EBE Chapter 786 No Cure for the Poison
Chapter 786 No Cure for the Poison
"Hey, Demigod, if your poison is really that incurable, the Second Shinobi World War wouldn't have ended in such a crushing defeat. Are you still living in the past?"
As Zhang Hai spoke, he slowly sheathed his sword. He walked up to Hanzo, looking directly into Hanzo's shocked eyes, his face showing no signs of poisoning.
Hanzo utterly collapsed. His last trump card, his prized poison, had been completely ineffective against this brat! He realized that he had truly been utterly defeated by a child he had once looked down upon. The name of demigod, at this moment, had become a complete joke.
Hanzo's defeat was no accident. He underestimated Zhang Hai, had no information about Zhang Hai's strength, and naturally didn't know how to deal with him. Just as the Raikage had countered him, Zhang Hai completely countered Hanzo. Hanzo's poison techniques were utterly useless against Zhang Hai, who possessed the Sharingan and the Sage Body. His swordsmanship appeared crude and inadequate compared to Zhang Hai's "man and sword as one" mastery. His Body Flicker Technique, while fast, was inferior to Zhang Hai's dynamic tracking under the Sharingan and his own Body Flicker Technique (although slightly inferior to Minato Namikaze's Flying Thunder God Technique). As for his prized "Exploding Flame Formation," it was clearly seen through by Zhang Hai's Sharingan and posed no threat whatsoever. The only thing that surpassed Hanzo might have been his massive chakra reserves, but Zhang Hai didn't give him a chance to unleash any large-scale ninjutsu before subduing him with a single strike.
Seeing Zhang Hai sheath his sword with an expressionless face, Hanzo felt as if he had aged ten years in an instant. That calm demeanor indicated that Zhang Hai considered defeating him a matter of course, without even the slightest excitement or pride.
Hanzo's heart was filled with bitterness. He spoke with difficulty, a trace of resentment in his eyes.
“Zhang Hai… I’ll remember that name.” Hanzo’s tone was heavy. “What is your purpose in coming to Amegakure?”
Zhang Hai didn't answer immediately. He looked around and gave Bai a wink.
Bai understood. Several crystal-clear ice needles instantly appeared in her hand, flashing cold light in mid-air, accurately piercing the throats of several Rain Ninjas who were still in a daze. The Rain Ninjas didn't even have time to let out a scream before collapsing limply to the ground.
When Hanzo saw Haku make his move, a flash of surprise and anger crossed his eyes.
"you!"
Zhang Hai countered, "Lord Hanzo, you don't want news of your defeat to spread and damage your reputation, do you? Isn't it good that I'm helping you eliminate these witnesses?"
Banyou's words left Hanzo speechless. Although he was furious, he also understood that if news of his defeat to a brat got out, it would be a huge blow to his reputation as a "demigod".
Seeing Hanzo's expression, Zhang Hai knew that the other party had tacitly agreed. He smiled, his tone carrying a hint of invitation.
"Then, Lord Hanzo, may we find a quiet place to talk?"
Hanzo gave Zhang Hai a deep look, and finally agreed. He knew that faced with absolute power, he had no other choice.
Upon arriving at Hanzo's headquarters, Hanzo put his mask back on and led the way. The place was heavily guarded, with sentries every three steps and vigilant ninjas hidden in every corner, reflecting Hanzo's cautious and suspicious nature.
Upon entering the innermost room, the three sat down. Hanzo didn't beat around the bush; he bluntly told Zhang Hai, "You've come to me because you need something. Just say it. If I can do it, I'll grant your request."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hai was somewhat surprised. The Hanzo before him was completely different from the arrogant "demigod" of the Second Shinobi World War, who had attempted to change the landscape of the ninja world. The former Hanzo had been so arrogant and confident, never taking anyone seriously. But now, he had become so sensible and so low-key.
Zhang Hai stopped saying what he had prepared. Since Hanzo was in this state now, it saved him a lot of trouble.
Zhang Hai looked directly at Hanzo and stated his purpose clearly: "I have established an organization called 'Zero.' I am now formally inviting you to join."
Zhang Hai's purpose was clear: he came here to subdue Hanzo and prepare for him to obtain the Rinnegan.
Upon hearing Zhang Hai's invitation, Hanzo refused without any interest. He said indifferently, "Join an organization? I have no reason to give up my position as the leader of Amegakure to join some random organization."
Zhang Hai was not angry; he continued to smile, his eyes full of confidence.
"Demigod, we share the same dream. You once wanted to change the landscape of the ninja world and free Amegakure from the oppression of the great powers. And I have the same dream. However, my goal is more thorough than yours, not limited to Amegakure, but the entire ninja world."
Hanzo remained unmoved, his narrow gaze fixed on Zhang Hai, his tone filled with skepticism: "Change the ninja world's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or landscape of the ninja world)? What makes you think you can?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Hai slowly held his sword horizontally in front of him. The blade gleamed with a cold, sharp light in the dim room. His eyes were confident, and his tone resolute.
"With my sword! With my will! With my spirit! And... a group of like-minded friends!"
Zhang Hai paused, his tone laced with seduction: "Once you join the organization, I will reveal more information about it to you."
Looking at the ambitious Zhang Hai before him, Hanzo's eyes were somewhat dazed, as if he were seeing his own spirited self from years past. However, the crushing defeat in the Second Shinobi World War made him see reality clearly.
He shook his head, a hint of weariness in his voice: "The five great nations are powerful, with many strong individuals. For an organization to want to change the landscape of the ninja world is simply a pipe dream, completely unrealistic."
Upon hearing Hanzo's words, Zhang Hai's face showed disappointment. He retorted, "Demigod, do you really believe that Amegakure deserves to be a battlefield between major ninja villages? Deserving to be bullied like a helpless woman?"
Zhang Hai's tone carried a hint of provocation, even a touch of sarcasm: "If you don't even have this much ambition, then you're really not suited to join my organization."
Faced with Zhang Hai's almost mocking words, the flames hidden deep within Hanzo's heart were instantly ignited! He was once a demigod in the ninja world, the leader of Amegakure! How could he tolerate being looked down upon like this?
Hanzo's eyes flashed with anger. He slammed his hand on the table and said in a deep voice, "I can join your organization! But at least you have to show me hope for change!"
Despite the demigod's relenting, Zhang Hai did not reveal his true thoughts; a gentle smile remained on his face.