Meihui had finished his secluded training and set off for the battlefield with Shizuku. By his reckoning, it was almost time for Madara Uchiha to appear.
"Come on, Shizuku. That way."
Meihui checked his bearings briefly, then headed off with Shizuku.
Along the way, they ran into Sasori, who was fighting Kankuro.
Sasori stared at the version of himself in Kankuro's hands, lost in thought.
"Fuck, this brat is using me as a puppet."
Kankuro was pretty embarrassed, too. He had picked up someone else's equipment, only to get caught by its owner. Awkward didn't begin to cover it.
"Haha, haha... Hello there, Sasori, sir."
"No, there's nothing good about this. Absolutely nothing."
Looking at the puppet that was his spitting image, Sasori's mood turned utterly foul.
How could this brat be so shameless? Picking up something someone else threw away was one thing, but picking up someone else's corpse?
"Ptooey! What a fucking freak. Even worse than me turning people into Human Puppets."
He was about to teach the youngster another lesson when Meihui arrived and punched him without a moment's hesitation.
"Sealing: Heaven-Piercing Fist!"
One punch took Sasori clean out of the picture. With a flick of his sleeve, Meihui left without taking so much as a cloud with him.
Meihui walked straight off, leaving Kankuro standing there in utter bewilderment.
"What just happened? How did Meihui smash Sasori to pieces with one punch? I've been waiting all this time, so why hasn't he revived yet? I still wanted to apologize to him."
"Sasori, sir, where are you? I'm really sorry I used your puppet. If you don't come out, I'll take that as forgiveness."
Sasori would never get to see that shameless display.
Continuing on his way, Meihui ran into the former Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the