The Talent of Konoha

Hey!

With his toes on the water again, Saitama leaned close to Kisame, not giving him a chance to breathe.

"No matter what kind of person, until the last moment comes, they often don't know what kind of person they are. And only when they are dying, will they notice who they are. What about you, Guiyu?"

Qiyu looked at Kisame who was close at hand, and watched the trace of weakness on his face, and his tone was indifferent.

Hearing Saitama's words, Kisame narrowed her eyes.

The role he played in Wuyin Village before was a murderer!

Before he became a Ninja Swordsman, most of the people he killed were from the same village.

As a subordinate of Xiguashan Puffer Ghost, he has done many shameful things for his superiors.

Killing people for the sake of missions has always been a trace of his obsession.

"When I first killed my companions, I already understood this. As a Mist Ninja, I must kill the same Mist Ninja compatriots. Then who am I, an enemy or a friend, and what is my purpose? What is my position, where am I going, where can I get peace, the only thing I can experience is my own falsehood."

Kisame stared at Qitama in front of him with a calm face.

But soon, with the sound of piercing his flesh, some changes appeared on his face.

"But that's just the past! Now I'm working hard for the village. When the falsehood itself, that is, myself, starts to change, the falsehood no longer exists!"

"I! Kisame Kisame! I'm just a ninja of Kirigakure, to protect Kirigakure, to protect those weak!"

Blood color appeared in Kisame's eyes, he looked at Saitama, and said word by word.

"Is that so? I thought that people like you would never understand these principles!"

Saitama backed away in an instant, turned over a few times on the water surface, and slid backwards.

And the moment before he left Ghost Shark, several huge sharks shot out from the water, their jagged teeth gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

"Pfft!"

Ghost Shark half-kneeled on the surface of the water, clutching his chest, blood dripping into the water surface.

"People are like this. The less powerful they are, the more they talk big. Only those who have no strength in the world hope to be appreciated by others."

"But I don't expect to be appreciated by the task person! Compared to appreciation, I prefer to keep my task completion perfect!"

Kisame looked at Saitama, thick blood slowly dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he smiled inexplicably, like a philosopher who has found the answer to life.

"is that so…"

Qiyu stared at Kisame with his hands behind his back, and some strange thoughts came to his mind.

It may be because of these reasons that Kisame did not follow the path of the original plot.

Every ninja needs to abide by his own way of ninja.

Kisame's Ninja Road, maybe it is what it is now, trying to protect the completion of his mission, right?

"It is precisely because people have passed through a period of darkness that they are more eager for the dawn of dawn."

Saitama said slowly, his eyes fell on the sharks that kept spinning around Kisame.

Whoosh!

In the next second, a blank area appeared on the water surface, and it continued to extend towards Kisame, and Saitama rushed quickly through these blank areas.

呲呲呲!

In a blink of an eye, Saitama came to Kisame again, took out those sharks in a few strokes, and pointed his sword at Kisame.

"Shark Muscle-Chakra Transmission!"

Kisame touched the shark's muscles with his hands before Saitama made a move, and launched the long-prepared ninjutsu.

This trick can not only supplement the consumption of chakra in the body, but also eliminate fatigue and quickly recover from the size of the injuries.

each time!

Kisame sneered, the scars on his chest and body kept disappearing, as if growing faster, those wounds gradually healed, and finally they were as good as ever!

Swish!

Saitama stabbed Kisame with one hand, and a short spear condensed by the Chidori style was attached to it.

Bang!

Kisame waved his shark muscles, and started to fight back as if nothing happened.

The surface of the water suddenly kept rolling, like a stormy sea.

Ding!

Saitama's ninjutsu and shark muscles collided.

"Shark Muscle - Slash and Slash!"

With bloodshot eyes still hanging from the corners of his mouth, Kisame clenched the grip of Sharkis' weapon with both hands, and slashed towards Saitama.

Whoosh!

This blow was extremely fast, and Saitama jumped up quickly, while Sharingan stared at Kisame, catching his next attack.