing a dull thud of flesh hitting flesh.

"hiss--!"

The recoil made both of them gasp, and their already scarred arms throbbed with excruciating pain.

But no one took a step back, not even flinching.

"Again!"

Ebisu gritted his teeth, and with a sudden burst of power from his left leg, he swept his leg straight at Genma's lower body.

Genma reacted extremely quickly. Despite his heavy body, he managed to dodge the attack with a backflip, and in mid-air, he twisted his waist and kicked Ebisu in the shoulder.

"Leaf Whirlwind!"

"Bang!"

Ebisu crossed his arms to protect his chest, managing to block the kick, but the force of the blow sent him staggering backward, leaving two long tracks on the ring.

"Cough cough..."

Ebisu coughed up a mouthful of bloody saliva, only to find that he had lost all feeling in his arms.

"Is this...is this how they fight?"

The audience, who had been expecting a clash of ninjutsu, fell silent.

Looking at the two green figures on the stage, whose movements were slow and even somewhat clumsy, yet who were giving their all with every punch and kick, a sense of respect inexplicably arose in their hearts.

This was not a close contest at all, but a brutal tug-of-war to see who had the stronger willpower and who could endure more pain.

In the VIP section.

Onoki watched the broadcast on the screen and swallowed the words of complaint he wanted to say. That's just how ninjas are; they have to do everything in their power to complete their missions, even if it means squeezing out every last bit of strength from their bodies.

……

On the arena, the battle has entered its most brutal phase.

Both of them were on the verge of exhaustion, their movements were getting slower and slower, and even a simple punch was becoming extremely difficult.

"Bang!"

Genma punched Ebisu in the cheek, and Ebisu retaliated with an elbow strike to Genma's chest.

Both men groaned simultaneously, each taking a few steps back, panting heavily, sweat mixed with blood dripping down their faces onto the ring.

"Huff...huff...Ebisu, you usually look so weak and frail, but I didn't expect you to be so tough." Genma wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a wry smile.

"You're not bad either, Genma. Normally, I'd be collapsed by now." Ebisu's legs trembled, but he still stared intently at his opponent. "But I don't want to lose! I want to prove that I can also become a ninja like Uncle Dai, burning my youth to protect my comrades!"

"Come on then! This is the final blow!"

Genma roared, concentrating all the remaining strength, even life force, in his right fist.

"Aaaaaahh ...

Ebisu also let out a heart-wrenching roar, meeting Genma's fist head-on with his strongest punch.

There was no dodging, no defense.

The two had only eyes for each other and for each other’s unwavering belief in victory.

"Bang!!!"

Two fists landed squarely on the other's cheeks, without any fancy moves.

The immense force caused both of their heads to snap back simultaneously, instantly throwing them off balance.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The entire audience held their breath, staring intently at the two men on the ring.

"thump!"

"thump!"

Two muffled thuds of people falling to the ground rang out almost simultaneously.

Genma Shiranui and Ebisu, two Konoha genin who had narrowly escaped death at the hands of Gingetsu, collapsed onto the cold arena after exhausting their last bit of strength, completely losing consciousness.

The entire Konoha Dome fell silent.

"this……"

The referee paused for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and checked the pulse and pupil response of both men.

Then he stood up, raised his right hand high, and announced in a loud voice:

"Konoha's Genma Shiranui and Ebisu Konoha have both lost their ability to fight!"

"A draw in this playoff match!"

"boom--!!!"

After a brief silence, thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience.

Although no winner was decided, this hard-fought, intense battle that burned until the very last moment still captivated the audience.

"Well done! You're all great!"

"This is the youth of Konoha!"

……

Medical staff quickly arrived and carried the two unconscious individuals onto stretchers, taking them to the backstage medical room.

Nishikawa Tetsu stood on the high platform, watching the two people being carried off, and shook his head helplessly.

"Do these two idiots really think they're made of iron?"

He sighed, and although he complained, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

Nishikawa Tetsu turned his head and looked at Namikaze Minato, who was standing to the side.

"Minato, if it's a tie, how will the qualification spots be decided?"

Minato smiled slightly, his azure eyes gleaming with wisdom.

"This additional match will test not only the outcome of the game, but also the will of the ninjas."

The fighting skills and indomitable spirit they displayed fully qualify them as Chunin.

"I will suggest to the Hokage that we make an exception and give each of them half a spot... cough, I mean, we can arrange a special test after they recover from their injuries to determine the final spots."

"Now, let's prepare for the next match."

Minato picked up the microphone, and his voice echoed throughout the arena:

"Second additional match: Konoha's Sarutobi Asuma versus Kumogakure's Hii."

"Please welcome our two contestants to the stage!"