The True Power of a God, Old Man!

The rain stopped for a moment.

It had been forcibly scattered by the shockwave produced by the clash between the two.

The kusarigama in Hanzo's hand was still trembling slightly, and his palm was numb. Through his breathing mask, his aged eyes—eyes that had seen countless people—were fixed firmly on the boy before him.

Twelve years old.

Only twelve years old.

And he could actually catch an attack delivered with fifty percent of his strength using one hand?

"Not bad."

Hanzo took a deep breath. His voice was muffled, but the admiration in it was impossible to hide.

"Konoha brat, your swordsmanship is disciplined. It isn't some flashy performance."

"To train your blade to this level at your age, you're the first."

"What I said before still stands. As long as you retreat now..."

"You sure talk a lot."

Tobirama directly interrupted the Ninja World's Demigod in the middle of his speech about cherishing talent.

He casually spun his blade. Those scarlet Mangekyō Sharingan glowed faintly through the rain, and his tone was wildly arrogant.

"Hanzo, did you get something wrong?"

"I don't need your praise, and I don't need your charity."

"I came here today to let you taste..."

Tobirama grinned, revealing a row of stark white teeth.

"The taste of defeat."

Hanzo's expression instantly turned cold.

Refusing kindness when it was offered.

Since this genius could not be used by him, he could only—destroy him!

"Arrogant brat!"

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"

"Body Flicker Technique!"

Hanzo's figure instantly vanished.

It was not an ordinary Body Flicker, but extreme speed so fast that not even an afterimage could be seen.

The next second, the poison-coated kusarigama lashed toward Tobirama from every direction like a venomous snake striking from its nest.

"Too slow."

Tobirama did not even turn around.

His body seemed to have grown eyes. He shifted slightly to the left, narrowly dodging the scythe's edge.

Then he slashed upward with a backhand stroke.

Clang!

Sparks flew everywhere.

The two figures crossed wildly through the rain.

Fast!

So fast that the naked eye could no longer follow them!

The surrounding Rain Ninja and Konoha ninja could not see their movements at all. They could only see sparks constantly bursting through the air and hear the dense clanging of metal against metal.

The longer Hanzo fought, the more alarmed he became.

There was something wrong with this brat's eyes...

Those were definitely not ordinary Three-Tomoe Sharingan!

That strange pattern, that pupil power cold to the extreme...

No matter how fast his Body Flicker Technique was, no matter how tricky the angles of his kusarigama were, his opponent could always predict his moves 0.1 seconds in advance.

It was as though... he could see the future!

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

Tobirama seized an opening and formed hand seals with one hand.

Boom!

A massive fireball erupted at point-blank range and slammed directly into Hanzo's face.

"Water Release: Water Wall!"

Hanzo reacted incredibly quickly, raising a wall of water from the ground.

Water and fire collided, instantly filling the air with billowing white mist.

Using the mist for cover, Hanzo was just about to pull back and regain his footing.

"Genjutsu! Shiranui!"

Tobirama's voice suddenly rang beside his ear.

Hanzo felt the scene before his eyes change, and his body stiffened for an instant.

Though he was a Kage Level powerhouse and immediately broke free of the genjutsu, in a battle between masters, that instant was the difference between life and death.

Slash!

Tobirama's blade had already cut across Hanzo's arm, sending blood spraying.

"Damn it!"

Hanzo roared, his kusarigama whirling frantically and forcing Tobirama back.

He looked at the wound on his arm, then at the boy across from him, who was completely uninjured and had not even disturbed his breathing.

A stormy sea rose in his heart.

He was being suppressed!

He, the mighty Demigod of the Ninja World, was actually being pressed down by a twelve-year-old brat?!

Who would believe that?

"Th-That can't be true, right?"

In the distance, Jiraiya's mouth hung wide open, his jaw nearly dropping to the ground.

"Hanzo... got hurt?"

Tsunade was equally stunned, her beautiful eyes filled with disbelief.

She had personally experienced Hanzo's terror just moments ago. That suffocating pressure still left her limbs cold.

But now...

That invincible Demigod was being driven into a miserable state by Tobirama, as though a cat were playing with a mouse.

"So this is... the power of the Uchiha Clan?"

