In the curtain of rain, two black figures moved like ghosts, with the force of wind and thunder.
Their bodies crossed faster than falling raindrops. Every collision sent countless splashes flying, Chakra clearing a rainless vacuum around them.
Senju Tobirama could not suppress his surprise. He discovered that the young man before him was no slower than himself.
How had such a young talent from the village become a rebel?
"What is your name?"
After temporarily retreating from an exchange, Tobirama could not help asking Minato.
"Namikaze Minato."
"That Chakra sphere technique you used earlier—was it created by imitating the Tailed Beast Bomb?"
"That's right."
Minato had also confirmed that the white-haired man before him was indeed the Second Hokage.
Aside from him, there was no second person in this world who could use the Flying Thunder God, much less wield it more skillfully than Minato himself.
"Second Hokage, I am not a rebel." He could not help defending himself.
Tobirama's expression did not change. He gazed toward Hokage Rock.
"If you oppose the Hokage, what else are you but a rebel?"
With that, he suddenly formed hand seals. The dense rain around them abruptly halted in midair, rapidly gathering into a rushing torrent that condensed into a water dragon dozens of meters long and crashed down upon Minato!
The water dragon came with tremendous force, and in such heavy rain, there was no way to confront it head-on. Minato could only dart away in every direction.
Orochimaru, watching from the side, glanced at Hashirama beside him and said, "You do not intend to intervene?"
"Hashirama said, "Tobirama alone is enough."
Orochimaru asked, "Aren't you afraid he might not be a match?"
Hashirama burst into laughter. "Then he won't be a match. This was never our battle to begin with.