What was Hanzo's title?
Demigod of the Ninja World, meaning he stood just below the Twin Heroes of the Shinobi World in their day.
During the Second Shinobi World War, Hanzo led Amegakure against several great shinobi villages at once and still managed to protect both the Land of Rain and himself.
That alone showed how powerful he was.
Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan were orphans from the Land of Rain. They had grown up hearing stories about Hanzo, so even after he'd just stabbed them in the back, they couldn't help but acknowledge his strength.
There was no doubt about it: he was one of the strongest people in the Shinobi World.
And now, he was like a dog, with all four limbs broken, kneeling before Rasa. It had taken Rasa barely more than ten minutes.
By contrast, Rasa had no blood on him, just a few water stains. His clothes weren't even damaged.
The shock Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan felt was at least three and a half times "terrifying indeed," plus four sharp gasps.
With a thud, Hanzo fell to the ground and gazed up at the darkened sky. The cloud had only just drifted away from the bright moon.
Flawless moonlight spilled over every inch of the ground, cool as water.
"You won!
"Talented people have always emerged in the Shinobi World. I, Hanzo of the Salamander, am no match for you. To die at the hands of someone as strong as you is a fitting end."
Hanzo lay on his back, strangely calm. He'd already lost; he might as well die with some dignity.
Then his emotions surged. He coughed up blood and laughed. "Magnet Release Rasa, ten years ago, I gave three young people from Konohagakure the title of Sannin.
"Before I die, I'll do one