In the rain, Ming Jing and Orochimaru stood facing each other. Orochimaru's attitude was very straightforward: without benefits that caught his interest, there was nothing to discuss.
Ming Jing sighed and said, "In that case, this junior will have no choice but to offend you. If I can withstand five ninjutsu from Mr. Orochimaru, will you please tell me the truth?"
"Oh? It seems you're quite confident you can endure five ninjutsu from me. But what benefit is there in it for me?" Orochimaru smiled faintly and calmly countered.
"After all, Junichi Kurama was once your subordinate and followed you through life-and-death battles. Even if you no longer belong to Konoha, that bond remains. Whether this junior can withstand five ninjutsu or not, that bond will be settled today." Ming Jing considered for a moment before looking at Orochimaru and speaking.
"Hmm... Interesting..." Orochimaru narrowed his eyes at Ming Jing. The little fellow's words made sense. Back on this battlefield, the Kurama Clan had trusted him without reservation, following him through fire and blades. Besides, this little fellow might not even endure five ninjutsu. Making a move to settle an old debt was a fair trade. With that thought, Orochimaru nodded. "Very well, brat. You've successfully persuaded me. After five ninjutsu, I will have no further ties to your Kurama Clan of Konoha."
"That is only proper!" Ming Jing nodded. He looked at Konan behind him and said, "Then, Divine Messenger Lord, please bear witness to this battle for us!"
Orochimaru merely chuckled at Ming Jing's words. He did not believe Ming Jing could withstand it anyway. Konan nodded coolly, not expecting matters to develop this way. But it did not matter. With her here, Orochimaru would not be able to kill Ming Jing.
Ming Jing overlapped his hands before