I'm doing Jujutsu Kaisen in the ninja world.

Shinji, wielding the blood-stained blade, did not immediately give chase. Instead, he seemed to be answering his own question, “Under normal conditions, the blood flow rate is approximately between 12.5 cm/s and 14 cm/s. However, when a person engages in strenuous exercise, the blood flow rate increases to meet the blood supply needs of various organs and parts of the body.”

"Therefore, when blood flow accelerates to a certain level, the limits of the human body can be broken, even if this special state beyond the limit cannot be maintained for too long and will cause great damage to the body."

"So here's the next question: how long could you hold out against me in this state?"

The immense pressure was overwhelming, and Bai felt as if he was about to suffocate. However, faced with such a terrifying enemy, he did not back down, beg for mercy, or allow himself to be defeated by the enemy's words.

"The timer... has started."

"Ice Release Secret Technique: Demonic Mirror Ice Crystal!"

Bai bit his tongue hard, forcibly restoring his will while squeezing out all the remaining chakra in his body, betting it all on this move!

"Lord Zabuza, I'm sorry. Haku... may no longer be able to stay by your side."

. . . . . .

Three seconds later, more than a dozen ice mirrors shattered instantly, turning into a sky full of ice crystals.

Meanwhile, Haku's true form, hidden within the ice mirror, collapsed from exhaustion under Shinji's relentless and unreasonable attacks.

"It shouldn't be too late to go back now, right?"

"I hope that idiot wasn't cut to pieces and is waiting for me to rescue him."

With the bloodstain on his forehead gone, Shinji muttered a few words to himself, then casually picked up Shiro and returned the way he came.

He finished the appetizers, but the main course was still waiting for him.

[Chapter 27. You've Been Cursed by Me]

Jingle bells!

The sounds of weapons clashing rang out like a sudden storm!

One of the figures wielded a decapitation sword over two meters long, and each swing of it exuded a powerful and awe-inspiring presence!

His opponent was a bald man wielding two watermelon knives.

The area around the two men was littered with decapitated corpses.

After that eerie mist dissipated, it swallowed the lives of all of Mira Penn's guards.

Mira Pong herself, however, was spared from death thanks to Hidan's protection.

If Shinji hadn't specifically warned him before chasing after them, Hidan really wouldn't have wanted to get involved.

After all, he's good at killing, but he's never learned how to protect people!

So Mira Poon was lucky; when Zabuza was about to attack, Hidan instinctively kicked him down, preventing him from being cut in half.

Then he grabbed two watermelon knives and started slashing people!

Despite the thick fog around him, Zabuza's attack also revealed his presence.

Although it was only a fleeting moment, it was still enough for Hidan to launch an attack based on his intuition.

Perhaps angered by Hidan's attack, Zabuza abandoned the Hidden Mist Technique and began to fight him with all his might!

Hidan, on the other hand, was overjoyed, thinking that if he could offer such a fine sacrifice, the Jashin would surely be very happy!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Hidan's expression grew increasingly frenzied, and his sword strikes became faster and faster, making it seem as if he was suppressing Zabuza's attacks.

Throughout the entire process, Zabuza's gaze remained unchanged, and his movements did not falter in the slightest.

It's as if being suppressed and beaten doesn't even exist.

Because in his eyes, there are only two kinds of people: the dead and those who are about to be killed by him!

And this loud and arrogant young man is undoubtedly the second type of person!

Ding ding ding...

"Hahaha, I've made up my mind, I'm going to sacrifice you to the evil god!"

Amidst his maniacal laughter, Hidan swung his two swords at Zabuza's neck and waist, while nonchalantly stepping into a puddle.

"Now!"

Zabuza's eyes narrowed, and the backup plan he had prepared at some point immediately came into play.

The puddle instantly transformed into his water clone, and he suddenly hugged Hidan from behind.

Although it was only a short time before Hidan forcibly broke free, this delay not only allowed Zabuza to escape Hidan's attack range first, but also allowed the Executioner's Blade to swing and whistle towards him!

puff!

