One Dragon Tail Kick will shatter your Susanoo dream!

Zabuza used the same old tricks: the Hidden Mist Technique combined with a silent killing technique. Thick fog filled the entire area, and then he quietly walked behind Chojuro.

Seeing his opponent's unguarded state, Zabuza couldn't help but show a hint of disdain, raising his guillotine sword high, but with the back of the blade facing the person.

Goodbye, you boastful bastard!

With a single strike, Chojuro suddenly transformed into a stream of water and vanished, followed by the sound of something cutting through the air behind him.

Zabuza did not turn around, but used the Kirigakure technique to quickly move behind the source in the mist and slammed the ground with hand seals.

"I'm getting impatient, but this is enough!"

"Water Release: Water Prison Technique!"

From within the water cage, Chojuro's figure emerged, his face contorted with frustration. Zabuza stood there, sword in hand, coldly mocking him.

"They can only last a few minutes against me. Is this the current fighting spirit of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen?"

"As expected, this bunch of cobbled-together ninja tools and ninjas are all trash..."

Zabuza suddenly lowered his head, and a serpentine scimitar grazed his scalp, shaving off his already short hair. Before he could stand up straight, a soft shout came.

"Water Style? Great Waterfall Technique!"

Chojuro's voice fell with countless streams of water.

"Since you're hiding in the thick fog, let's use a wide-range ninjutsu to destroy him in one fell swoop!"

Chojuro, trapped in the water cage, vanished in a clone. At the same time, a large amount of water rushed out like a waterfall. Zabuza had no choice but to use the Misty Body Flicker to jump onto a nearby building.

As soon as he revealed himself, Chojuro stood not far away, forming a hand seal with one hand.

"You lost, Zabuza-senpai!"

"Water Release: Water Fang Bullet!"

Water, compressed with chakra, spun and shot towards Zabuza from all angles onto the roof, forcing him to hastily draw his sword to defend himself.

Just as he dispersed all the water bullets, Chojuro rushed in front of him, and the two engaged in a close-quarters swordsmanship duel. Due to the bulkiness of the Executioner's Blade, Chojuro, wielding the small, snake-shaped twin swords, had a significant advantage.

Soon after another clash, both men's ninja swords fell to the ground, and Zabuza then drew a short blade from his waist.

"Kid, didn't Mei Terumi teach you to prepare more ninja tools?"

Chojuro quickly dodged backward, narrowly avoiding the short blade aimed at his chest, a sly glint in his eyes.

After a series of exchanges, Zabuza had exhausted all his ninja tools. After another round of probing, Zabuza confirmed that his opponent no longer had any kunai or other ninja tools, and he was overjoyed.

"Kid, admit defeat. I acknowledge you now!"

"I won't give you the chance to use your ninjutsu!"

As Chojuro fought back, numerous cuts appeared on his body from the blade, blood flowing from the wounds and dripping onto the ground, but his eyes grew increasingly resolute.

Finally, as the two drew closer again, Chojuro, disregarding his cut wounds, used the water barrier to shield Zabuza's vision. As Zabuza revealed a contemptuous smile, Chojuro instantly appeared in front of him, his hand trembling and his eyes narrowing.

"Water escape? Water fang blade!"

The swirling water in his hand created an effect similar to a long sword, which actually managed to cut Zabuza's short blade in two!

Just as both sides were trying to defend their dignity and began to fight fiercely, two figures appeared at the same time and spoke in unison.

"You are not allowed to harm Lord Zabuza!"

"Ice Release: Ice Rock Hall No!"

"This exchange ends here!"

"Both of you!"

"Water escape? Water rushes into waves..."

A wall of ice crystals blocked Chojuro's water blade, while Zabuza was swept to the other side by Ao's deliberately weakened water ice wave.

Chojuro disarmed the water sword in his hand, his expression serious.

"You're Haku, the ice-style ninja from the Anbu...?"

With a faint glow from his white hands, wielding medical ninjutsu, he ignored Chojuro's question and instead helped Zabuza stop the bleeding, speaking with some concern.

"This is too reckless! Lord Zabuza!"

"Hmph, if you hadn't interrupted, that kid would have lost long ago. I still have plenty of hidden weapons!"

After Zabuza finished speaking, he showed Chojuro the poisoned senbon needles and the round throwing weapons in his hand.

Chojuro pretended to be calm, but his body instinctively moved closer to Ao, waving his fist.

"Anyway, you're not allowed to say anything bad about the Mizukage!"

The sparring match ended in a draw, but Zabuza, observing Chojuro's occasional shy demeanor, already knew what was going on.

"Give this kid some more time to grow, and he'll be better than me in the future!"

Within the Land of Earth, on a vast plain covered with shattered rocks, Onoki flipped through the scroll in his hand before tossing it to a blond-haired youth struggling with the rocks.

"Deidara, what do you think of this intelligence?"

Deidara spat out a piece of formed clay from his palm and threw it angrily onto the boulder. With a loud "boom," a deep pit appeared in the ground, and the rock formation was reduced in size.

He merely glanced at the scroll, then wrapped it in clay and tossed it into the air, where it exploded into foam...

"What does it have to do with me!"

"Unification is fine, as long as it doesn't interfere with my pursuit of art!"

Onoki hovered above the ground, then calmly flew forward and delivered a headbutt to Deidara, who clutched the back of his head and cried out in pain.

"You're still so unreliable!"

"Did you study the complete guide to the thought process of the Shadow that I showed you last time?"

Deidara covered the back of his head, his tongue sticking out from his palms and the corners of his mouth, playfully flicking it.

"That book is so thick, I've long ago used art to make it disappear!"

Onoki clutched his chest, clenched his fist, and pressed several piles of rocks to the ground.

"You idiot, those are the diaries of the successive Tsuchikage and their methods after encountering various difficulties after becoming Kage. I've been compiling them for a long time!"

Even though Dilada was buried under the mound of earth, he still responded stubbornly.

"I don't want to be the Tsuchikage, you old geezer, don't try to trick me!"

"Only the art of explosion is... *x**..."

After sealing Deidara's mouths with mud, Onoki felt a little better. Just then, a beautiful figure carrying a food box appeared not far away.

"Grandpa, Deidara's food is ready!"

Wearing a red bodysuit and black fishnet pants, Kurotsuchi put down the food box in her hand and curiously poked Deidara's head.

"Grandpa, what mischief has Deidara gotten up to now?"

A hint of tenderness flashed in Onoki's eyes as he ate his lunchbox while responding with dissatisfaction.

"What else could this kid be doing? All he does is play with clay all day. Even though the demolition squad has been handed over to him, he doesn't even want to lead the daily training!"

Kurotsuchi peeled away the soil, revealing Deidara's mouth, who immediately exhaled heavily while simultaneously retorting to Onoki.

"The village's demolition squad is a bunch of idiots!"

"If it can't even do delayed automatic enemy tracking, I don't want to waste my time...&&x♀&*..."

Deidara's mouth was sealed shut with mud by Onoki again, and then he turned to Kurotsuchi, who was looking at the quarry, and said something.

"What do you think of Kurotsuchi as the newly emerging power of Kusagakure?"