In the Land of Rain, under the hosting of the so-called demigod Hanzo, the peace conference between Sunagakure, Iwagakure, and Konoha officially began.
“Tsk tsk, add two more people and we could hold a Five Kage Summit.”
Putting the so-called Kage hat in front of him, Yun Qing marveled.
“Hehe, Lord Kazekage is really young.” Hiruzen Sarutobi smiled gently.
“Hypocritical guy.” Mu disdained.
“Still better than hiding your head and showing your tail, old man.”
“Haha, just a junior.”
“The giant wave of the era has already overturned, the old should depart.”
“Hmph, is that so?
That guy Tobirama didn’t die too quickly.”
Cross swords with words?
Watching the two old foxes putting on a crazy act, Yun Qing felt his horizons were broadened.
After glancing at the two, Yun Qing began to scan the attendees.
Sitting in the host’s seat, Hanzo’s face was ashen, and even the mask couldn’t cover the murderous aura on his body.
Standing behind Mu were Onoki and the Four-Tails Jinchuriki Roshi, both of whom he recognized.
They had fought on the battlefield and were currently glaring at him.
Yun Qing mainly focused on the three who would later be known as the Sannin.
The head-shaking Jiraiya, the blonde busty beauty Tsunade, and the one affectionately known by the world as Uncle Snake, Orochimaru.
As if feeling Yun Qing’s gaze, the three glared at him together, and their seamless aura was quite intimidating.
“Interesting, worthy of the Sannin, the protagonists of this era.”
Feeling the oppressive aura, he secretly made a hand gesture to stop Sunasuke, and Yun Qing smiled and looked back.
Feeling the change in the aura in the room, Mu and Hiruzen Sarutobi also stopped their “discussion.”
“Interesting, Sarutobi’s three disciples, just right, let them test the Kazekage’s mettle.”
After a slight surprise, Hanzo quickly calmed down.
“This is good too.
I heard these three silly kids have decent strength and can test each other.
No matter which side suffers a loss, we can take the opportunity to take advantage.”
Mu sneered in his heart.
He didn’t have the attitude of an ally towards Konoha at all; after Sunagakure withdrew, they were enemies.
“Oh my, getting impatient, but it doesn’t matter.
With the three of them joining forces, they can test the Kazekage.”
After Hiruzen Sarutobi slightly frowned in dissatisfaction, he still consoled himself.
After all, they were his direct disciples and needed to be taken care of.
Who told them to be his strongest supporters.
As for the others, after seeing Yun Qing’s gesture, Sunasuke didn’t care.
Onoki and Roshi held the mentality of watching the fun without minding if it blew up, waiting to see Orochimaru and the other two make a fool of themselves.
The two of them had been the main force fighting Yun Qing head-on, especially Roshi, and even now they couldn’t forget that suffocation.
Being completely suppressed, the endless stream of strange attacks, the chakra reserves comparable to a Tailed Beast, it really wasn’t something a normal person could endure.
If Roshi wasn’t also considered a perfect Jinchuriki, they would have been dead long ago.
The clash of auras gradually began, but anyone with discerning eyes could see at a glance that Orochimaru and the other two were losing.
Three people fighting one, and sweat was gradually appearing on their foreheads.
However, thanks to the fact that everyone in the room was a big shot, even the weakest, Orochimaru and the other two, were at the quasi-Kage level.
Ordinary Jonin wouldn’t even be able to stay in here right now.
“Interesting.
No wonder in the original story, the three of them, not even at Kage-level, could fight Hanzo to a draw.
Not to mention their hidden methods, just this temperament is enough.”
Yun Qing was slightly surprised by the intensity of the three.
He inherited Irene’s abilities and memories, and after perfectly fusing them, along with the careful teachings of Shamon, Chiyo, and others, his temperament and strength had been completely reborn.
Far surpassing ordinary people.
Perhaps out of appreciation for the original story, or appreciation for the three, Yun Qing gradually increased his own aura.
