"Why won't you listen?"
To Zabuza, Sen's airy voice sounded more grating than the cruelest taunt.
"You're asking to die, brat!"
The outrageously arrogant boy had thoroughly enraged Zabuza.
He abandoned his sneak attack, wrenched the Kubikiribōchō back, and vanished into the thick mist.
When he reappeared, he had slipped behind Sen without a sound!
"Go worry about your lousy chair in hell!"
With a vicious grin, Zabuza swung his enormous blade sideways, its stone-cleaving force accompanied by a shriek as it tore through the air!
He would cut this clueless Genin in half, along with his damned laziness!
But then.
Clang!
An ear-piercing clash of metal exploded through the thick mist!
Zabuza felt an irresistible force surge through his blade, numbing the web of his hand and nearly making him lose his grip.
He focused his gaze.
Somehow, that silver-haired Elite Jonin, Kakashi Hatake...
Had already appeared behind Sen.
With both hands wrapped around a specially made black kunai, he held the crushing weight of the Kubikiribōchō firmly at bay!
Sparks scattered in every direction as the two weapons collided.
"I'm your opponent."
Beneath Kakashi's forehead protector, the three tomoe in his Sharingan slowly spun, his scarlet eye fixed firmly on Zabuza.
"You're a hundred years too early to lay a hand on my students."
"Hmph. Copy Ninja Kakashi. You certainly live up to your name."
Zabuza snorted and used the force of their clash to leap back, instantly putting distance between himself and Kakashi.
One after the other, they leaped onto the broad lake beside them, their toes touching down lightly as they stood steadily on the water.
Clearly, both intended to stage a true battle between Elite Jonin here.
"Go, Kakashi-sensei! Send that eyebrowless guy flying!"
On the shore, Naruto pumped his fists and loudly cheered Kakashi