But just then, another anxious voice rang out:
"Hey! I haven't even made a move yet! How can it end just like that?"
The speaker was Hidan.
Hearing this, Deva Path frowned slightly and snapped:
"Stand down. You're no match for them!"
But Hidan refused, clamoring for a fight with the other side.
Deva Path was indeed somewhat fed up with this chatterbox. His strength was mediocre, but he was immortal, and paired with "Curse Technique: Death Controlling Possessed Blood," that made him a devastating weapon for underhanded attacks. No one had yet found a way to counter that ability.
But all of this depended on him obtaining his opponent's blood. Otherwise, he was merely an ordinary Elite Jonin.
Yet Hidan had no self-awareness, acting as though he was second only to heaven. He even dared talk back to Deva Path. He was an absolute idiot.
Just as Deva Path was about to scold him again, "Sacred God" spoke first:
"Since he wants to play, 'Tang Sanzang,' keep him entertained. Don't hold back. He's immortal, so you can't kill him!"
Hearing Ye Feng's words, a man wearing a "Tang Sanzang" mask stepped forward, a hint of eagerness in his eyes as he murmured:
"Can't kill him? Perfect. I've been wanting to test my strength too!"
The man in the "Tang Sanzang" mask was Might Duy. It had been a long time since he had fought at full strength. Against someone who couldn't be killed, he wouldn't have to restrain his speed.
Hearing this, Hidan grew even more excited and shouted at Deva Path:
"See? They've agreed too! Don't you stop me!"
Deva Path was exasperated by his words and even wanted to kick him straight out of the Akatsuki.
But since "Sacred God" had spoken, Deva Path could hardly say