The wind blade, over a meter long, slashed toward Jiraiya in an instant.
A gust of fierce wind hit Jiraiya's face as he swung his Lightning Flame Blade forward. The crackling lightning encasing the blade shattered the wind blade on contact, but the force slightly slowed Jiraiya's movements.
Danzo didn't waste the opportunity. He drew a specially crafted shuriken infused with Wind-natured chakra, making its edges razor-sharp, and thrust it at Jiraiya's chest.
"Jiraiya, I'll make you realize how foolish it is to oppose me," Danzo said coldly.
"Oh, really?" Jiraiya gave a small smile and swung the Lightning Flame Blade again.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
A rapid series of metallic clashes echoed as Jiraiya and Danzo's shuriken collided dozens of times in mere moments. Despite the shuriken's specialized craftsmanship, the relentless strikes from Jiraiya's Lightning Flame Blade had left it covered in dents, ready to break at any moment.
Danzo, sensing the shuriken's impending destruction, jumped back and hurled it. The spinning weapon tore through the air, carrying a blast of gale-force wind.
"Earth Style: Earth-Style Wall!"
Jiraiya stomped the ground, raising a solid earthen wall to effortlessly block the attack. His mastery over Earth-natured chakra had reached the point where summoning such walls was almost instinctual.
Without hesitation, Jiraiya threw one of his specially prepared shuriken and cast the Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu. The single shuriken multiplied into over a thousand, raining down on Danzo from every direction.
"Not bad. You've got a decent grasp of Hiruzen's technique," Danzo muttered, performing his own jutsu: Wind Style: Vacuum Wave.
He exhaled a slicing, scythe-like wind from his mouth. Though it was a lower-level jutsu, its destructive power was immense, capable of severing chakra itself. The wind wave swept through half of the shuriken clones, reducing them to nothing. The remaining half shot toward Danzo, who unsheathed a ninja blade from his back and skillfully deflected every last projectile.
Though not as renowned as Sakumo Hatake, Danzo was a skilled swordsman in his own right.
"Wind Style: Vacuum Bullet!"
Danzo took a deep breath and expelled a compact blast of wind shaped like a sphere. It sped toward Jiraiya like a cannonball.
"Lightning Style: Thunder Blast Strike!"
Jiraiya thrust his Lightning Flame Blade forward, releasing a bolt of lightning that pierced the wind sphere. The lightning exploded inside the sphere, shattering it completely.
"Looks like I'm not too late."
A voice rang out as Isamu arrived on the battlefield. He took in the sight of Jiraiya and Danzo locked in combat without a hint of surprise.
Jiraiya had already informed Isamu of his plan to kill Danzo.
When Isamu first heard of it, he was shocked. But after his initial surprise, he had tried to talk Jiraiya out of it.
Danzo was part of the village's upper echelon. If news of Jiraiya's actions leaked, it would destroy his future—or worse. Jiraiya could be branded a rogue ninja and hunted by the village.
Jiraiya had just been elevated to Konoha's leadership, and the Senju clan was finally starting to recover. Isamu couldn't allow Jiraiya to throw that all away.
But Jiraiya had revealed that Danzo had attempted to assassinate him. If Jiraiya didn't kill Danzo, Danzo would keep coming after him.
Upon hearing this, Isamu's stance shifted completely. He now supported Jiraiya's decision. Protecting Jiraiya was paramount. If anything happened to him, the Senju clan would once again face the threat of annihilation. And Danzo was one of the key reasons the Senju had fallen so far.
The Senju held nothing but hatred for Danzo.
"Water Style: Waterfall Basin!"
Isamu unleashed a powerful water jutsu as he joined the battle. A towering wave surged forward, crashing toward the Root shinobi surrounding the area.
The Root ninja, who had abandoned their barrier to focus on attacking Kakuzu under the command of an elite jonin, found themselves overwhelmed. Though Kakuzu was powerful, he had been struggling against the elite forces. His Fire-mask beast had already been destroyed, and his Lightning-mask beast was now trapped.
Isamu's arrival relieved half of Kakuzu's burden as the Root forces split to engage the new threat.
Danzo's expression darkened the moment Isamu arrived. He knew he had fallen into Jiraiya's trap.
Jiraiya's decision to go to the iron mining town alone wasn't due to overconfidence or recklessness. It had been bait—designed to lure Danzo out.
With Isamu now in the fray, the odds had evened out.
Danzo scanned the area, but there were no signs of other ANBU reinforcements. His heart sank.
Jiraiya had only called for Isamu. He was here to kill Danzo.
If ANBU had arrived, they wouldn't have had the authority to kill a village elder without the Hokage's approval. They could, at best, apprehend and seal Danzo.
But Isamu wasn't ANBU. He hated Danzo with every fiber of his being. If Danzo died here, Isamu wouldn't breathe a word to anyone.
"Isamu, do you really think you can endure my wrath? Are you prepared to see the Senju perish because of you?" Danzo threatened.
"Killing you is the only way to lift the shadow of annihilation from the Senju. Letting you live is the true threat to our survival," Isamu shot back. "Danzo, this is your end. A scheming, small-minded ninja like you doesn't deserve to lead this village."
Danzo's face twisted in rage. "Very well, Isamu. I'll show you how I intend to wipe the Senju from existence. Do you really think you can defeat me?"
With a sinister laugh, Danzo reached up and ripped off the cloth covering his eye, revealing a three-tomoe Sharingan, spinning slowly but ominously.
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