"What exactly are you trying to do?! What sinister motives are you hiding behind those masks?!"
Jiraiya demanded loudly.
Tetsuya glanced back toward Izuna, who was locked in a fierce battle with Hanzo of the Salamander.
Clearly, Izuna was venting all his anger on Hanzo of the Salamander. With a short sword in hand, he relied on taijutsu alone to overwhelm Hanzo and leave him struggling miserably.
No ninjutsu, only taijutsu—he was using Hanzo of the Salamander as a punching bag to vent his frustration.
Hanzo of the Salamander was also a master of taijutsu. As the saying went, the stranger the weapon, the faster you died—no, the stranger the weapon, the more treacherous the moves.
Unusual weapons often felt difficult to defend against, and Hanzo of the Salamander wielded a sickle attached to a chain.
Gripped by the sickle, it served as a rigid weapon; held by the chain, it became a flexible one, capable of attacking from near or far.
But no matter how strange Hanzo of the Salamander's weapon or how treacherous his moves, none of it posed a problem for Izuna. The Sharingan's extraordinary motion perception allowed him to see through every little trick Hanzo attempted.
Tetsuya turned back and tilted his head.
"Huh? Didn't I tell you what we were here for? I'm pretty sure I did. We came for Hanzo of the Salamander."
Hearing this, Tsunade hurriedly spoke up.
"If you came for Hanzo of the Salamander, may we leave?"
"Of course. No problem."
Jiraiya was somewhat surprised that Tetsuya agreed to let them leave. Tsunade was delighted, while Orochimaru felt things could not be that simple.
Sure enough, just as he expected, Tetsuya continued.
"If you want to leave, go ahead. Just don't interrupt the show. I suggest you withdraw your forces from