A single exchange.
The majestic Fourth Mizukage was effortlessly handled.
This dealt a massive shock to everyone present.
Wang Ming stood upon the water's surface, holding a sword in one hand and the Fourth Mizukage, Yagura Karatachi, in the other. He maintained such an ease and nonchalance amidst battle that neither Hashirama Senju nor Madara Uchiha had ever witnessed the likes of him in all their lives.
Setsuna Uchiha wore a plain white robe with a blue-black haori draped over it, fluttering in the wind, naturally exuding an invincible air of disdain for the heroes of the world. His cascade of silver-white hair hung loosely over his shoulders, giving off a free-spirited and casual impression. In his right hand, he held an iron sword; the blade was slender yet unadorned, its surface even encrusted with dark red rust.
His empty left hand grabbed loosely at the lower abdomen of the Fourth Mizukage Yagura Karatachi, slowly pulling forth a substance hovering between tangible and ethereal.
Everyone who witnessed this sight was utterly shocked at that moment.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, the Third Hokage, only now realized that the reason he had survived the Night of the Uchiha Clan Downfall was entirely because the man simply chose not to kill him, preferring to play with his prey like a cat toting a mouse. Otherwise, he would have been cleaved in two by a single sword strike long ago.
Setsuna's strength is actually this immense.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze swept across the lake surface created by the Water Release, landing on the three figures rapidly approaching the center where Setsuna Uchiha stood.
*Those summoned via Impure World Reincarnation do not possess the power of their prime. I fear the First, the Second, and Madara might not be able to take down Setsuna. I must conjure up