"Hey, you up there-the Calabash Kid wearing eyeshadow."
"You're blocking my sunlight. Could you move?"
The moment Sen spoke, the already tense clearing fell deathly silent.
Even the rustle of leaves in the wind could be heard perfectly clearly.
Kankuro and Temari, who had stood silently beside him, stared at the sunglasses-wearing boy beneath the tree as though he were insane.
Was this kid tired of living?
He actually dared to call Gaara "the Calabash Kid wearing eyeshadow"?!
Back in Sunagakure, anyone who dared speak to Gaara in that tone would have grass six feet tall growing over their grave by this time next year!
Even Sasuke, hiding in the distance, couldn't stop the corners of his eyes from twitching.
"This guy's mouth is as obnoxious as ever..."
But remembering Sen's terrifying strength, Sasuke relaxed again.
Monster against monster. This should be a good show.
Up in the tree.
Gaara, hanging upside down, had developed a terrifying look in his eyes the instant Sen spoke.
It wasn't anger, but pure killing intent, utterly devoid of human emotion!
As though Sen were already a dead man in his eyes.
"Do you want to die?"
Gaara's voice was hoarse and icy, like the sound of countless grains of sand grinding together.
Whoosh...
As his words faded.
The sand that had been flowing slowly from his gourd suddenly erupted like boiling water!
A mass of yellow sand rapidly gathered in midair, forming a fist-sized, densely compressed sand bullet.
Whoosh!
The sand bullet tore through the air with a piercing whistle, like a real sniper rifle round.
It shot straight toward the spot between Sen's eyebrows at a terrifying speed barely visible to the naked eye!
If that struck home, it would punch through even solid rock in an instant!
"Watch out, bro!" Naruto