Right, the reason Tahm was so calm and didn't even bother dodging was because he knew the tricks of this heavy Jashin Cult fanatic inside and out.
Hidan, who was bad at ninjutsu and genjutsu, relied on a strict routine of three moves to fight enemies:
He used taijutsu to slash people and draw blood, absorbed the opponent's blood, and then used a bizarre secret art to link their bodies together to share damage, with an effect just like Donghuang Taiyi's ultimate in Honor of Kings.
Uhm, this is my League of Legends system, it seems my commentary crossed fandoms.
And what made Hidan even more terrifying than an eel was that he possessed a bizarre immortal body and feared pain even less, so opponents linked with him could only die a humiliating death amidst agony.
Yet none of this mattered to Tahm at all.
Because in combat mode, Tahm's digitized body simply didn't bleed. This bizarre, innately targeted method made Hidan experience the same helplessness and fury as his Senior Sasori.
The secret art he had acquired with such arduous effort was actually completely countered!
Wait, linking bodies and sharing damage?
Tahm's imagination ran wild, and a bold idea popped into his head.
"Are young people's bodies so frail that a few cuts finish them off?" Tahm provoked Hidan, who was gripping his scythe tightly opposite him.
"Damn it!" Hidan gritted his teeth, yet still didn't strike. Basic ninja training told him not to waste energy on useless actions.
Yet Tahm continued in an irritating tone, "It seems your faith in Jashin isn't strong enough; try putting a bit more muscle into it, maybe you'll actually manage to cut me?"
Hidan finally lost his temper. After all, he wasn't a calm guy, and he flew at him with another