“Hateful, Hiruzen Sarutobi, Danzo Shimura, and Kagami Uchiha are already hard enough to deal with, and now the next generation of disciples has grown up.
Where is the path for our Iwagakure.”
Mu clenched his fists, the fluctuations in his heart overturning rivers and seas.
“Sigh, where should Amegakure go.”
Hanzo thought with lonely eyes.
As a standout among Kage-level fighters, his title of demigod was fought for by himself.
“Sigh, let them be.
Being able to experience the oppression of a Kage-level is also a benefit for them.”
Shaking his head and suppressing the thought of stopping it, after comparing, Hiruzen Sarutobi decided that even if he took less advantage later, he couldn’t stop it.
His own disciples, he couldn’t bear to attack them, so let someone else do it.
He could see that Yun Qing had no intention of killing them.
“How is this possible?
Is this the true strength of a Kage-level?
Even with three people fighting, it can’t make him flinch.”
Jiraiya roared crazily in his heart.
Graduating from the ninja academy, taking Hiruzen Sarutobi, the candidate Hokage, as a teacher, being taught by a Kage-level, and often mixing with the Kage-level experts of Konoha’s current generation, he was proud.
Especially after receiving the inheritance from Mount Myoboku, his usual playfulness couldn’t cover his inner pride.
“I underestimated the people of the world.
Is this the demeanor of a village’s Kage?”
Orochimaru sighed in his heart.
He always thought the gap between him and his teacher wasn’t big anymore, but now he realized he had been looking at the sky from the bottom of a well.
“Kage-level?” Tsunade gritted her teeth and persisted, “I will definitely reach it sooner or later.”
The pride of the Senju clan made Tsunade unwilling to admit defeat.
Her grandfather was the God of Shinobi, Hashirama Senju, her granduncle was the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, her teacher was the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, and her martial uncles were the Darkness of Shinobi, Danzo Shimura, and Kagami Uchiha.
She grew up with a golden spoon in her mouth.
Why should a Kage from Sunagakure suppress her?
Tsunade’s pride made her gradually become the leader of the three’s aura.
Feeling Tsunade’s change, the two who were already faintly showing signs of retreating began to grit their teeth and persist again.
“Interesting, no wonder Tsunade will become the Fifth Hokage.
Just this persistence is enough.”
Yun Qing had always been curious why Koharu Utatane and Homura Mitokado supported Tsunade in the original story.
Why could a woman who had left the village for over a decade inherit the position of Hokage?
Over a decade, nearly twenty years, is enough time for a village to change a whole generation, yet an old hag could still directly inherit it.
The reasons behind this were worth thinking about.
“Since you want to come at me, then let’s give you something fierce.”
As Yun Qing made up his mind, the aura he had been suppressing was like floodwaters released from a dam, flowing out of control.
The aura of Tsunade’s group was like leaves fluttering in the wind and a small boat in a rainstorm, scattering with the wind.
“Enough, thank you Lord Kazekage for your guidance.”
Just as Tsunade and the other two couldn’t hold on, a soft sigh came, and at the same time, two true Kage-level auras confronted Yun Qing.
One was upright and peaceful, not looking like a ninja at all, and the other was like a sharp sword, advancing indomitably.
The upright and peaceful one was Hiruzen Sarutobi, and the one like a sharp sword was the white-haired young man who suddenly appeared beside Hiruzen Sarutobi.
Everyone else looked warily at the white-haired young man who suddenly appeared.
Everyone present was Kage-level, and Mu was even a sensory type, but they hadn’t noticed the white-haired young man before at all.
Yun Qing looked at the white-haired young man with interest.
This was fun.
No wonder Hiruzen Sarutobi didn’t bring his good friends Danzo Shimura or Kagami Uchiha, but instead brought his three disciples.
It turned out there was such an assassination-type ninja hidden in the dark.
Regardless of the potential of the three, not being a Kage-level meant being a step behind.
“Sakumo Hatake, greets all the lords.”
The white-haired young man, Sakumo Hatake, bowed respectfully.