Hanzō treasured talent. Unfortunately, these people belonged to Konoha, not the Land of Rain. If he let them live, they would become a serious threat sooner or later. He could defeat them now, but there was no guarantee they would not turn the tables on him in a few years. Then the Land of Rain would truly be beyond saving.
With that thought, Hanzō raised his sickle. In the battle to come, he would stop at nothing.
"Hah, the Sannin? What gives you the right to bestow titles on us? Try beating my student first!" Tsunade laughed in anger at Hanzō's arrogance. She was not the only one. Jiraiya was ready to fight him to the death, and even the normally composed Orochimaru was seething.
After speaking, Tsunade bit her right thumb, quickly formed hand seals, and slapped the ground. When the white smoke cleared, Uchiha Yi appeared not far from her, with a small Katsuyu on his shoulder.
"A brat?" Hanzō laughed in anger as well. He was Hanzō the Demigod, yet Tsunade had spoken as though he were no match for this boy. From his appearance, the boy could not be older than thirteen or fourteen. Had they brought him here to die?
Could someone so young already have reached the level of a Kage?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
Even Hashirama Senju couldn't have managed that back then!
Besides, having never met Hashirama Senju, Hanzō did not believe he was all that inferior to him. If Hashirama Senju had truly been so powerful, why had he not united every country?
The God of Shinobi? Just a sanctimonious man whose reputation had been blown out of proportion.
Hanzō had absolute confidence in himself now!
"Is Hanzō my opponent this time?" Excitement appeared on Uchiha Yi's face. His eyes met Tsunade's