"Magnet Release Rasa, I finally understand why you were able to force Ōnoki to back down.
You're even more confident than I imagined—so confident you've become arrogant, so confident you hardly seem like a ninja.
I hope you won't regret your arrogance when you descend into the underworld and are reincarnated through Impure World Reincarnation."
Hanzo still spoke with the air of an old hand dispensing advice, as though he were afraid Rasa might fly into a rage and stab him to death.
Points +1 +1...
Rasa eyed Hanzo with amusement, like a tabby cat toying with a mouse it had caught. This kind of treatment could squeeze out a few more points.
Hanzo was much weaker than Rasa had expected. Once Ibuse's poison proved ineffective, he was just an ordinary Kage Level powerhouse—at least, as far as Rasa was concerned.
He walked slowly toward Hanzo with his blade in hand. "Are you trying to tell me what to do? Who do you think you are?
"Hanzo the Salamander, you're nothing but a treacherous little man. You've got two minutes and fifty seconds left."
Hanzo clenched his teeth in anger. He had to admit that the Red-Hair before him was the strongest enemy he had faced in decades—so strong that he could even threaten his life.
He rapidly formed Hand Seals and leaped backward. In the blink of an eye, another Railgun blasted out from in front of Rasa, shattering the knee of Hanzo's injured leg.
"Crack..."
Hanzo dropped to one knee. He struggled to his feet, beads of sweat the size of beans forming on his forehead. He clapped his hands together. Summoning Technique!
Chakra surged forth, and a summoning array shone with light. A giant Ibuse appeared out of thin air above it, then slammed its tail against