At that moment, dense lines of cursed seals spread wildly from Hidan's feet, intertwining and closing together.
In less than a second, a bizarre, distorted circular formation radiating an ominous aura was fully etched into the ground.
The Jashin Ritual Formation was complete.
Hidan stood firmly in its center, his entire body covered in black and white. His presence had changed completely.
It was no longer mere arrogance, but a sick, frenzied, eerie sense of menace.
He glanced down at the formation beneath his feet, then at Choji's blood on his scythe, his grin growing wider.
"The game officially begins."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Hidan acted without hesitation.
He gripped the Triple-Bladed Scythe with both hands, flexed his arms, and drove its sharp blade straight down!
Shhk-!
The cold blade pierced his own thigh muscles, sinking deep into his flesh.
Agony instantly swept through his body, but Hidan did not even blink. Instead, his expression grew more excited.
A second later, the eerie shared damage took effect.
Not far away, Choji had just steadied himself and was preparing to charge again when his body abruptly stiffened.
An identical puncture wound appeared in his thigh without warning, in exactly the same place and at exactly the same depth!
"Aah-!"
Piercing pain exploded through him. Unable to bear the injury that had appeared out of nowhere, Choji let out a cry of agony.
His massive body staggered, his balance instantly lost. He instinctively clamped a hand over the puncture wound in his thigh, but warm blood poured between his fingers and streamed down his leg.
The intense pain left his entire leg numb and weak. Even standing became a struggle.
The situation on the battlefield had completely reversed in an instant.
Hidan, who had been thoroughly suppressed, had