The Names of the Legendary Sannin! Tobirama Takes on Hanzo!

Because of the performance of Tsunade, Jiraiya, and Orochimaru, Hanzo finally decided to act personally. The four quickly broke into a fierce battle, but at this stage, the Legendary Sannin were clearly no match for Hanzo.

"Summoning Technique: Ibuse!"

Amid a massive cloud of smoke, the venomous salamander named Ibuse opened its huge mouth, spewing purple toxic mist like a tsunami that instantly blanketed the battlefield.

"Fire Release: Great Flame Bomb!" Jiraiya roared, spraying flames across the sky in an attempt to use the heat wave to stop the poison from spreading. Orochimaru's hands transformed into countless venomous snakes, trying to bind Hanzo's limbs from a blind spot. "Heavenly Foot of Pain!" Tsunade leaped down from the air, her mountain-shattering kick aimed straight at the top of Hanzo's head.

However, Hanzo merely snorted.

Body Flicker Technique!

Fast—so fast that not even an afterimage could be seen.

The poison-coated kusarigama drew a fatal arc through the air, instantly severing Orochimaru's swarm of snakes. Then, using the momentum of a step, he easily dodged Tsunade's crushing blow and retaliated with a Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet wrapped in Explosive Tags, blasting Jiraiya straight out of the air.

The poison entered their lungs with every breath, instantly freezing their chakra flow. In just five minutes, the three, whose coordination was still immature, were completely defeated.

At the center of the battlefield.

The purple toxic mist writhed like a living creature, while the ground sizzled as it was corroded.

"Pant... pant..."

Jiraiya lay sprawled on the ground, gasping for breath. His body was covered in bloody wounds, and Gamabunta had long since been forced to cancel the summoning after being poisoned.

Orochimaru beside him was no better off. His already pale face was now white as paper, black blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his gaze terrifyingly gloomy.

Tsunade knelt on one knee. Though the Strength of a Hundred Seal was operating at full force, her chakra was nearly depleted.

Strong.

Too strong.

Was this the power at the pinnacle of the Ninja World?

Atop Ibuse's massive head, Hanzo wore a breathing mask and held a scythe as he looked down upon the three young people from Konoha.

His eyes regarded them as though they were three struggling ants.

"To have lasted this long without dying under my hands."

"You are quite good."

Hanzo's voice was muffled yet domineering, piercing through the rain curtain and making their eardrums ache.

"Young people of Konoha, state your names."

Jiraiya wiped the muddy water from his face and gritted his teeth. "Jiraiya!"

"Orochimaru."

"Tsunade!"

Hanzo nodded. The killing intent in his eyes receded slightly, replaced by a kind of... charity toward the strong.

"I, Hanzo, cherish talent."

"Today, I will not kill you."

"Bear the title of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha, then live on. Let it be the price of surviving that war, and proof of your strength!"

Legendary Sannin?

It was a title of glory, and also a mark of shame.

Because it meant—clinging to life after defeat.

Tsunade clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh.

I'm not willing to accept this!

But... they truly could not beat him.

Just as the Legendary Sannin were being "given their title" over here.

On the other side of the battlefield, the atmosphere was completely different.

There was no tragedy here—only Tobirama Uchiha's killing show.

"Lightning Style: Chidori Sharp Spear!"

A blue lightning spear instantly pierced through three Rain Ninja Chunin lined up in a row.

"Pfft!"

Like skewered candied hawthorns.

Tobirama flicked his wrist, and the lightning exploded. The three corpses were instantly charred black.

"Tobirama... watch your back!"

A Konoha Chunin shouted in terror.

Taking advantage of the gap after Tobirama's attack, two Rain Ninja Jonin launched a sneak attack from his blind spot, their kunai aimed straight for his heart.

"Too slow."

Tobirama did not even turn his head.

Those scarlet Three-Tomoe Sharingan had already seen everything behind him with perfect clarity.

"Substitution Technique!"

Bang!

A cloud of smoke rose.

The Rain Ninja's kunai stabbed into a wooden stump.

The next second.

Two cold flashes swept past their necks.

Tobirama appeared behind them, holding his blade in a reverse grip.

Two heads fell to the ground in an instant.

Blood rained down, splattering the Konoha Chunin who had warned him all over the face.

The Chunin stared dumbfounded.

Th... they were dead just like that?

Those were two Special Jonin!

Yet they had not even lasted one exchange against this young man?

"Th-thank you..." the Chunin stammered, the way he looked at Tobirama completely changing.

He no longer saw "that Uchiha brat," but a lifeline, a god of war.

"Thank you for saving my life, Lord Tobirama!"

"Lord Tobirama, there are still brothers surrounded over there!"

Before anyone realized it.

The way these Konoha ninja addressed Tobirama had changed.

From "Hey" and "You there" to the respectful "Lord."

On a battlefield like a meat grinder, whoever could lead them to survival was their father!

What Uchiha arrogance?

Screw that!

That was called confidence! That was the bearing of the strong!

Tobirama had no time to care about their flattery.

Right now, he felt only one thing—awesome.

The system notifications were flooding through his mind like mad.

[Chunin killed, money obtained...]

[Jonin killed, money obtained...]

[Reputation increased...]

Who said a ninja war was bad? This ninja war was fantastic!

In just half an hour.

The Rain Ninja who had died beneath his blade had already exceeded fifty!

Even the rainwater in this area had been dyed pale red.

"Hm?"

Hanzo, who had been "lecturing" the Legendary Sannin, suddenly frowned.

