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Sweating profusely, Tenten panted heavily as her chest rose and fell with exhaustion.
The dozen training dummies lined up before her were riddled with kunai, shuriken, and various ninja tools—some pierced clean through, others deeply embedded in vital points.
"Is that all you've got?"
Tsunade's brow furrowed slightly, clearly dissatisfied with Tenten's current performance.
She had assumed that with such a monstrous genius like Tian Yu as her older brother, Tenten would also display some terrifying potential…
But,
Tenten's current level—
Wasn't bad.
At least, she consistently ranked among the top students at the Ninja Academy.
However, compared to Tian Yu...
There was still a significant gap.
"Hmph!"
Tenten snorted in frustration when she saw Tsunade's frown.
She was now Tsunade's personal disciple.
Even if she was angry, she couldn't openly defy her teacher—Tenten understood this well.
Tsunade had brought her here to this No. 1 training field and launched straight into combat training…
Two hours had passed.
Tsunade hadn't let up for even a moment, constantly pushing Tenten's limits!
The intensity of the trial—two hours of relentless exertion—
If Tenten had managed all of that without making a single mistake, she would already be ranked among the top chunin in Konoha. Yet Tsunade… still wasn't satisfied?!
Tenten was beginning to feel the pressure of having a legendary Sannin as a teacher.
"Out of the way!"
"I want to use this training ground!"
A brash, arrogant voice called out in the distance. A boy a few years older than Tenten—clad in high-end battle gear—approached with the swagger of superiority.
Tenten's eyes narrowed the moment she saw him.
All frustration with Tsunade vanished—replaced by a deeper, more familiar annoyance.
"Shimura Ryoma…"
A young heir of the Shimura clan. Tenten recognized him at once.
He came here often. Each time, he acted like the training field belonged to his family.
"Sensei, let's go," Tenten said quietly, trying to avoid unnecessary conflict.
"Go? Go where?"
Tsunade scoffed. "Your training isn't finished. Don't think about slacking off. If you truly want to keep up with your brother Tian Yu's footsteps, then continue—now!"
Tenten took a slow breath to calm herself, then explained.
"Sensei, it's not that I want to slack… That boy is from the Shimura clan. Every time he comes, he claims this whole area. If we don't leave, they'll pick a fight."
"Hah."
Tsunade let out a disdainful laugh.
"Claiming a public training ground?"
"Is the Hidden Leaf Village owned by the Shimura family now?"
"Keep training. I'd like to see them try."
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Chapter 92: Smash the Training Ground with One Punch
Tsunade's tone was laced with fury.
Even though Tenten felt uneasy, Tsunade's orders couldn't be disobeyed.
So, gritting her teeth, she resumed training under Tsunade's demanding instructions.
"Huh?"
"Why haven't they left yet?!"
"Don't they know that this training ground is reserved for me?!"
The arrogant boy—Shimura Ryoma—was clearly offended. He turned to his subordinates and barked, "Go teach them a lesson!"
Though Ryoma looked young, perhaps barely out of the Academy, his manner was excessively domineering.
But his guards remained still.
Although Tsunade had left the village for over a decade, her name had never been forgotten.
One of the Shimura guards stepped forward nervously, whispering to the boy:
"Young Master… forgive me, but we can't do that. We're no match for her."
"What?"
"That's Lady Tsunade—the granddaughter of the First Hokage, Princess of the Senju Clan, and former disciple of the Third Hokage."
Ryoma's expression darkened, his arrogance deflating in an instant.
He opened his mouth to retort, to defend his pride as heir of the Shimura clan…
But he couldn't.
Tsunade Hime…
That was a name even the Shimura elders treated with caution.
"Whatever…"
He eventually muttered gloomily,
"It's not like they're taking up that much space. Let them be."
"Yes, Young Master!"
Though reluctant, the Shimura group continued their own training.
However, even as they tried to ignore it, the shared space was growing tense.
Targets, weapons, dummies, and obstacle posts filled most of the field.
"Target Dummies No. 1 and No. 3—add them to the sequence!"
Tsunade barked at Tenten.
Tenten hesitated. "But Tsunade-sensei—"
"Do it!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
Their training zone expanded.
It now overlapped with the area used by the Shimura team—but Tsunade didn't care, and none of them dared protest.
Ryoma muttered to himself, "It's fine… There's still space… I won't stoop to her level."
But moments later—
"Target Dummies No. 4 and No. 6, also included!"
Tsunade's voice rang out again.
The air was filled with sharp whooshes—kunai whistling through the training ground, shuriken ricocheting off wooden dummies.
A flash of steel zipped right past Ryoma's face—Tenten's kunai.
It missed him by mere inches.
Ryoma froze, sweat trailing down his forehead.
That was too close.
His face twisted with rage.
"Hey! Are you blind?! Don't you see people are training here too?!"
Tsunade Hime or not—his pride had limits.
If he hadn't dodged, he could've lost an eye—or worse.
Tenten paused, caught mid-throw, her eyes flashing with guilt.
She had been under pressure from Tsunade, trained for hours on end, and now this…
If possible, she really didn't want trouble.
But—
"Tenten, who told you to stop?!"
"That's a failed attempt!"
"With this weak mindset, you'll never catch up to your brother Tian Yu!"
Tsunade snapped, voice cold and unrelenting.
Tenten clenched her fists, saying nothing.
Fine, fine, say what you want.
Even if you say I can't compete with the kids at the Academy, I won't argue.
The truth was—Tenten had been trying to hold back. She didn't want the Shimura clan to target her.
Everyone knew the Shimura clan still held influence, even after Danzo's fall.
She didn't want to be caught in their web.
Tsunade, having reprimanded her, now turned to face Ryoma directly.
"What's wrong, brat? You got something to say?"
Tsunade's expression radiated power and disdain. Even after all this time away from Konoha, her presence hadn't diminished in the slightest.
"Uh… umm…"
Ryoma shrank back.
His guards didn't dare move.
Finally, Ryoma muttered with as much composure as he could gather:
"We're training too… You shouldn't throw kunai that far—it's dangerous!"
"This is Konoha's public training ground," Tsunade shot back. "I'll train however I damn well please."
At that moment, Tsunade was like a queen in armor—utterly unstoppable.
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