Naruto Shippuden Jiraiya Vs Pain นิยาย & เรื่องราว

If he did not keep moving quickly, Junayd knew he was doomed. Pungent's curved sword whizzed toward his opponent's neck, but Junayd was light on his feet. He leaned back as the blade nearly nicked his chin, then quickly went for his own strike. A piece of the pirates sleeve sliced open, and now both of Pungent's arms were bleeding profusely. The pirate seemed amused. "I don't feel any pain there either," he announced. "Noted. Please tell me where you do feel pain so that I can strike there next," Junayd answered amicably. The two men circled each other for a moment.

Adrian knew he needed to be careful. Pain, on the other hand, condensed divine consciousness into a cone, focusing on damaging the opponent’s consciousness through a single point. This made it effective at disrupting Ciaran’s spellcasting. In life-or-death situations, even a brief lapse could be fatal, highlighting the importance of Pain in combat. Ciaran’s reaction confirmed Adrian’s strategy was working. Enraged, Ciaran glared at Adrian but, realizing he couldn’t win, chose to flee. Adrian was determined not to let him escape so easily and chased after him. The two engaged in a prolonged struggle that continued until they reached the edge of the swamp.

The impact was brutal, and pain flared through my body as I hit the ground. We struggled to our feet, determined to keep fighting, but Niran stood tall, his power seemingly boundless. “You are strong,” he taunted, his eyes gleaming with madness. “But you lack the conviction to embrace true power. I will show you what it means to be truly strong.” With a howl that shook the very foundations of the forest, Niran channeled all his dark energy into one final attack. The air crackled with malevolence, and the ground quivered beneath us.

He was unable to understand what he was seeing. A lanky, young disciple in black from the Purple Spirit Sect sneered and said, "I've said that there wouldn't be a miracle. Don't pin any hope on an ordinary..." Before he could finish his words, Jin couldn't help but swing a punch at him. Then he roared, "Are you f*cking a human..." The lanky, young disciple in black slowly raised his hand to fend off Jin's blow. There was a great disparity in their strength.

Like a spear of absolute power and authority – like one akin to Gungnir itself – Mane’s 7th punch almost broke the serpent into two halves, smashing it several kilometers away. *HISS* Naturally, the recipient of the blow was in much discomfort. Not only had its skill been so easily evaded, the pain from its side was like an itch it just couldn’t reach. Although Mane was much smaller than the beast, his punch had pierced through it like a mighty javelin. And it could feel its internal structures screaming in agony.

He is most ranked for the numerous noble heads he's killed. Two more armoured wolves stormed in behind him. Akira tried to fight. She punched. Kicked. Bit. But she was no match. One seized her wrist. Another backhanded her and Pain burst through her cheek before she finally hit the ground, knees scraping against gravel. “Let me go!” she screamed struggling to breathe. The next second one of the men took out his whip giving Akira a taste of it. White-hot pain seared across her back and she gasped, choking on dust, face pressed to the ground..

It took all he had in him not to scream from the pain of those silver bullets. He couldn't back down now. He couldn't be weak when his people needed him the most. He closed his eyes and took some deep breaths, willing the pain to null and his body to continue to fight. After only a second, he regained his strength. Pain was all in the mind. If he could control his mind, then he could control the pain. "Shiro!" a car screeched to a halt right in front of him. He would have been on guard if he didn't recognize that voice. That low voice could only belong to Jett. It alone gave him more energy to keep going.

Anna shouted, with her teary eyes. "That blow ... it's even stronger than the Demon's blow we fought before ..." Jin thought, while coughing blood. "What does it feel, to fall on the ground because of a blow?" Felix said while looking at Jin contemptuosly. Paysu and his comrades also noticed what happened, they wanted to help Jin but they couldn't get the chance, the eight Grandboss also possess extraordinary strength.

Ira and I both howled in pain. "Ah," What's happening,"? I shakily inquired as the pain for too much to near. Ira whimpered, and was shaking her head, running around in a circle due to the immense pain. “Wh-what's happening,”? I asked in her head, but she only whimpered. “Ira, what's happening,”? I cried desperately as another wave of pain washed over. I felt an immense energy surging into me. The energy was subsiding the pain, but it was pain was unbearable.

"Bloody Huaxia man, are you sick of living?" Yagyuu Hirai yelled and slapped heavily on the back of Qin Haodong's head. He was trying to save Sato Junichi by attacking Qin Haodong; however, Qin Haodong ignored it and grabbed Sato Junichi's intact hand, and then he snapped it into two. "You bastard!" Yagyuu Hirai roared and his slap grew fiercer. The guy's strike was overwhelming. He must've reached the Covert Power realm. But before his palm could touch Qin Haodong's nape, a fair hand reached out from nowhere, and easily blocked the warrior's strike.