"Night time is quite suitable for wild beasts to hunt.”
He walked up to Eight Swords in a relaxed manner. For the first time, Orochimaru seriously sized up this unknown little brat.
"There are no boundaries for blood successors, and they don't belong to any race.”
"An orphan left behind by the Third War of the Ninja Realm.”
"Other than the ferocity that you showed when you fought with the older child who bullied you and almost bit off his neck, you're nothing special.”
His tongue moved up and down his lips, and the curiosity in Orochimaru's eyes became even stronger.
"However, such an ordinary little brat could even master the changes in chakra attributes that most jounins could not control when he was five years old.”
"Also, that ridiculously stable saber technique.”
"This, why?"
Crossing his arms, Orochimaru's tone was full of admiration.
That's right.
Orochimaru, who was squatting in the laboratory and reading all the information about Eight Swords, was surprised.
Whether it was his father or mother, or the ancestors above his father or mother, they did not have any answers to the so-called Blood Successor Limit Race.
Three generations ago, they were all commoners of Muye.
His parents were also small Chuunins. In the third war of the Ninja Realm, Chuunins and Shinins were just ordinary cannon fodder.
As cannon fodder, shouldn't a child be reduced to a passerby for the rest of his life?
Bloodline determined everything.
This was Orochimaru's research.
As a commoner, he had always been obsessed with research, wanting to sublimate his bloodline.
Reincarnation was the result of research.
Uchiha Weasel was also the first prey he had set his eyes on.
"It's night time now. Since the third-generation successor isn't peeping with the crystal ball, you should go capture more children to be your test subjects, not here.”
Similar to Orochimaru, Eight Swords also crossed his arms and calmed down.
He even exposed Orochimaru's human experiments!
Confidence came from strength.
Eight Swords had never fully displayed the full strength of the wooden sword, but evil spirits were evil spirits.
The roaring evil spirit was fearless in the battle.
After inheriting his power, as long as he dared to, he would be able to forcefully leave behind something from Orochimaru!
However, he firmly believed that Orochimaru would not dare to fight in Muye. That would only make things difficult for himself and expose his human experiments in advance.
Therefore, Orochimaru's trip was just to test him.
Since that was the case, what was there to be afraid of?
Moreover, Orochimaru didn't attack directly when he appeared here.
"You know a lot."
His pupils constricted, and a sharp killing intent emerged from his body.
At this moment, Orochimaru became completely serious. However, his seriousness only lasted for a second before it returned to playfulness.”
"A commoner with bloodstains can't do this.”
"So, Eight Sword Monarch, I really want to know your secret.”
"As for what you said about taking away test subjects at night, I think the best test subject for the time being is you!”
"Latent Shadow Snake Hand!"
Swoosh!
He reached out his hand and threw it at Ye Bajian. A few ferocious pythons flew out of Orochimaru's sleeve.
Latent Shadow Snake Hand, Leng Jun Orochimaru's signature probing attack!
However, this move posed no threat to the eight swords.
As usual, it was no different from the way Weasel wielded his sword during training. With just one slash, the sharp cold light directly cut off the giant snake's head.
"Put away the children's toys, Mr. Snake.”
He calmly looked at Orochimaru in front of him and swung the sword in his hand.
Facing Orochimaru, he did not panic at all.
Especially towards the end, he became more and more unflustered.
It would be best if Orochimaru could undergo a few more incarnations. At that time, he would be more confident in crushing his opponent at random.
The reason was simple.
His saber.
It wasn't as simple as a normal slash.
Who was Gengmu Sword Eight?
Court Guard Division 13, captain of the combat division!
It was the Grim Reaper!
The Grim Reaper had countless methods to target the soul, and the most common method was to blast it!
At this moment, the eight swords in his hand had already transformed into the sharp blade of the knife!
That's right, he had unlocked 5% of the strength of the Wooden Sword Eight. The novice sword given by the system had also become a basic sword.
Even if he was a god of death who had no way of getting rid of his enemies in the early stages, he was still a god of death.
The Death God's Slaying Knife was the most effective way to deal with souls.
The test was not over yet.
He stretched out his hand and a sharp sword landed in Orochimaru's hand.
This was Muye's training ground.
If he moved too much, he would attract the ninja's attention. Orochimaru knew this very well.
Compared to Eight Swords, the more he did not want to expose himself now and let the higher-ups notice him.
Therefore, using saber techniques was the best choice.
He wanted to see just how strong this young man's saber technique was!
Ding! Ding!
The figures briefly crossed paths, and a battle that was not evenly matched began.
He couldn't use his full strength, but he was confident that he could suppress him, capture him, and bring him to his laboratory to study the secrets of the little ghost's body.
Failed?
He had never thought about it.
"Brat, I'm Orochimaru!”
I've set my eyes on you, so you're my prey!
Just as Eight Swords had said, when two wild beasts met, it was bound to cause a battle!
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Alright, my god, I really didn't add a single flower.
The little author was still eagerly adding more.
Here comes the second chapter, which is also the 12th chapter of the first day…
I'm done with the check-in. Didn't the readers say anything?
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