Konoha: Subverting the ninja world from Danzang disciples

Zongjin stood aside coldly.

He kept a safe distance from Kisame and waited until the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Demon was completely swallowed by the shark before he walked over and called out Kisame's full name.

"Dried persimmon ghost shark."

Kisame was stunned for a moment, and surprise flashed in his round eyes. He was just an ordinary Blood Mist ANBU now. How could this person know his name?

Besides, with his skills, he had every chance to kill himself and save the puffer fish.

Kisame couldn't help but feel a little confused.

He frowned in confusion, "If you want to get information about Kirigakure from me, you are really naive."

Munechika had an invisible sense of mystery about him. He was not as eager to torture the prisoners as other enemies, nor did he release any murderous intent towards him.

"What if I... just want information."

Munechika feigned anger, Muramasa slashed down, and a black light with air waves split the earth in front of him in half. The cracks moved and spread straight to Kisame's feet.

But there was no trace of fear or panic in Kisame's eyes.

He pointed at the body of the pufferfish ghost and spread his hands in a very bachelor manner.

"If you want information, there is no need to ask me. But if you expect me to surrender to you, I advise you to give up. I am tired of the mission of ninja."

After speaking, he narrowed his eyes.Somewhat rudely, he raised the kunai in his hand at Sokon.

"Interesting, you are very good. It is indeed a waste to let you die here..." Munechika slowly walked up to him and patted his shoulder under Kisame's disbelieving gaze.

A ray of nightmare chakra poured into Kisame's body from his fingertips.

He sighed, his tone solemn.

"But you'd better understand that the reason why you can still stand and speak is because of my permission."

As he finished speaking, Kisame's tiny pupils suddenly opened, visible bloodshot eyes burst out from the whites of his eyes, and countless horrific scenes he had experienced appeared in his mind.

On the day of graduation from ninja school, he killed his closest companion with his own hands.

During the Chunin Exam, he killed six fellow travelers.

On his first mission, he collapsed to the ground covered in blood, surrounded by mountains of corpses...

Killing along the way.

Within a few seconds, he seemed to be alive again, experiencing those nightmares he didn't want to face again.

"Why do you want me to see this?"

The world of ninjas made him feel extremely desperate. He bared his teeth and stared at Munechika with ferocious eyes.

"Do you think... you can make me surrender like this?"

"No, I have no interest in your surrender. But you living are good for me and Kirigakure. I can see that you are disgusted by Kirigakure's blood, so you have lost hope in the ninja world..."

Munechika ignored the hatred in Kisame's eyes, walked to his side, raised his right hand and put it on his left shoulder.

"Right?"

Kisame turned his head weakly and snorted coldly, "So what if you are disgusted? This is the case in the ninja world. In the end, you will only find that you can't change anything."

"Do not."

Munechika raised a finger and waved it in front of him.

"You grew up in Kirigakure Village, so you should know that the Fourth Mizukage is not a murderous and cruel person.

So why, under his leadership, Kirigakure Village, which rarely intervened in external wars, has transformed into what it is today? Don't you have any doubts in your heart? "

"What do you want to tell me?"

Kisame squinted at Munechika, frowning slightly.The other party's words seemed to have something to say, but it was impossible for him to doubt the higher-ups of his village based on the enemy's words alone.

"Tell you how sad the blood mist is."

Zongjin held his shoulders, put his ear in his ear and said softly:

"Your Yondaime Mizukage is now nothing more than someone else's puppet, and the tyranny and fratricide you have experienced are nothing but a show directed by someone else."

Kisame seemed unmoved, but Munechika clearly felt his body tremble.

"Why do you say that?"

"Ah... you are really noisy."

Munechika looked impatient, stretched out his hand and pressed it slightly, and there was a sound of earth and rocks cracking on the ground.

"I let you follow me, of course, because you are still valuable. You don't think that I will pay attention to people like you because I am too busy, right?"

Zongjin suddenly emphasized his tone:

"There are only two choices before you. Die now, or follow me from now on and see with your own eyes that I subvert the ninja world that you say is hopeless. Choose for yourself!"

Kisame's knees weakened, and feeling Munechika's toughness, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of admiration in his heart.

Kirigakure is a hidden village that worships strength and violence the most. Munechika's words that subverted the ninja world, his toughness and tyrannical strength made Kisame subconsciously choose to believe and obey.

Who would choose to give up their lives if they didn't really lose hope in the world?

He asked subconsciously, "What do you want to do?"

"This brings me to the reason why I chose you."

Munechika released a ball of nightmare chakra from his palm, and waved to Samehada, who was hiding in the grass not far away.

Samehada was a little afraid of staring at the Tengu, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food and jumped over.It tried hard to appear harmless, slowly devouring the nightmare chakra.

"Hurr~"

A very happy voice came from Sameki's body.

It couldn't help but rub Munechika with the hilt of the knife.This dark chakra is the most delicious food it has ever eaten, making it feel ecstatic every time it eats.

But Munechika had no intention of getting close to it, so he grabbed its handle and handed it to the ugly shark next to him.

Kisame frowned, "Give me Samehada?"

If anyone can get a magical weapon like Samehada, how can it be given to others so easily before the baby can get it?

He took it in his hands with some disbelief, clearly feeling Samehada's reluctance.It seemed to be very dependent on the enemy who had just killed its previous owner.

Samehada reluctantly shrank his body.

"Don't worry, I've already affected it with chakra."

Munechika took his hands off Kisame's shoulders.

Kisame waved Samehada and looked at Munechika, "You can easily give away such a ninja sword. It seems that your plot is far beyond my imagination. Now, I kind of believe you."

"That was definitely the best decision you made in your life." Munechika grinned at him.

He could tell that beneath Kisame's rough appearance, he had a very shrewd mind.The use of pure threats of force will only arouse his resistance and break him.

This is not Munechika's purpose.

But while showing powerful force, he can save his inner despair for the world and at the same time give him the strongest Ninja sword.

It must be said that this combination of punches successfully hit Kisame's pain point.

Kisame reluctantly touched the handle of Samehada's sword, took a step back, and bent over slightly to show submission.

"So...what do you need me to do?"

Zongjin raised the corner of his mouth.

"It's easy. Your boss and companions, the Watermelon Mountain Blowfish Demons, were all killed while chasing the rebels. You take Samehada back to the village and join the Seven Ninja Swordsmen."

"After that, you must pay attention to the movements of the Yondaime Mizukage and the person who controls him behind the scenes. Don't make any noise or expose it until... I call your name again."

Kisame put Samehada on his shoulders and nodded to Sokon, "Do you want to be a spy? I like exciting missions."

"Very well, you can leave now."

Munechika waved his hand, signaling him to leave as soon as possible, "Remember, from now on, you will only fight for me."

"No problem, my new master, I look forward to the day when you overturn the ninja world."