To his teacher, even Iwagakure's mighty forces were nothing more than children.
Moments later, Onoki stood before Xia Le with a squad of Anbu, his expression tense.
"Are you going to stop me, Onoki?"
Standing on Susanoo's forehead, Xia Le looked down and asked coldly.
"This is what I must do as Tsuchikage!"
Onoki shouted. Sweat covered his forehead, but his words were firm.
"Then!"
"Are you prepared to die here?"
Xia Le asked in a low voice.
Onoki's pupils contracted. He took a deep breath. "If my death here will make you spare Iwagakure!"
"Then I've long been prepared!"
Xia Le narrowed his eyes at those words and studied him.
That courage to face death so willingly earned a measure of his admiration.
"Very well!"
After a moment, he gave his answer.
Onoki breathed a sigh of relief. If Xia Le insisted on destroying all of Iwagakure, no one could stop him.
This man might already have reached the heights of the former Ninja God, Hashirama Senju, and Madara Uchiha. He was beyond anything human strength could oppose.
"Then let me see your resolve as the Third Tsuchikage!"
"Onoki!"
Xia Le said calmly.
"You'll see it!"
"Facing you reminds me of that man from long ago!"
Onoki said loudly.
"Madara Uchiha?"
Xia Le asked.
"That's right!"
Onoki nodded firmly.
"I've surpassed him in every respect!"
"In my eyes, Madara is nothing more than an unremarkable name!"
Xia Le said evenly.
Those outrageously arrogant, conceited words made Onoki's heart tighten.
No one knew just how many trump cards the man before him possessed.
If his strength truly was what he claimed, didn't that mean he already had the power to destroy the Ninja World?
"I hear you developed a unique kekkei genkai!"
"Particle Style?"
"Oh, no. Perhaps I should call