Zabuza looked at Kimimaro, who took a fighting stance, then at Haku, who had a look of admiration, then at Masahiko, who was serious, and felt a strong headache.
“Well, you can’t be one of the Seven Legendary Swordsman since you don’t have one of the Legendary Swords. Did they kick you out, boy?”
Well, in his defense, there are only two of the seven swords in Kirigakure, and their wielders were still alive. Thus, Zabuza didn’t have the chance to get one.
Slightly annoyed, Zabuza pointed his long sword at Masahiko.
All of his attention was placed on Masahiko since he looked suspicious.
As for Kimimaro, although he belonged to the Kaguya Clan, he was still young, so he didn’t take him seriously.
Masahiko wasn’t happy when he pointed that sword at him, “You wanna fight?”
“Don’t disrespect God!” Kimimaro rushed up with a bone in his hand.
“God? More like a mad man!”
Kimimaro swung and waved again and again.
Regardless of whether its skills or strength, Kimimaro was far from Zabuza’s level.
The bone blade and long sword collided, and Kimimaro flew back upside down but was held by Masahiko, who put him back on the ground.
Having lost to these people who disrespected his god, Kimimaro was very ashamed, and bones gradually started piercing his skin.
“There are still awakened people from the Kaguya Clan?” Zabuza looked surprised, then he glanced at Masahiko again, “Give this child to me.”
“Give me money!”
The scene got extremely embarrassing.
Masahiko scratched his head; he forgot his purpose for a moment… and felt guilty looking at Kimimaro’s shocked expression.
“I won’t give him to you even for money!”
Kimimaro came back to life.
“Yes, I’m a god, and one will not abandon his believers!”
“God!” Kimimaro was touched.
“In this case, I have to chop off this pretending head first.”
“Water Release: Hiding in Mist Technique!”
Along with Haku’s worried shouts, the vision of everyone got gradually obscured by the thick fog.
Masahiko interrupted quickly and folded his hands together, but Zabuza rushed at him.
“I won’t spare you even if you beg for mercy…”
“Who wants to beg for mercy? I’m just making a hand sign.”
“Water Release: Hiding in Mist Technique!”
The fog became thicker. Zabuza was relying on his Chakra that he originally released with the mist to sense the position of the other, but Masahiko’s Chakra has interspersed, and now he couldn’t perceive anything.
Masahiko nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the thick mist.
“Zabuza-San!” Haku shouted anxiously.
“I guess this is fair since he used it first.”
Masahiko said, while holding Kimimaro.
Zabuza has never seen anyone who cracked his silent killing technique in this way.
“God? What shall we do now?” Kimimaro asked.
Masahiko scratched his head. He was also asking the same question.
Having successfully abducted Kimimaro, he now met Haku, and he thought he maybe should abduct him too.
But Zabuza is a hassle.
These two “tools get along with each other” it will not be easy to separate them.
“Should I abduct Zabuza too?” Masahiko felt a little reluctant. Abducting two kids is okay, but a grown young man at the age of twenty is a bit too much.
As he pondered, a strong wind blew behind him, and Zabuza finally found Masahiko.
Kimimaro reacted on time and hurriedly used a bone to parry the long sword.
“God! Be careful!”
Kimimaro was bushed back by Zabuza’s tremendous force but didn’t bump into Masahiko.
Masahiko had disappeared in place and appeared beside Haku.
“He can’t use the silent killing technique. Kimimaro should be able to hold him back for two minutes.”
The sound of the blades colliding kept emitting not for away, but Masahiko focused on Haku in front of him.
After pondering for a moment, he showed a gentle smile, “Little girl, do you believe in God? I’m god…”
Haku held an ice blade in his hand, fully guarded, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Masahiko.
“Stop, I know you’re a boy, don’t need to explain.” Masahiko sighed. He’s not Naruto. He could tell the difference between a man and a woman.
But looking at that “beautiful” face on the other side… Masahiko didn’t want to admit it.
“I don’t believe in God.”
Masahiko scratched his head. Why didn’t Orochimaru kidnap this kid? Masahiko was in urgent need of some “kidnapping instructions.”
“Follow me, and I will give you a purpose to live?” Masahiko had a slight headache, why is he having such a hard time?
Haku didn’t know how to reply.
Fortunately, Kimimaro flew over and was held by Masahiko again, breaking this embarrassing moment.
Zabuza came over and looked at Masahiko and Haku in front of him with a bit of hesitation.
“Who are you?!”
“Zabuza-San!” Haku ran over, but Masahiko didn’t stop him.
He could see that when Haku ran to Zabuza’s side, the latter let out a sigh of relief.
“How troublesome…” Masahiko sighed. It seems that Haku is already clung to Zabuza, and the latter doesn’t completely treat him as a tool. It would be difficult to separate them.
“Zabuza, do you believe in God?”
Masahiko lifted the Hiding in Mist Technique, and the fog dissipated.
“Sure enough, you don’t believe it…” Masahiko looked pitiful.
“Forget it, Kimimaro, let’s go.” Masahiko took the slightly injured Kimimaro and left.
Zabuza didn’t pursue, he wasn’t sure of winning, and Masahiko didn’t give him the opportunity to talk.
The two of them drifted away, and a voice suddenly echoed in Zabuza’s ears, “I’m Uzumaki Masahiko, the Great Elder of the Uzumaki Clan. If you have nowhere to go, you can come to the Land of Whirlpools to find me. Although I don’t like you very much, that kid with you has great potential. If you join the Uzumaki, I will give you the Kubikiribocho sword.”
Zabuza stopped for a while, then he frowned.
“Zabuza… San?” Haku called him softly.
“So he’s an unreliable person as in the rumors? I was underestimated…”
“God, I’m sorry, I couldn’t beat him.” Kimimaro was very ashamed.
Masahiko shook his head, “You’re still young. You will be able to beat him very soon.”
Although the Kaguya Clansmen who awakened the Shikotsumyaku have a short lifespan, they reach the level of a Jonin as soon as they reach adulthood, and they can be even stronger than most of Jonin. As for Kimimaro, the potential doesn’t stop there.
“His disease… I don’t know if my medical Ninjutsu and pharmaceutical skill can cure him.” Masahiko squinted slightly, then he was taken aback.
In his field vision, a familiar figure appeared.
Before Masahiko could speak, Kimimaro rushed quickly but was kicked back and fainted out instantly.
“Wait, I’m not a ninja from Kirigakure.” The familiar hoarse voice emitted.
Masahiko smiled and said to himself, “I’ve finally met you again. Fortunately, I didn’t give up… Orochimaru.”