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Tsunade sent the giant salamander flying with a single punch, leaving all the Shinobi present in awe.
The Suna and Ame Shinobi instinctively moved away from her, afraid of being hit.
That punch could send a massive summon flying; if it landed on them, they’d be dead.
“Kushina, Mikoto, come help me deal with this salamander. And listen to my instructions.”
Tsunade said to the girls.
The salamander was poisonous; only Tsunade could handle it. She had already developed an antidote.
She gave Kushina and Mikoto the antidote, and the three of them faced the salamander.
The salamander wasn’t quite Kage-level, but its massive size gave it destructive power comparable to a Tailed Beast. Of course, this was just an analogy; it was still weaker than a Tailed Beast.
“Hanzō, shouldn’t you be with Orochimaru?”
Shin frowned at Hanzō.
“I want to see for myself what this kid who defeated the Third Kazekage is capable of.”
Hanzō looked at Shin, but there wasn’t much caution in his eyes.
Hanzō was a cautious man, but he couldn’t help but underestimate Shin.
He knew Shin was barely eleven years old. Even the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, wouldn’t have been that strong at that age.
He compared Shin to an ordinary ten-year-old, assuming that even as a genius, Shin couldn’t be that powerful. Geniuses were limited by their age.
As for the Third Kazekage and the Suna Shinobi being defeated by Shin? They were just weak.
He didn’t know that Shin wasn’t bound by the limitations of ordinary Shinobi. He had cheats, and he had also trained diligently.
His current strength was half due to the System and half due to his own efforts.
Hanzō’s underestimation would cost him. But even if he didn’t underestimate Shin, he wouldn’t stand a chance.
Hanzō’s greatest strength was his poison. But Shin had the Perfect Sage Body. It was doubtful if the poison would even affect him.
“Kenjutsu: Iai Slash!”
“Too slow.” Shin used the Body Flicker Jutsu to dodge.
“Is that really Kenjutsu?”
Shin questioned Hanzō’s swordsmanship.
Using a sickle wrapped in chains as a weapon and calling it Kenjutsu? Shin was speechless.
“Are you mocking me? You’re fast, but I wasn’t serious.”
Hanzō formed a single hand seal and appeared behind Shin in a flash, his sickle slashing downwards.
His Body Flicker Jutsu was fast. In the original story, he had been able to dodge Nagato’s Chakra Rod attacks.
Poof!
The Shin that Hanzo struck turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated. Hanzo instantly knew that he had struck a Shadow Clone.
A strong sense of danger came from behind him, like a needle prick. Hanzō twisted his body and blocked Shin’s sword with his sickle.
He was sent flying, crashing to the ground.
“Quick reflexes.” Shin sheathed his Kusanagi sword. He had appeared behind Hanzō and attacked with incredible speed.
But even so, Hanzō had reacted. It must have been instinct.
After countless life-or-death battles, Shinobi develop an instinct for danger. They can sense it before it happens. It’s a sixth sense honed through experience.
“No wonder the Third Kazekage warned me about you. I underestimated you.”
Hanzō got up, brushing off the minor injuries. But his hand, gripping the sickle, trembled slightly.
Shin’s strength was monstrous. A single blow had sent him flying. His arm was numb.
“That sickle of yours is made of special material, isn’t it?”
Shin asked.
To withstand the Kusanagi sword, it couldn’t be made of ordinary steel.
Hanzō looked at his weapon, noticing the deep gash. His expression turned grim.
It was made from the hardest metal in the Shinobi world, forged by a master craftsman from the Land of Artisans. And yet, it had been damaged.
“Hanzō, you’re no match for me.”
Shin’s sword flashed, a blur of motion too fast for Hanzō to track.
Hanzō could only defend by instinct.
But instinct wasn’t enough. Soon, his body was covered in cuts.
Blood mixed with the rain, staining the ground. Hanzō panted, his right arm hanging limp.
Shin’s swordsmanship wasn’t just fast; it was also incredibly powerful. Hanzō felt like his bones were shattered.
“That’s all you’ve got? And you call yourself ‘Kami’?”
Shin scoffed.
“You’re not worthy of the title.”
Hanzō glared at Shin, feeling insulted. He valued his reputation.
With his strength at the Kage level and his powerful summon, he could face any opponent below Kage level.
“Brat, you’re not qualified to judge me.”
“Secret Technique: Poisonous Body!”
Hanzō removed his breathing mask and released poisonous gas with each breath. The gas was so potent that the plants on the ground withered instantly.
“What a straightforward name for a Jutsu,” Shin couldn’t help but comment.
It was accurate, but compared to Minato Namikaze’s creative naming sense, it lacked flair.
Shin didn’t want to touch the poison, even though he suspected he was immune to it.
“Wind Style: Great Breakthrough!”
He blew the poisonous gas away. Thankfully, there were no other Shinobi nearby. They had all instinctively moved away.
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