Arrival at the Frontline, Hanzo's Surprise Attack!

The rain was still falling.

But no one had the spare attention to wipe the rain from their faces.

Because even denser than the rain was the flashing blade in Tobirama Uchiha's hand.

Slash—!

A frigid glint tore through the curtain of rain.

Tobirama.

The two Chunin were still forming seals, preparing to unleash a Water Dragon Bullet.

Then they suddenly felt a chill at their necks.

Their vision began to spin.

Only when they saw their headless bodies still spraying blood did they realize—Oh, I'm dead.

"The fifth. The sixth."

Tobirama flicked his longsword, scattering blood droplets into a crimson line across the ground.

He had not even activated his Sharingan to observe them, relying entirely on the combat instincts of that "Healthy Itachi" body.

The wind rustled faintly to his left.

A sneak attack?

Without even turning his head, Tobirama flung three Shuriken behind him.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Kunai fired from the darkness were knocked down with perfect precision.

But it was not over.

The three Shuriken collided with one another, bizarrely changing their flight paths, curving around the cover, and plunging directly into the ambusher's eye sockets and throat.

"Aah!!"

The scream had barely begun before it was abruptly cut off.

"The seventh."

Tobirama moved as if he were strolling through his own backyard. With every step he took, another Rain Ninja fell.

Too strong.

This was not a battle between Genin at all.

This was a max-level player returning to a beginner village for a slaughter!

The Rain Ninja who had initially been as ferocious as a pack of wolves now had completely changed expressions.

Fear.

Fear that had seeped into their bones.

They looked at the twelve-year-old boy as though they were staring at a monster wearing human skin.

"W-What kind of swordsmanship is that?!"

"Don't let him get close! Keep your distance! Blast him to death with Water Release!"

The remaining twenty-odd Rain Ninja finally snapped out of it. They did not even bother attacking the others anymore, instead hurling all their ninjutsu at Tobirama.

Water bullets, water dragons, and poisoned needles blanketed the sky, crashing down in an airtight barrage.

"Trying to focus fire on me?"

A mocking curve rose at Tobirama's lips.

He pressed his palms together, not even needing to form the complicated hand seals.

His control over chakra had long since reached the finest level.

Lightning Style: Chidori Current!

Crackle—!

Terrifying blue currents instantly erupted from him, covering an area twenty meters in every direction.

The incoming Water Release techniques became perfect conductors the instant they touched the lightning.

"Aaaahhh—!"

Screams blended into one continuous chorus.

Water conducted electricity.

Using Water Release against a Lightning Release ninja in the rain was practically asking to die!

More than a dozen Rain Ninja were instantly charred black, foaming at the mouth as they convulsed and collapsed into the muddy water.

The remaining few had not even had time to run before a blue afterimage claimed their lives.

The two Konoha Jonin, who had been beaten badly enough to question their entire lives, now had mouths wide enough to fit a watermelon.

"Th-That's Lady Tsunade's disciple?"

"One person... surrounded thirty people?"

"Isn't that fucking ridiculous?!"

Elsewhere.

The leader of the Rain Ninja, who was locked in combat with Tsunade, caught sight of that scene from the corner of his eye, and his heart nearly stopped.

That was his elite unit!

More than half of them were gone in the blink of an eye?

Was that brat a demon?!

"Damn it! Kill that brat first!"

The two Jonin immediately abandoned their current opponents. They even took a Konoha Jonin's blade head-on despite the injuries, using the force to spring away as they lunged toward Tobirama.

"Brat! Die!"

The two Jonin unleashed their full killing intent. Their poison-coated sickles sealed off every path Tobirama could use to evade.

This was a Jonin's killing blow!

Fast beyond belief!

In the distance, Jiro Tanaka and Ai Suzuki screamed in terror, "Tobirama! Watch out!"

Tobirama stood where he was, watching the two rush at him as he slightly raised the blade in his hand.

He had no intention of dodging.

Because someone else was even angrier than he was.

"Trying to touch my people right in front of me?"

"Do you pieces of trash think I don't exist?!"

An enraged roar shook the falling rain until it seemed to flow backward.

A green figure instantly appeared above the two Rain Ninja Jonin.

Tsunade's hair stood on end, veins bulging at her temples—the unmistakable sign that she truly intended to kill.

"Just... die!!"

She did not use any ninjutsu.

It was simply a straightforward, brutal, utterly unreasonable kick.

Heavenly Foot of Pain!

Boom—!

The earth shook violently as though a meteor had struck it.

The ground within fifty meters instantly caved in, mud and shattered stone blasting into the sky.

The two menacing Rain Ninja Jonin did not even have time to scream.

The terrifying shockwave ruptured their organs in midair before they were stomped into the earth like two rag dolls.

They became two unrecognizable piles of mangled flesh.

Instant kill.

That was the true power of Princess Tsunade!

The last Rain Ninja leader was dumbfounded.

Even his calves were cramping.

On one side was a little monster who killed people like chopping vegetables. On the other was a female tyrannosaur who could shatter the earth with one kick.

How was he supposed to fight this?

"R-Run!"

He turned and tried to flee.

"Trying to run?"

Tobirama and Tsunade sneered at the same time.

Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique!

Strength of a Hundred Fist!

A sky full of Shuriken sealed off the path ahead, while a terrifying blast of fist-force shattered his retreat.

In his despair, the Rain Ninja leader was pounded into scraps by the master and disciple's combined assault.

The rain was still falling.

But the battle was over.

The air was thick with the stench of blood mixed with the earthy smell of mud, making people want to vomit.