Hidan's arm flew off.

If an ordinary person were faced with such a terrifying decapitation blade, their first reaction would definitely be to dodge and parry, in order to avoid being cut in two.

But Hidan advanced instead of retreating at that instant!

This not only allowed him to avoid being cut in half at the cost of an arm, but also bought him a chance to fight back.

Swish!

With his remaining hand gripping the machete tightly, he recklessly swung it toward Zabuza's head.

Even Zabuza, a veteran of countless battles and a killer of many lives, was somewhat shaken by Hidan's madness at this moment.

He could have simply drawn his sword and slashed horizontally to cut the opponent in half, but was it worth it?

Zabuza, who did not want to perish together with Hidan, hesitated for only a moment before choosing to retreat and avoid the danger.

After all, the other party had already lost an arm and was constantly losing blood.

If we can regroup and fight again, it will almost certainly be a victory!

In this situation, why would you trade your life for the other party's?

Has your brain gotten waterlogged?

Zabuza's idea was perfectly reasonable; anyone in his situation would have made the same choice.

The variable lies precisely here!

Hidan's life-or-death strike failed to kill Zabuza, only leaving a slight cut on Zabuza's face.

But seeing the blood droplet teetering on the tip of his knife, Hidan could no longer hold back and began to laugh wildly!

Are you ready to face God's judgment?

"You are now cursed by me. Begin the ritual!"

With a ferocious grin on his face, Hidan stuck out his tongue and licked the blood droplets from the tip of his knife into his mouth. Then, he forcefully flicked his severed wound, spurting out a large amount of blood.

Then, stepping on the blood, he drew a unique shape on the ground: an outer circle and an inner triangle.

In the brief instant that he accomplished all of this, Hidan underwent a tremendous change.

His black skin was covered with white stripes, and his terrifying and hideous face looked like a demon crawling out of hell!

Death Possession Blood!

At this moment, Hidan finally got serious!

Zabuza felt a strong sense of crisis, but he didn't know where it came from.

However, just by looking at the changes in the other party's appearance, one can probably guess that the other party must have used some kind of forbidden technique or secret art.

"We absolutely cannot let them succeed in casting their spell!"

Zabuza's intuition told him this.

Once that guy finishes casting the spell, something absolutely terrifying is bound to happen!

Therefore, it must be stopped!

And so, Zabuza used the Hidden Mist Technique once again.

This time, he's going to finish off his opponent with one strike!

Silent killing technique activated.

On the surface, Hidan, who was completely at a disadvantage, didn't care at all about the thick fog that instantly filled the surroundings.

He even had the leisure to torture his opponent before killing him.

Seemingly having thought of something particularly fun, Hidan gazed expectantly at the mist, awaiting that stunning, deadly strike!

coming!

Without a sound, Zabuza appeared precisely behind Hidan and raised his Executioner's Blade high.

Hidan's intuition had already caught it the moment he landed.

But unexpectedly, he showed no intention of dodging this time. As if he knew nothing, he stood there straight, waiting to be beheaded. And, for some reason, the corners of his mouth had started to turn up in a smile.

"Come on! Come on! Cut it down!"

"To kill oneself with one's own hands using the very method one is most proud of... I wonder what kind of expression that would be."

call...

A faint gust of wind blew by, and the figure holding the decapitation sword aloft suddenly dissipated into a cloud of mist.

At the very last moment, Zabuza actually chose to stop?!

Now that Zabuza had moved away from Hidan again, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Just now, he suddenly had a feeling that if he had slashed down with that sword, he would have died!

Recalling the other party's seemingly unguarded actions, as if they were just waiting for him to kill them, it was impossible not to be concerned!

This difficult situation immediately brought back some embarrassing memories for Zabuza.

That incident also caused him to flee Kirigakure like a stray dog, beginning a life of wandering.

[Chapter 28. It turns out I was superfluous]

In the thick fog, Zabuza kept changing positions, launching probing attacks on the enemy time and time again.

But each time, the decapitation sword in his hand ended up falling into empty air.