Hayato knew his opponent was trying to provoke him into a head-on fight, but he remained as still as a deep pool, completely unmoved.
He nimbly dodged Shennong's attacks, every movement effortless, as if to tell him, Your tricks won't work on me.
Seeing how composed Hayato was, Shennong couldn't help but furrow his brow.
He clearly hadn't expected Hayato to be so difficult to deal with, or to be completely unaffected by his taunts.
Grinding his teeth, Shennong seemed to make a momentous decision. The veins on his forehead bulged, and the muscles in his upper body tensed even further.
"If you want to compare speed, fine! I'll see it through!"
"Eight Inner Gates: Fifth Gate—Gate of Limit, open!"
An astonishing chakra surged from Shennong, and the gale swept his hair backward.
This was the limit of his current training in the Eight Inner Gates. After all, he'd only been practicing them for a few years.
With a thought, he vanished from where he stood once more. This time, though, his speed was on a completely different level.
The rushing air swept pebbles off the ground. In the blink of an eye, Shennong appeared in front of Hayato and brought his right leg crashing down from above, intent on killing him with a single blow.
However, Hayato had activated his Sharingan as soon as Shennong opened the Gate of Limit.
In his eyes, Shennong's movements were fast as lightning, but still clear.
Hayato easily tracked him. The moment Shennong appeared behind him, Hayato vanished with the Flying Thunder God Body Flicker Technique.
Shennong's attack missed again. He immediately shifted his stance, preparing to pursue Hayato once more.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The battlefield grew more devastated as they clashed. The ground, already battered, was now in even worse shape.
But