An assassination unit of over thirty Rain Ninja had been wiped out.

Team 7 was completely unharmed.

Well, aside from the sizable psychological trauma suffered by Jiro and Ai.

Tsunade stood amid the pile of corpses, shaking the blood from her hands before turning to look at Tobirama.

Her eyes were full of amazement.

Tobirama's fluid slaughter just now, his control over the battlefield, even that ruthless edge of his.

He did not need her to teach him any of it.

This kid had been born for the battlefield.

"Not bad."

Tsunade walked over and heavily patted Tobirama's shoulder, nearly knocking him into the dirt with her strength.

"Quick reactions, ruthless attacks, no hesitation."

"You've got my flair from back then."

The two Konoha Jonin who had narrowly escaped death also came over, their eyes full of reverence as they looked at Tobirama.

"Uchiha... truly lives up to its reputation."

"That Lightning Release move just now was incredible."

"Thanks to you. Otherwise, we'd all have died here today."

This was the Ninja World.

Strength was hard currency.

The men who had regarded Tobirama as a rookie just moments ago now saw him as an equal, or even a stronger comrade. They were already showing signs of looking to him and Tsunade as their leaders.

As for Jiro Tanaka and Ai Suzuki, they now looked at Tobirama as if he were a god.

The scenes from moments ago had already been permanently branded into their minds.

If anyone dared speak ill of the Uchiha Clan in the future, these two would definitely be the first to argue back.

Tobirama sheathed his sword, and the cold killing intent on his face instantly vanished. He became that sunny young man again.

"I just got lucky."

"Teacher Tsunade's two kicks were cooler. Standing beside her, I thought there'd been an earthquake."

That bit of flattery pleased Tsunade greatly, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Alright, quit fooling around."

"Clean up the battlefield and get moving."

"The smell of blood here is too strong. It'll draw more enemies."

The rest of the journey went exceptionally smoothly.

Perhaps the battle just now had caused too much commotion, or perhaps the killing intent around Tobirama and Tsunade was simply too heavy.

Even when they encountered wandering ninja along the way, those people fled in fright after sensing that aura from afar.

Half a day later.

A sprawling stretch of tents appeared in their field of view.

They had arrived at the Konoha Frontline Base.

Ninja patrolled everywhere, while wounded soldiers groaned and the sound of blades being sharpened filled the air.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

They had just entered the camp gates.

"Yo! Isn't that Tsunade?"

A bold voice rang out.

A tall man with white hair and an enormous scroll on his back walked over with a hearty laugh.

Beside him was a pale, sinister man with golden vertical pupils.

Jiraiya! Orochimaru!

The Legendary Sannin of Konoha had not yet earned that resounding title, but they were already pillars of Konoha.

"Hmph, Jiraiya, you haven't died in some woman's arms yet?"

Tsunade rolled her eyes at him irritably.

Jiraiya did not care in the slightest. With a chuckle, his gaze fell on Tobirama behind Tsunade.

"So this is that genius disciple the old man told you about?"

"Tsk, tsk, he's pretty handsome. Almost as handsome as yours truly."

"But with that skinny little body, can he take a beating?"

Jiraiya had just reached out to pinch Tobirama's cheek.

Tobirama quietly took a step back, avoiding Jiraiya's wicked hand.

"Senior Jiraiya, Senior Orochimaru."

Tobirama greeted them politely, though his eyes were secretly studying the two big shots.

Jiraiya looked carefree and unrestrained, but vigilance lurked deep in his eyes.

Orochimaru...

That snake was staring at him like he was a lab rat, his tongue unconsciously licking his lips.

"The Uchiha Clan bloodline..."

Orochimaru's hoarse voice rang out, sending chills down everyone's spine.

"Such interesting eyes, filled with the scent of... death."

Tsunade frowned and quietly stepped in front of Tobirama.

"Orochimaru, put away that disgusting look."

"He's my disciple. Don't get any ideas."

Orochimaru shrugged, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Just as Jiraiya was about to make another joke.

Suddenly.

"Woooo—! Woooo—! Woooo—!"

A shrill alarm instantly tore through the camp's clamor.

It was the highest-level enemy attack alarm!

"What's going on?!" The smile vanished from Jiraiya's face in an instant.

A scout ninja covered in blood rushed over and collapsed to the ground.

"R-report!"

"Rain Ninja... Hanzo!"

"Salamander Hanzo has launched a surprise attack with a large force! They've already broken through the first line of defense!"

"Our ninja... can't hold them back!"

Hanzo!

At the mention of that name, everyone present changed expression.

He was the man known as the "Demigod," a monster standing at the pinnacle of the Ninja World!

"Damn it! They came so fast!"

Tsunade gritted her teeth and turned to shout at Tobirama:

"You three, stay in the rear and don't run around!"

With that, she exchanged glances with Jiraiya and Orochimaru. The three of them instantly became three afterimages and charged toward the front lines.

The camp immediately descended into chaos.

Explosions and battle cries came from every direction.

Jiro Tanaka and Ai Suzuki hugged each other, trembling in fear.

"Why did we run into Hanzo the moment we arrived?! Are we going to die?!"

Tobirama stood amid the chaotic crowd.

He watched the flames rising into the sky in the distance and felt the restless chakra in the air.

There was no fear.

Only excitement.

The battle-loving instincts flowing through his blood were cheering.

"The Demigod, huh..."

Tobirama's hand once again gripped the hilt of his sword.

"Perfect timing. I was just wondering how to quickly earn military merit and make a name for myself in the Ninja World, and then you came right to me."