Chiba's Various Techniques

Chapter 40: Chiba's Various Techniques

Glancing at Shizuka and the other two, Chiba's expression changed, and he turned his head to look down. Even though the sea of sand wasn't causing any waves at the moment, Chiba could still sense something.

There was an incredibly strong spiritual power in his mind that could detect even the slightest movements.

"Are you coming?"

Chiba squinted his eyes and muttered to himself. And then, in the next moment...

The sea of sand suddenly churned and condensed, forming a gigantic palm made of golden dust.

The palm had a diameter of tens of meters and rose from the sand sea.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by the violent sound of the wind, the golden dust palm shot upward.

"What is that? Such a huge palm!"

Fujiki noticed the palm beneath the mountain wall and couldn't help but exclaim. Asuma and Shizuka also turned their attention to it.

"Isn't it too big?"

"If it hits us, we'll be flattened like meatloaf..."

Asuma was somewhat okay, commenting on the size of the palm. But Jingmei bluntly stated that she would be flattened like a meat pie, which seriously affected the confidence of the other two.

"Wind Style - Pressure!"

Just then, Chiba made another move. He imitated the angle of pressure and unleashed a powerful Wind Style technique.

This technique had once been rated as having "destructive power comparable to a natural disaster," capable of creating a vortex storm and striking a large area.

Boom!

In an instant, an ultra-high-pressure storm swept out, resembling a storm cannon, and heavily bombarded the golden dust palm.

The golden dust palm disintegrated instantly, turning into scattered golden dust. But that's not all, the storm continued to spread, now taking on a peculiar yellowish hue.

It transformed into feces, emitting a nauseating smell.

"Is this Wind Style? Chiba can use Wind Style too?"

Fujiki's voice trembled with disbelief. If Chiba could use Earth Style, Fujiki could accept it. After all, the previous mound of feces could be attributed to Earth Style.

But Wind Style? What was going on?

"I guess you could call it 'Shit Escape,' right? Just look at the yellowish wind..."

Asuma whispered, afraid that Chiba might hear her.

"Shit Escape? Didn't Chiba just use Wind Style?"

Shizuka explained, trying to justify Chiba's abilities. Upon hearing the conversation among the three, Chiba temporarily ignored it. His gaze focused on the sea of sand.

"You're quite clever, hiding until now but I can still find you!" Chiba smiled.

He had discovered the flaw in his opponent's strategy.

While the sand sea had hit earlier, he thought the opponent was at a great distance. But with the appearance of the Sand Palm, Chiba had confirmed the opponent's position.

He also knew that Ros must possess the ability to swiftly traverse the sand sea.

But for Chiba, that was futile as he activated his imitation ability... Eyes Rolling!

In an instant, Chiba's eyes changed. His eyeballs no longer resembled those of a normal person; they had transformed into two spiral-shaped eyes.

The feces technique was so domineering that it turned his eyes from white to the shape of feces. And at that moment, Chiba's vision changed as well.

Everything appeared in a yellowish hue to him. He bent over and scanned his surroundings.

"Huh? Look, why did Chiba's eyes turn into two lumps of shit?"

"What? Really!"

"What are you guys talking about? It's obviously in the shape of ice cream, not shit!"

Shizuka began to argue against the other two.

Suddenly, Shizuka fell silent. She saw Chiba jump off a cliff. Fujiki and Asuma also witnessed Chiba leaping from the mountain wall.

"Got you!"

In Chiba's feces-shaped eyes, Rosa had nowhere to hide. The imitation ability was activated, Lightning Style - Raikiri!

At that moment, countless feces gushed out from Chiba's left hand, spewing wildly. It was like a watering can with a turbo engine.

Whoosh!

As Chiba landed on the sea of sand, his left hand violently stabbed into it.

Pooh!

"Ah!"

Bright red blood spurted out, accompanied by Rosa's piercing screams.

"It's impossible! You can't find me!"

Rosa shouted at the top of his lungs as the golden sand shook and took on his form. His shoulder was pierced, leaving behind a large, foul-smelling piece of feces. Mixed with the feces was the flow of his own blood.

"Under my gaze, you have nowhere to hide."

Chiba spoke calmly, his eyes fixed on the other party.

Eyes?

Rosa met Chiba's gaze. And then, he was dumbfounded.

Are eyes shaped like shit? What the hell was going on?

"Alright, you've been bouncing around for long enough. It's time to send you on your way."

Chiba grew impatient and prepared to send Rosa on his final journey.