Renya pulled a pill from his ninja tool pouch and swallowed it without hesitation.
Hanzō of the Salamander narrowed his eyes at the sight. He didn’t believe that pill, which looked so ordinary, could possibly neutralize the poison of the salamander.
The venom of the salamander was far more potent than most people could comprehend. In his eyes, Renya was already poisoned. If he didn’t take the antidote imdiately, his body would soon succumb.
"Poison Master, this is the antidote." Hanzō tossed another pill toward him.
Since Renya had only been exposed to the toxic mist and the poison hadn’t yet fully spread throughout his body, taking the antidote now still offered him a chance to survive.
But it was still the sa: Uchiha Renya could die, but he must not die in Agakure.
"Heh, you don’t need to worry." Renya sneered. "If your poison is only at this level, then it can’t hurt ."
Even before the words had finished leaving his mouth, the purplish tinge of poison on his skin faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"You really neutralized my poison?" Hanzō’s expression sank, and his grip on the sickle in his hand tightened instinctively.
He had thought Uchiha Renya was just arrogant and conceited, but it turned out the man really did have a way.
No wonder he had earned the title of "Deadly Poison Master."
For the first ti, Hanzō’s gaze toward Renya carried a deep and undeniable killing intent.
For the sake of Agakure’s future, he couldn’t allow this man to live any longer.
Hanzō intended to use the salamander’s poison as a weapon against the great nations, so that the Land of Rain could break free from being bullied and oppressed. Yet even before the war had properly begun, soone had already created an antidote to his poison.
That ant Agakure had no advantage left against Konoha.
Now there was only one option: kill Uchiha Renya to prevent this disaster.
So what if it ant offending Konoha? Agakure had already lost too much—what more could they lose?
If worst ca to worst, then war with Konoha it would be. Under his command, even if they couldn’t defeat Konoha, they would still tear away a piece of flesh from the great nation.
If bla was to be placed, then it would be on Uchiha Renya for inventing an antidote to the salamander’s poison.
"You want to kill ?" Renya’s Sharingan captured every tiny shift in Hanzō’s expression—including the killing intent etched across his face.
He had already guessed what was going through Hanzō’s mind.
After all, when your trump card was broken, anyone would feel the urge to kill.
Rain poured down in torrents, washing over broken stone and scorched earth.
Hanzō’s eyes turned utterly cold, his murderous aura spreading like a tangible force.
"Tsk, what a hassle." Renya sighed helplessly.
He had only co here to test Hanzō’s strength, yet sohow the man had developed a desire to kill him.
What was supposed to be a spar was now turning into a fight to the death. How did that even make sense?
If he had known it would turn out like this, he wouldn’t have co over to join in the fun. He would’ve stayed in the cave, cooking als for Hashirama and Madara.
"Forgive , Poison Master. Your existence has beco a threat to Agakure. I cannot allow you to leave alive." Hanzō’s muffled voice ca through his mask.
He knew his actions were dishonorable, but for Agakure’s sake, it had to be done.
When Uchiha Renya was dead, he would bury him with his own hands.
"You want to kill ?" Renya’s expression grew cold. "Then we’ll see if Hanzō of the Salamander really has what it takes."
"Whether I do or not—you’ll find out soon enough!"
The words had barely left his mouth before Hanzō’s figure vanished, his speed greater than before!
"Body Flicker Technique?" Renya’s Sharingan spun, tracking Hanzō’s afterimage. This ti, however, his speed was far faster than earlier.
Clearly, the man had been holding back in their previous exchanges.
"Iai—Instant Slash!"
"Clang—!"
The sickle cut through the rain, aiming directly for Renya’s throat! Renya raised his blade in ti to block, but Hanzō’s strength was greater than before. Sparks erupted as their blades collided.
When the strike failed to land, Hanzō imdiately pulled back to widen the distance.
"Has your strength increased?" Hanzō narrowed his eyes. "It seems you weren’t fighting seriously just now either."
"If this is the extent of your power, then you’ll never kill ." Renya remained calm and composed.
From their exchanges, Renya could tell that Hanzō indeed had strength, but compared to himself, there was still a considerable gap.
From Renya’s estimate, without relying on the salamander’s poison, Hanzō was only slightly stronger than Uncle Hashirama.
He still didn’t know what Uchiha Madara had done, but sohow Senju Hashirama’s condition hadn’t worsened further. Instead, it had even improved a little...
Hanzō didn’t respond. His hands blurred through seals—he was about to get serious.
"Summoning Jutsu: Salamander!"
Boom!
A huge plu of smoke burst forth, and a salamander tens of ters long crashed onto the battlefield, its entire body radiating a thick, poisonous purple mist.
The giant salamander opened its maw and spewed out a dense cloud of violet poison, instantly covering the entire battlefield! Everywhere the mist touched, even the rain turned a dark purple, and the air filled with a suffocating, foul stench.
Renya stood at the center of the battlefield, the poison swirling all around him—yet he remained completely unhard.
"Your poison is useless against ." A faint smile tugged at the corner of Renya’s lips.
The antidote he had developed easily neutralized the salamander’s venom, ensuring that he wouldn’t be poisoned for a considerable ti.
Hanzō’s breath hitched, his pupils contracting sharply.
His poison... had truly been completely neutralized?!
"Impossible...!" Hanzō growled, his hands flying through seals as chakra erupted from his body.
Under the influence of the poisonous haze, the rain pouring from the sky turned a deep purple. Every drop carried lethal venom, and the deadly rain cascaded downward.
Renya simply chuckled lightly, standing calmly in place as the poisonous rain soaked his body.
"I told you, your poison is useless against ."
At last, Hanzō realized—this youth wasn’t joking. His poison had no effect on him whatsoever.
"In that case..." Hanzō’s gaze turned utterly frigid. "Then I’ll kill you with pure force!"
No matter what, Uchiha Renya had to die here. He could not be allowed to return alive to Konoha. Otherwise, his poisonous advantage would vanish completely.
Even before this, Agakure was no match for Konoha. And if his poison was useless, then defeating Konoha was utterly impossible.
Only by killing Uchiha Renya could they hold onto any hope of victory!
"Body Flicker Technique!"
His figure disappeared in an instant, his speed breaking through its limits. The next mont, he reappeared directly before Renya, his sickle already slashing down rcilessly.
If this strike landed, Renya’s head and body would be separated!
"Why use the sa move twice?" Renya calmly tracked the attack’s trajectory with precision, lifting his blade to block the sickle once more.
"Dammit, don’t underestimate !"
Hanzō’s assault ca like a raging storm, each strike of his sickle carrying the force to split stone and shatter mountains.
Renya was driven backward step by step, yet his gaze remained steady and composed.
"Your speed is good," Renya said suddenly. "But it’s still not enough."
With those words, he flung three kunai from his waist. They sliced through the air, aid at the space where Hanzō was moving.
"Petty tricks!" Hanzō scoffed, easily dodging the kunai.
"Oh? Then you’d better be careful." A sly smile curled at Renya’s lips.
At that instant, unease suddenly rose within Hanzō’s heart.
Before he could even react, Renya’s figure vanished.
"Flying Thunder God!"
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