Want me to give you another Raikage?

A massive explosion rocked the area.

Several Ninjutsu struck at once, fire and lightning crashing down on Kazan alongside a raging gale.

Shikaku Nara and the others cried out and leaped clear.

A glance revealed two full Ninja Squads behind the attack, eight people in all.

A slash marked each Forehead Protector. Every one of them was a Rogue Ninja.

"That many Rogue Ninjas?"

"They're Bounty Hunters from the Shinobi World's underground Black Market. They're after Kazan."

Shikaku Nara turned back toward the center of the blast.

"Hey, Kazan! Are you all right?!"

He figured Kazan was probably fine, but asked anyway.

"I'm fine."

Kazan walked out of the smoke without a scratch.

His Conqueror's Haki had kept the enemy's Ninjutsu from reaching him.

He truly was proof against all attacks.

Shikaku Nara and the others looked as though they had expected nothing less. They had seen his absurd physical abilities on the battlefield too many times.

The Black Market Bounty Hunters, though, were shaken.

"Not a scratch?!"

Their faces filled with disbelief.

The Black Market bounty on Kazan stood at two billion ryō, yet no one had managed to claim it.

Anyone willing to take the job now was an elite Rogue Ninja, confident in their own strength.

And yet they could not even get past Kazan's defenses.

"You want my head? Are you ready to die for it?"

Overwhelming Haki erupted from Kazan and swept across the area.

"Go!"

They made the decision on the spot. Seeing they had no chance, they turned and fled.

The rumors circulating through the Shinobi World were probably true, without a word of exaggeration. This man really had killed the Third Raikage single-handedly.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Kazan moved, vanishing from where he stood as though he had teleported.

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