Chapter 501: Bunta is instantly defeated upon his appearance; a bold guess.
Chapter 501: Bunta is instantly defeated upon his appearance; a bold guess.
"Pain, the Deva Path? He abandoned his past for the power of the Rinnegan...?"
"Hanzo, although I still don't understand what's going on. The intelligence says you were defeated by Nagato, so why did you get the Rinnegan? But once I defeat you, everything will become clear."
With a sharp, low shout, Jiraiya fixed his gaze on Tendo Hanzo, his killing intent palpable!
Damn it, could it be that Hanzo killed Nagato and stole his Rinnegan...?
Changing identities to mislead the public? Hmm, it's probably just a smokescreen for public perception.
After all, the Rinnegan involves too many interests, and it would be difficult for Hanzo, a well-known public figure, to hide it.
"Defeat me? Don't forget that you were once my defeated opponent. The title of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha is a pitiful consolation I gave you out of respect for Konoha's victory."
“Go back, Jiraiya. If you don’t want to start a war between Konoha and Amegakure…” Tendo Hanzo’s eyes turned cold as he put on airs, trying to get Jiraiya to back down on his own.
But as soon as he spoke, Jiraiya's competitive spirit exploded. "Hanzo, I admit that our victory back then was due to the advantages we Sannin had over the village's overall situation. But now, I am no longer the Jiraiya I once was!"
As he spoke, Jiraiya bit his finger, rapidly forming hand seals and slamming his hand on the ground. "Remember, the one standing before you now is the white-haired boy of Mount Myōboku, the toad sage, Lord Jiraiya!!"
'Spiritual communication techniques...'
With a bang, Gamabunta's enormous body appeared out of thin air, and Jiraiya stood on top of Gamabunta's head, flicking his long hair and striking an arrogant pose.
"Hanzo, don't try to intimidate me with war. Even if you had the Rinnegan, you wouldn't dare to go to war with Konoha now. Also, don't underestimate me, the Toad Sage Jiraiya..."
"A sage? Hmph, is this just the confidence of a great power again?" A hint of mockery and disdain flashed in Tendo Hanzo's eyes, and he instantly thought of the left eye that Sasuke had taken from him.
These arrogant and domineering ninjas from powerful nations have no idea about the suffering of their small country.
Whether it's the Rinnegan or the parents who were mistakenly killed by Konoha ninjas in that battle.
Then, we have no choice but to use force!
"Bunta, be careful of that guy. His poison skills are very powerful, so be careful not to inhale even a drop." Jiraiya warned cautiously, his eyes sharp as he watched Tendo Hanzo grip his scythe, poised to strike.
Ninja battles are battles of intelligence, and in this respect, he and Hanzo were evenly matched because of their past battles.
Although his opponent now possesses the Rinnegan, which makes him wary, his trump card, Sage Mode, is unknown to the opponent.
Moreover, according to intelligence, Hanzo has only possessed the Rinnegan for a short time, and this should be his weakest point.
This is his chance!
"Go, Bunta!" Without hesitation, Jiraiya gave the order and made the first move.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to introduce himself and summon Gamabunta in advance is his way of gaining the upper hand. He must not let the opponent summon the Salamander, that poison-attribute summoning beast.
"Toad Cross Slash".
In the blink of an eye, almost at the same time Jiraiya shouted, Bunta leaped up and drew his forty-meter-long sword.
Using his body weight to lunge forward, the gleaming greatsword, as sharp as lightning, tore through nearby high-rise buildings and slashed towards the top of Tendou Hanzo's head.
Yet, despite the immense weight of this thunderous strike, Hanzo's reaction made Jiraiya feel uneasy.
According to his calculations, Hanzo's Body Flicker Technique would definitely be able to dodge this move, and his current hesitation is precisely to adapt to the situation at that moment.
However, Tendou Hanzo calmly propped himself up with one hand, his gaze as still as a deep well, seemingly ignoring Bunta's attack!
