Ibuki knew she was a bit pissed off from what's going on. She was being slapped in the most demeaning manner, have her face smelling like feet, and still have her determination intact, but slightly, despite the humiliation she is suffering from her rival.

"You know Ibuki, you're starting to get on my nerves. If you are asking for it, then... allow me to take your breath away!" Makoto said as she used her agility and quickness to position herself behind Ibuki's head and lock her neck using her right leg while putting her left foot on her nose. Ibuki could not let go from the surprise lock against her, and she was slowly losing her breath.

"Now, this will make sure you'll get a very good sniff of my feet, Ibuki" Makoto said. She used her free hand to reach to one of Ibuki's legs, then sampled the ninja's foot odor by getting a sniff.

"Whew! You're certainly a stinky footed ninja, alright. But I wonder if mine's stronger than yours?" Makoto teased. Ibuki is surely humiliated now.

"Nice going Makoto! Show her what your feet are made of!" said the same Makoto supporter.

Ibuki was failing her own senses, then...