Orochimaru licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, an unreadable light flickering in his golden vertical pupils.

The Rain Ninja were even more devastated.

That was their god!

How could Lord Hanzo, who had never been defeated in their hearts, possibly lose to some little Konoha brat?

"Impossible! This must be genjutsu!"

"Lord Hanzo hasn't used his full strength yet! That brat is dead!"

At the center of the battlefield.

Tobirama flicked the blood droplets from his blade and looked at the panting Hanzo, shaking his head.

"So this is a Demigod?"

"That's a little disappointing."

"If this is all you've got, then today, Amegakure's myth will be shattered."

Killing the man by striking at his heart.

Hanzo's breathing grew heavier.

Humiliation!

Humiliation like never before!

He threw away his kusarigama and slowly formed hand seals with both hands.

The chakra around his body began to surge madly, and even the rainwater nearby was forced to flow backward by his aura.

"Brat, you truly are strong."

"I admit that you now have the right to speak to me as an equal."

Hanzo's voice became incomparably solemn.

"To show my respect for a strong opponent, I will send you on your way with my strongest attack!"

"Water Release: Secret Art: Water Dragon Biting Explosion!"

With Hanzo's roar, the pooled water on the ground instantly converged, turning into a terrifying hundred-meter water dragon. It bared its fangs and claws as it coiled through the air with the force to destroy heaven and earth.

Whether they were Konoha ninja or Rain Ninja, everyone nearby was forced back again and again by the terrifying pressure, their faces pale.

"Good."

Faced with an attack capable of destroying the entire camp.

Tobirama did not dodge.

He slowly sheathed his blade.

Those Mangekyō Sharingan suddenly stopped turning. Every pattern seemed to freeze together, radiating a chill that made souls tremble.

"Hanzo."

"Have you ever seen... true power?"

Tobirama's voice was soft, yet it clearly spread across the entire battlefield.

"Your so-called Demigod is nothing but a joke before the true power of a god."

"The Uchiha Clan is feared for far more than these eyes' ability to see through movements."

"It is because they can..."

Tobirama suddenly raised his head, allowing everyone to see the Mangekyō's pattern clearly.

"Materialize a god!"

"Susanoo!"

BOOM!!!

An ominous, cold, yet incomparably grand red chakra instantly erupted from Tobirama's body.

That chakra was like tangible flames, shooting into the sky and instantly scattering the dark clouds overhead.

"Th-That is..."

Under everyone's terrified gaze.

A gigantic red skeletal frame appeared out of thin air, enveloping Tobirama within it.

Then.

Sinews entwined, flesh formed, and armor covered it.

In the blink of an eye.

A red giant hundreds of meters tall stood upon the earth!

It wore armor, held an ancient shield in one hand—the Yata Mirror—and carried a burning sword at its waist—the Totsuka Blade.

It was like... a demonic god that had stepped out of myth!

The seemingly terrifying water dragon looked as tiny as a loach before this red giant.

"Th-What is that thing?"

Hanzo raised his head to stare at the giant that blotted out the sky, unable to even complete his hand seals.

For the first time, the face beneath his mask showed an expression called fear.

It was the instinctive trembling of humans when faced with an unknown, incomprehensible, overwhelming power.

"Is this genjutsu?"

"How could this possibly be power a ninja can wield?"

The Rain Ninja collapsed.

Some even threw down their weapons and knelt in the mud, trembling uncontrollably.

Konoha's side was deathly silent as well.

Tsunade covered her mouth, her pupils shaking violently.

"So this is... the Uchiha Clan's true power?"

"Was this what Uchiha Madara used to fight Grandpa back then?"

At Susanoo's forehead.

Tobirama stood with his arms crossed, looking down upon Hanzo as though he were an ant.

This feeling of controlling everything was simply intoxicating.

"Hanzo."

Tobirama spoke calmly. Amplified by Susanoo, his voice boomed like The Thunderbolt.

"You said just now that you would send me on my way?"

Susanoo slowly raised its right hand.

That enormous red palm gripped the Totsuka Blade at its waist.

The mere motion of drawing the sword created wind pressure that blew away every tent nearby.

"Now."

"Let me see whether you can take a god's sword."

"This is the power that once pacified an age of chaos!"