Raikage Office.
Araki, with Samehada strapped to his back, had just arrived at the entrance when he saw Dodai walk out from inside. Dodai greeted him warmly, "Lord Araki, please come with me. Lord Raikage has been waiting for quite some time."
"Then I'll trouble you, Lord Dodai."
Araki nodded and followed him.
As Dodai turned around, a complex emotion flickered in his uncovered eye.
It wasn't as if he had never seen geniuses before. Kumogakure lacked no talent. Whether it was the Third Raikage's son, Killer B, Darui, Yugito, or even himself, Dodai could be considered a decent genius.
But no one had ever shocked him as much as Araki, who was walking behind him.
Just three months ago, the other man had only been a mere genin. Yet after such a sudden turn of events, he was already able to represent Kirigakure and stand on equal footing with him?
If Araki could have heard Dodai's thoughts, he definitely would have laughed at how little he had seen.
What did this bit of progress even count for?
Didn't Obito Uchiha go from an ordinary chunin to one of the Shinobi World's shadowy masterminds in the blink of an eye?
Compared to a cheat like the Sharingan, which could grant instant power-ups, Araki's strength had been earned through repeated hard-fought battles and brushes with death.
Besides, there was still a slight discrepancy in how the two sides perceived Araki's strength.
Since Dodai and the Third Raikage didn't know the details of the battle, they had merely relied on a photograph and Araki's absurdly rapid promotion to piece together the course of events. They had directly labeled Araki as a ruthless figure capable of facing off against the Five Kage head-on.
What was that called?
That was called starting with one