That blow was meant to teach him that Kakuzu was no pushover.
Unfortunately.
It missed.
Xuan Zhe had not tried to strike first at all, but when the attack reached him, he swayed and sidestepped it. His expression, his movements-he had not taken that blow seriously at all.
Do whatever you like.
Kakuzu did not panic when his first blow missed.
A second followed.
A third kept coming.
On the fourth, he went all out.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-
He had dug his heels in against Xuan Zhe. Unless he killed this guy, he would never get past it. Today, either you died or I lived. He had to send him to his grave.
A fine idea.
But putting it into practice...
Was nothing like that.
Continuing the fight would not change anything.
Standing nearby, Hidan yawned.
So sleepy.
Kakuzu opened his mouth, spewing black threads. The sight was disgusting enough to turn anyone's stomach. He no longer looked remotely human, but like a monster through and through.
Hidan was guarding against sneak attacks when an attack suddenly came his way with a clang. He was no greenhorn fresh on the scene. How could he let someone get him that easily?
When that strike missed, the attacker immediately withdrew. Xuan Zhe had already taught Sansheng never to clash head-on with an opponent. His Transparent Release was his best weapon. Hiding and fighting a guerrilla battle could drive people mad.
Hidan scanned his surroundings. He did not have Kakuzu's sensory abilities and had no idea where the enemy was hiding. But he knew that guy must already be lying in ambush, waiting for another chance to take a shot at him. This way of fighting was utterly shameless.
Seizing an opening, Xuan Zhe slammed a Rasengan straight into Kakuzu.
The blow packed