The next moment, Jiraiya quickly formed seals with his hands.
The art of messing up the lion's hair!
Jiraiya's white hair grew longer rapidly, and was coiling towards Derek like a surging tide.
Fuchuan's mouth corners slightly raised.
He clenched his left hand into a fist and swung it fiercely at the orange toad that was holding his long sword.
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