The next instant, just as Bunta's sword was almost touching the top of Tendo's head, and Jiraiya couldn't help but be about to strike.
"Shinra Tensei".
Suddenly, Tendao Hanzang spoke with an indifferent and calm demeanor, as steady as Mount Tai.
"boom--"
"What?!" In an instant, Gamabunta, who was about to cleave the greatsword down, felt a tremendous repulsive force coming from the blade. Before he could react, the forty-meter-long greatsword was out of his hand...
"Masaka!!" Jiraiya exclaimed in surprise, immediately flicking his white hair and forming hand seals, 'Ninja Art: Lion's Mane Technique.'
In the blink of an eye, Jiraiya's long hair transformed into a long rope and wrapped around Bunta's neck, preventing him from being directly blasted away.
On the other hand, Bunta was in a terrible situation. Caught off guard, the immense force sent it flying over 100 meters into the air, crashing into two abandoned buildings before finally coming to a stop.
"Ouch, that hurts! I feel like I've broken several ribs. Jiraiya, why didn't you warn me about such important information?" Bunta struggled to his feet, staring warily at the person opposite him as he shouted angrily.
"I'm sorry, Bunta, I just found out about this myself." Jiraiya quickly pulled back his white hair and sighed apologetically, looking at Tendo Hanzo opposite him with eyes full of fear.
Is that the power of the Rinnegan? Hanzo actually mastered the Rinnegan so quickly.
Damn it, it seems I have to go all out!
It's not just for Nagato and the others, but also for Konoha to gather intelligence.
"Bunta, go back and rest. Until we find the weakness of that technique, there's no point in you staying here except getting beaten up!"
"Damn it, this is the first time I've been seriously injured right after my first appearance. Jiraiya, I'll go back and warn Hiro and the others. Once you find their weakness, summon them to show that guy how powerful the Toad Clan of Mount Myōboku is!" Gamabunta shouted unwillingly, and with a bang, he and his long sword turned into white smoke.
"Have you run out of tricks? Well, now it's my turn." On the other side, Tendo Hanzo spoke indifferently, waving one hand and pointing at Jiraiya.
"The Heavenly Guidance of All Things..."
Just as Jiraiya was about to make his move, he suddenly felt his body lighten and involuntarily flew backward toward his opponent.
Just as he was flying backward, Tendo Hanzo swung his scythe, revealing a chilling glint.
"Magnetic Release or Gravity? But that's underestimating me, Jiraiya!" In the critical moment, Jiraiya remained calm and quickly formed hand seals.
"Ninjutsu: Needle Jizo."
Almost instantly, when Jiraiya was a foot away from Hanzo, his long hair flew wildly, hardened, and enveloped his entire body, turning him into a sharp hedgehog as he charged straight at him.
[Trying to turn defense into offense? Well, this is my chance too.] A strange glint flashed in Hanzo's eyes. Under Jiraiya's surprised gaze, he was unceremoniously stabbed into a pincushion, his body instantly riddled with holes…
"Hanzo, why didn't you use your ability to knock me away? And with an attack like that, you shouldn't have been unable to dodge it with your Body Flicker Technique." Something was definitely amiss, and the experienced Jiraiya immediately did a backflip to create some distance and asked probingly.
"Yes, that's true. But why should I avoid it?" Tendo Hanzo's gaze was indifferent, and he gave a cold smile.
Just as Jiraiya was about to press for more information, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes widened in horror. "No, that's..."
Instead of bleeding, Hanzo's body, which had been pierced by his hair, emitted a faint purplish-black poisonous mist.
"Impossible. Even if Hanzo was skilled in poisons, he couldn't possibly conceal poison all over his body. Or rather, it's impossible for any human to do that. Unless..."
At this point, Jiraiya's breath hitched, and staring at Hanzo, he couldn't help but make a bold guess.
"Unless you are no longer human!!"
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