Jiraiya and Kakuzu stopped fighting in perfect unison, staring at Tahm in shock.
"Why are you looking at me like that? I really am not Jashin!" Tahm felt a chill under their scrutiny.
That claim had no persuasive power at all. Someone with kunai lodged in his joints, spine, and even throat was still full of life and bouncing around energetically. Even Jiraiya was beginning to wonder whether Tahm really was Jashin descended into the world.
"Could you stop looking at me?" Tahm said helplessly. "There's still someone over there we haven't taken down."
Tahm finally redirected Jiraiya's attention back to the matter at hand.
Kakuzu had a splitting headache. He had already been at a disadvantage fighting Jiraiya alone, and yet that idiot teammate who had started the whole mess had been dealt with so quickly.
Of course, he wasn't going to die for a teammate he had only just met. However, not just anyone could escape from the presence of the Sannin Jiraiya, especially since Kakuzu himself had no escape techniques such as high-speed movement or powerful genjutsu.
Looking at the approaching Jiraiya and Tahm circling behind him, ready to strike at any moment, Kakuzu sighed inwardly. His body suddenly burst apart, releasing a huge mass of black tendrils.
The mass of black tendrils twisted and split into four masked monsters. Along with Kakuzu himself, whose form was no longer human, they could have gone straight into a gory television drama without makeup.
Tahm touched his long tongue and could not help sighing. Now that's a real tentacle monster!
Kakuzu unleashed his full power from the start, as if he intended to fight to the death.
At that moment, one of the masked monsters moved first. Wind Release: Pressure Damage!
In an instant, several high-intensity tornadoes formed on