Fuguki Suikazan: "..."
What the hell is this?! These freaks just took out my entire squad in the blink of an eye!
He stared at the bodies littering the deck, fear gripping his chest. The battle spirit he'd managed to muster up was rapidly evaporating.
Xin facepalmed. "Yeah... he is a bit on the weak side. Guess I overestimated him."
Fuguki Suikazan wasn't even at his peak yet. He'd only recently joined the Seven Ninja Swordsmen. Samehada gave him a decent power boost, but without it, he was just another upper-tier jonin at best.
And even at his peak, in front of Xin, he wouldn't be worth much.
Minato already considered him a weakling, so it wasn't like Xin expected anything, impressive either.
"Who are you people?! Why attack a Mist Village warship?!"
"You idiot," Minato muttered under his breath.
Xin sighed, feeling the secondhand embarrassment wash over him. "Put down Samehada, and I'll let you live."
Did this guy even know what he was saying? The Mist Village was the one attacking the Fire Country's trade routes and merchant ships, and now he's asking why they're retaliating against Mist Village ships?
Fuguki Suikazan, you're a joke.
It was no wonder Hoshigaki Kisame later offed him and stole Samehada. He was practically begging for it.
"Die!!"
Suddenly, Fuguki roared and lunged forward, swinging Samehada down at Xin's head. Samehada was a unique weapon, and its fighting style was unlike any other heavy sword.
But still...
Why choose death when you can live?
Minato sighed, sheathing his kunai as he stepped away to inspect the warship, wondering if there were any extra spoils they could grab. As for Fuguki Suikazan... even Minato didn't think the guy stood a chance against Xin.
With just a glare, Xin could end him.
And sure enough, that's exactly what happened. Xin shot him a deathly look, and Fuguki froze mid-swing, eyes wide with fear.
Even the strongest kage-level opponents couldn't escape the paralysis of Xin's Mangekyō Sharingan. What hope did a pathetic Fuguki Suikazan have?
Had it been the Third Mizukage standing there, Xin might've put in a bit more effort. But Fuguki? He wasn't even worth it.
"Too weak to live," Xin muttered, his Raijin sword piercing through Fuguki's heart in an instant, the faint smell of burning flesh rising as the lightning scorched his wound shut.
Not a single drop of blood spilled.
Xin calmly unstrapped Samehada from the lifeless body and tossed Fuguki's corpse onto the deck like discarded trash.
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