He smelled it.

An intense stench of blood, too strong even for him to ignore, drifted over from the flank.

Hanzo turned his head, his gaze piercing through layer after layer of rain.

Then his pupils abruptly contracted.

Corpses.

Corpses everywhere.

And every one of them wore Amegakure uniforms!

Amid the pile of bodies, a black-haired youth shook the blood from his blade and calmly surveyed his surroundings.

The Rain Ninja around him had been terrified into submission. They formed a circle around him, yet not one dared take a single step forward!

"Who is that?"

A trace of fury entered Hanzo's voice.

Those were his troops!

Those were elites he had painstakingly trained!

And one person had killed a third of them?!

"Reporting to Lord Hanzo!"

A blood-covered Rain Ninja crawled and stumbled toward him, his face full of despair.

"He's a monster! A little monster from Konoha!"

"Even Jonin can't block a single slash from him! The brothers... the brothers are almost all dead!"

"Trash!"

Hanzo kicked the subordinate away, his face so gloomy it seemed as though water could drip from it.

He had thought the only capable young people on Konoha's side were those three.

He had not expected to overlook a real big fish!

"A brat from the Uchiha Clan..."

Hanzo narrowed his eyes, his killing intent surging.

A genius like this could not be allowed to live!

If Tobirama was allowed to grow, he would undoubtedly become Amegakure's nightmare in the future!

Whoosh!

Hanzo moved.

Body Flicker Technique!

As the Demigod of the Ninja World, his speed was absurdly fast.

He crossed a hundred meters in an instant, charging straight toward Tobirama!

"Not good!"

Though Tsunade was already exhausted, she had been watching Hanzo's movements the whole time.

The moment she saw this, her heart nearly leaped out of her chest.

"Tobirama! Watch out!"

"Hanzo is coming for you!"

That shout drew the entire battlefield's attention to Tobirama.

The hearts of the Konoha ninja Tobirama had just saved instantly turned cold.

It was over.

He had been targeted by the Demigod.

Not even the gods could save him now.

That was a monster even Tsunade and Jiraiya together could not defeat!

Tobirama heard Tsunade's shout.

He also felt that terrifying pressure sweeping down upon him.

It was like a mountain collapsing toward him.

But he did not run.

He did not even move his feet.

He slowly turned around, looking at the rapidly approaching figure. Instead, the smile at the corner of his mouth grew wider and wider.

It even looked a little deranged.

"Finally... here?"

"I've been waiting for you, old bastard."

Run?

Why should he run?

His goal was to make his name shake the Ninja World!

What was the point of slaughtering fodder?

Only by clashing head-on with the Demigod of the Ninja World on this stage before countless eyes could he truly become famous!

"Mangekyō Sharingan, awaken!"

Tobirama shouted in a low voice.

The tomoe in his eyes spun wildly, his dynamic vision pushed to its limit.

The chakra within him burned like boiling lava.

It was time. Right now, he would make the entire Ninja World hear the name Tobirama Uchiha!

Uchiha Style: Gale Sword!

Instead of retreating, he charged forward!

Under the horrified, bewildered gazes of every Konoha ninja, who even thought he had gone mad,

the twelve-year-old boy raised his blade.

Charge!

He charged straight at the man standing at the pinnacle of the Ninja World!

"Holy shit?! Has Lord Tobirama gone insane?!"

"Don't go! That's suicide!"

"It's over... is this the madness of the Uchiha Clan?"

The Rain Ninja let out piercing mockery.

"Hahahaha! This brat's brain is broken!"

"He actually dared to attack Lord Hanzo?"

"Fool who doesn't know his place! Lord Hanzo could crush him with one finger!"

Hanzo was also stunned for a moment as he watched Tobirama charge toward him.

Then the admiration in his eyes deepened.

"Such courage!"

"Not only did you not flee before this old man, you even dared to draw your sword against me."

"Brat from Konoha, you are worthy of making this old man remember your name!"

"This old man promises you a quick death!"

Though Hanzo spoke with admiration, he showed no mercy in his actions.

The kusarigama in his hand swung out fiercely.

The poisoned sickle carved a deadly arc through the air, tearing it apart with a shrill howl.

He used fifty percent of his strength in this strike.

In his eyes, using fifty percent of his strength against a Genin brat was already giving him plenty of respect.

It was enough to cleave both boy and blade in two.

Closer!

Even closer!

The distance between them instantly shrank to less than five meters.

Tsunade shut her eyes in despair, unable to bear the sight of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Jiraiya shouted anxiously, "You damn brat! Dodge!"

Only Tobirama.

He was smiling.

Just as the sickle was about to strike him.

Boom—!

Clang—!!!

A deafening clash of metal rang out, shaking the heavens.

Sparks flew in every direction!

A massive shockwave swept outward in all directions from the two of them.

The rain instantly evaporated, forming a cloud of white mist.

The entire battlefield was stunned!

Tsunade abruptly opened her eyes.

The Rain Ninja's laughter came to an abrupt halt, like ducks with their throats seized.

For the first time, Hanzo's face beneath his mask showed an expression of shock.

He... blocked it?!

How was that possible?!

The smoke dispersed.

The boy was still standing where he was, without taking a single step back.

The katana gripped in that thin arm had firmly blocked Hanzo's kusarigama.

Tobirama raised his head.

Those scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan stared coldly at Hanzo.

As though he were looking at a dead man.

"Demigod?"

Tobirama chuckled, his tone arrogant to the extreme.

"Do you want to dance too?"