Zabuza looked up into the distance.
In the thick fog, the students from Team 7 had already gotten up from the ground.
Naruto was still lying in a half-squatting position, his mouth wide open.
"That guy is amazing!"
"When that big knife flew over, I felt like my head was going to be ripped off!"
Sakura's face was still pale.
She looked at the Hashirama's back, her voice strained.
"He just grabbed it casually..."
"That's a knife that can cut down a big tree."
Sasuke remained silent.
He stared intently at Hashirama, then glanced at Madara, who stood beside him with his arms crossed.
That feeling of helplessness welled up inside me again.
Kakashi also fell silent for a moment.
Even though I already knew that Hashirama and Madara were absurd, seeing Hashirama catch the Executioner 'Hashirama with his Kubikiribōchō still made my heart skip a beat.
That's too easy.
It was as easy as an adult catching a stick thrown by a child.
He slowly raised his hand and lifted the Forehead Protector covering his left eye.
The crimson Three-Tomoe Sharingan was revealed.
The situation has turned against us.
The enemy is Kirigakure ninja from Kirigakure.
And they weren't just any ordinary rogue ninja.
Kakashi stared at Zabuza in the distance, his voice turning somber.
Zabuza Momochi.
" Demon of the Hidden Mist."
"I never expected that the person Gato invited would be you."
Zabuza hearing this, Zabuza suppressed the surging anger in his chest and slowly straightened up.
He slung the Kubikiribōchō over his shoulder and gave a cold laugh.
" Kakashi of the Sharingan."
"A man who copied thousands of Ninjutsu."
I never expected to run into you here.
Kakashi narrowed his eyes.
"It's an honor to be remembered by the Demon of the Hidden Mist."
Zabuza's voice was cold.
Stop pretending.
"Your name is quite influential in the black market and among ninjas from various countries."
" Kakashi Hatake, Konoha's Technician, and the owner of the Sharingan."
Kakashi was not to be outdone.
"The same as you."
"Formerly an assassination specialist, an expert in Silent Killing Technique."
"It's said that you wiped out all your classmates in the graduation exam back then."
Naruto was stunned.
"Kill all students in the same cohort?"
"Really?"
Sakura's face turned even paler.
"That kind of person is terrifying."
Sasuke frowned.
" Demon of the Hidden Mist..."
Tazuna swallowed hard.
He finally understood just how dangerous this mission was.
If it weren't for Hashirama and Madara accompanying them, the small team he hired might really have died here.
Zabuza coldly at Kakashi.
" Kakashi, your Sharingan is really troublesome."
"But now that I'm here, I don't intend to leave empty-handed."
Kakashi's tone was nonchalant, but there was no sign of relaxation.
"I also won't let you kill your employer."
"It seems we have no choice but to take action."
The two looked at each other through a veil of mist.
One of them was raising his Sharingan.
One of them was carrying Kubikiribōchō.
Two renowned Jonin tested each other, revealing their names, and were about to engage in a life-or-death battle.
But now, the situation just doesn't look right.
Because Hashirama and Madara were standing right next to them.
One of them was still holding a half-empty can of beer.
The other one looked impatient.
Zhang Yu, far away in the Undead Tavern, watched the scene unfold, his lips twitching uncontrollably.
"Classic mutual flattery, huh?"
"You praise me, Kakashi of the Sharingan; I'll praise you, Kirigakure, the Demon Zabuza."
"The problem is that the God of Shinobi and the Asura of the Ninja World are standing next to you two."
Is there any point in making this claim?
Behind the bar, Tobirama glanced at the shared screen and his expression was quite complicated.
"Given their level of strength, there's really no need for them to probe each other for so long."
Izuna came out carrying some snacks and said calmly, "My brother is already getting impatient."
In the scene, Madara clearly lost his patience.
He gave Kakashi and Zabuza a cold glance.
"Boring."
Hashirama scratched his head as well.
Are they going to keep talking for a long time?
Ban strode forward.
"A waste of time."
Hashirama was taken aback.
"Ban, wait for me."
The next moment.
The two figures disappeared at the same time.
He moved so fast that the members of Team 7 couldn't even see Body Flicker Technique anymore.
Kakashi's Sharingan suddenly contracted.
He turned his head almost instinctively.
Zabuza his own heart, alarm bells would ring even louder.
not good!
He was about to step back when Hashirama and Madara appeared in front of him.
One is standing on the left.
One is standing on the right.
The distance was frighteningly close.
Zabuza's muscles tensed instantly.
But he didn't move.
It's not that I don't want to move.
It cannot be moved.
Hashirama was relatively mild-mannered, but just standing there, the ridiculously heavy Chakra emanating from him pressed down like a forest.
It was brimming with vitality, yet so heavy it was suffocating.
Spots are more direct.
As that domineering pressure descended, Zabuza felt as if he were surrounded by a blood-red battlefield.
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The blade was pressed against his throat.
The slightest movement will kill them.
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
The fingers gripping the Kubikiribōchō froze, one by one.
escape?
There's no escaping it.
Rebellion?
Even less likely.
Zabuza was a rogue ninja who killed people and experienced countless life-or-death battles.
But the feeling he got from these two people was different from all his past enemies.
Kakashi is strong.
But Kakashi at least understands strength.
These two are completely outside the realm of normal ninjas.
For the first time, an extremely absurd thought popped into Zabuza's mind.
He might not even be qualified to use the Hidden Mist Technique today.
Kakashi stood at a distance, his heart pounding.
We were just about to have a serious battle.
As a result, the moment Hashirama and Madara moved, Zabuza was pinned to the spot.
What's the point of fighting?
Naruto's eyes widened in disbelief.
"They're so fast!"
Sakura swallowed hard.
" Zabuza... can't move?"
Sasuke's face turned ugly.
He saw it very clearly.
It's not that Zabuza didn't want to move.
The moment those two men appeared, Zabuza lost the courage to fight.
This kind of suppression is too much.
Madara walked up to Zabuza and spoke in a cold voice.
"Name."
Zabuza.
He desperately wanted to maintain the dignity of the Demon of the Hidden Mist.
But when Ban's gaze fell on him, he didn't even have the courage to be stubborn.
"Momochi... Zabuza."
He nodded, his eyes prickly.
"Identity."
Zabuza his teeth.
" Kirigakure."
"Former Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist."
Ban raised his hand and took out a document from his pocket.
The paper is unfolded.
The large characters above are very eye-catching.
" Undead Tavern Employee Recruitment Agreement "
Zabuza stared at the thing, his mind going blank for a moment.
Agreement?
What agreement?
Wasn't he here to kill Tazuna?
Why has it suddenly turned into filling out forms?
Hashirama smiled beside him, his tone friendly.
"Take it easy."
"This is our pub's employee recruitment agreement."
"The boss thinks highly of you, so he asked us to sign the contract with you."
Zabuza: "..."
He became even more nervous.
Madara slapped the agreement against Zabuza's chest, his voice cold and devoid of warmth.
Fill in the information truthfully.
"Name, identity, abilities, preferred Ninjutsu, and past experience."
"Dare to forge, and I'll make you a true ghost."
Zabuza violently.
He wanted to swear.
I wouldn't dare.