Chapter 48: Heading to the Frontline!

Orochimaru's words echoed the thoughts of everyone present.

Even Tsunade, who had spent so much time with Seishi, never realized just how much stronger he was than the rest of them.

Whenever Seishi sparred with Tsunade, he even used less of his strength.

If things had gone according to the original plot, Tsunade's strength at this point should have been on par with Orochimaru's or Jiraiya's.

But perhaps because of his appearance, Tsunade now devoted more of her attention to medical ninjutsu.

As a result, her strength was significantly lower than it was at this time in the original story.

Seishi even felt guilty about this.

Just then, a figure wearing a crow mask appeared in a swirl of smoke.

Everyone recognized him as a member of the Anbu, and the look in his eyes as he addressed Seishi was one of fanaticism.

Unknowingly, Seishi had become highly respected among the young generation of Leaf ninjas.

The four words "Kirin of Konoha" were sometimes even more intimidating than the name of the Third Hokage.

The sight of the Anbu's behavior made Orochimaru, Jiraiya, and Tsunade feel complicated.

Although they did not know the true identity of the Anbu, they had all had contact with him before.

He had never shown them such respect before.

They now realized just how highly Seishi was regarded among the people of Konoha.

"Okay, I got it. I'll go to the Hokage's office right now."

"By the time we meet again, we'll probably be on the battlefield. I might have to go there ahead of you. I'll be waiting for you there."

Turning around, Seishi smiled at them.

From the intelligence gathered in the past few days, it seems that the situation on the front line has become quite tense. Perhaps even Konoha itself didn't expect the Rain Country, whom they always looked down upon, to unleash such strong vitality and resilience at a time of life and death.

After hearing his words, the expressions of several people in the field were different.

They all knew that they would definitely be involved in this battle. It was just that Seishi had entered the battlefield before them, and it wouldn't be long before they received the summons from the Third Hokage.

Uchiha Qi's face showed a hint of excitement. Only at such moments could he fully enjoy the life and death struggle, fight against more powerful opponents, and improve his strength.

Hyuga Tenzou and Orochimaru, on the other hand, showed a sense of indifference on their faces. There was no right or wrong in the war between nations. It was the law of the jungle, and only the fittest survive. Orochimaru understood this principle, and Hyuga Tenzou, as a member of a branch family, also understood it.

Only Tsunade and Jiraiya had a worried look on their faces, seeming to be extremely resistant to participating in this war. In the past few years, they had experienced many things and were no longer the ignorant children they once were. They knew that no matter what kind of war was fought, it would ultimately hurt the ordinary people who had no power.

But as the disciples of the Third Hokage of Konoha, it was naturally impossible for them to refuse to participate in this war. Moreover, Tsunade was also a princess of the Senju clan.

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"Hmph! The ninjas of the Rain Country dare to be so presumptuous in front of us, the Leaf Village!"

"Have you lived too comfortably these years? Have you forgotten how a ninja should fight?!"

"A team of 10 Jonin, 20 Chunin, and 70 Genin! Such a small team size has made you lose so completely. Their Rain Country team only had 30 people, most of whom were Genin!"

Before entering the Third Hokage's office, Seishi heard him roaring and pounding on the table.

It seemed that the situation on the front line was not as optimistic as he had thought.

With a creak, without knocking, Seishi pushed the door open and walked in.

Upon hearing the sound of the door, the other team leaders turned their heads and glanced at him, then quickly lowered their heads.

At this time, the group of Jōnin in the room, perhaps the only one who was not scolded by the Third Hokage, was Sakumo, who was standing at the door.

Looking at Seishi, Sakumo smiled and nodded at him, as if greeting him.

For his own student, Sakumo didn't know what to say.

He had imagined Seishi's talent and potential to a very high level, but he underestimated his student's potential.

In just a few years or less, he has already stood at the same level as himself.

Thinking of this...

Sakumo could only sigh that time waits for no one and that new talents replace old ones.

To reach his current strength and become the famous Konoha White Fang that shook the ninja world, he didn't know how much he had suffered.

This included the inheritance of the Hatake family, as well as various other coincidences. Without any one of these factors, he could not have become the current Konoha White Fang.

Seishi had nothing and relied solely on himself, yet he could stand at the same height with him in such a short time.

Sakumo couldn't imagine how much effort and hardship his student had put in.

"Teacher... it seems that we have a chance to fight side by side this time."

Seishi said to him in a low voice, tilting his head.

Different from Sakumo, who values teamwork, Seishi prefers to complete tasks alone.

Therefore, he often lamented that Sakumo was a qualified and great Konoha ninja.

He was the one who embodied the Will of Fire and practiced it in every aspect of his daily life.

His strength was formidable, but he never looked down on the weak.

On the contrary, when carrying out missions, he always adhered to the principle of helping others whenever he could.

In the eyes of Seishi, this may have planted the seeds for the tragic end of Nawaki.

...

Once again, the Third Hokage had been yelling and scolding at his desk for almost an hour, seemingly just to let off steam.

"Seishi, I order you to immediately go to the front line in the Land of Rain to provide support! We can't afford to lose any more of our village's ninja."

He shook his smoking pipe and realized that his addiction to tobacco seemed to be getting worse.

When he was young, he loved smoking, but still had some self-control.

As he got older, he gradually stopped following the rules he had set for himself.