Although Jashin's actions and words made the Third Kazekage uneasy, a battle-hardened veteran like him could not abandon his offensive simply because of such confusing behavior from the enemy. What if the opponent was merely putting on a bluff?
So, suppressing the sense of danger in his heart, he controlled dozens of iron spikes in midair and sent them stabbing toward Jashin from all directions along their original trajectories.
At that moment, seeing the increasingly unrestrained smile on Jashin's face, the Third Kazekage suddenly felt that his opponent did not seem to be bluffing after all.
But the arrow had left the bow, and spilled water could not be gathered again. In the end, he chose not to stop his attack.
Such a massive offensive in the sky naturally drew the attention of many people. A, the Mizukage, the Hokage, and others whose battles were less intense all turned to look this way, the same hope rising in their hearts—was the first enemy about to be eliminated?
In the blink of an eye, beneath countless watchful eyes, Jashin made no move to resist and allowed dozens of iron spikes to pierce his body again and again.
Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
Accompanied by crisp sounds of blades entering flesh, Jashin was soon riddled like a hedgehog, with not a single patch of intact flesh left on his body.
But before anyone could rejoice, they suddenly heard two voices ring out across the sky at the same time.
"Ah—"
"Ha ha ha ha—"
They were the Third Kazekage's scream and Jashin's wild laughter!
"What happened?!"
The onlookers below were all baffled. "That enemy was clearly pierced full of holes. How could he still laugh? And what happened to the Kazekage? Did the enemy use some invisible method?"
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