Leaf.
The roof of the Hokage Building.
Jin watched Senju Tobirama's movements, a trace of admiration curling at the corners of his lips.
That whole sequence of movements had been as smooth as flowing water.
From the sudden attack just now, to his split-second judgment, to throwing a kunai that both ensured his own safety and let him move into a counterattack!
The entire sequence had been blindingly fast!
No, it wasn't just speed. It was his reflexes!
It was no exaggeration to say that he'd started his move in zero frames.
The key was—Tobirama had even formed hand signs!
He wasn't the type to simply clap his hands and shout, then have whatever he wanted happen.
That made it even harder.
Honestly, Jin couldn't react that fast himself.
Just forming hand signs was already beyond him.
Who even formed hand signs these days?
Besides... everything he had was a trait he could activate and use!
He didn't know how to form hand signs at all...
"That hand-sign speed... seven signs a second while moving?"
Below, Kakashi was utterly shaken.
At some point, he'd lowered the mask that had covered his left eye.
The Three Tomoe Sharingan spun furiously!
Even so, he could only catch a vague trace of the Second Hokage Tobirama.
"So this is the real Flying Thunder God?"
As the Fourth Hokage's student, he'd seen this Space-Time Ninjutsu more than once.
But unlike the Fourth Hokage's warm, sunny style, used to rescue people in a pinch, the Second Hokage's Flying Thunder God seemed to brim with coldness and killing intent.
Every move was calculated and efficient.
There was only one goal—to kill with a single strike!
"Oh no... Lord Jin...!"
Yamato hadn't even seen what happened. He'd only caught a flash, and the situation on the roof