The massive crimson scythe fell with brutal force.
However, the scene of the puppet being shattered into pieces that Hidan expected did not occur.
Instead, countless black iron sands surged from the black-haired puppet, quickly forming a shield that easily blocked Hidan's attack.
"Senior of the Jashin Religion, try out my most prized puppet."
Sasori spoke these words in an incredibly flat, calm tone.
Although he possessed hundreds of other puppets, he had abandoned the idea of summoning them after witnessing Hidan's "bug-like" immortality.
Furthermore, the attack methods of those puppets were mostly various Ninjutsu and physical strikes via weapons.
They posed basically no threat to Hidan; rather than wasting chakra to summon them, it was better to call forth his strongest puppet and settle the matter once and for all.
"Damn it, is it more of this strange sand?"
Hidan's expression turned ugly as he looked at the immovable wall of iron sand.
His attacks were completely useless against this wall of steel!
Not only that, the iron sand forming the wall flowed rapidly, shaping into several spears that lunged out from the surface and directly skewered Hidan's body.
Hidan let out a muffled grunt and kicked off the iron sand wall, quickly creating distance from his enemy.
Looking at the bleeding holes torn into his body by the iron sand spears, Hidan sneered, "If this is the extent of your injuries, you won't be able to settle me, brat!"
Sasori did not refute this; instead, he admitted frankly, "Currently, I indeed do not have a very good way to deal with your Immortal Body."
Hearing this, Hidan laughed triumphantly. He spread his arms wide as if in prayer and said, "It's good that you know, kid! After all, this is the body bestowed upon me by the great Jashin-sama!"
"Forget about you; not a single person in this world could truly kill me!"
Except for that guy...
Hidan added in his mind, though being strictly accurate, that guy probably didn't count as human, so his statement still held up.
Sasori narrowed his eyes slightly. "Is this ability granted by Jashin? It truly is intriguing..."
He lightly danced his fingers, musing curiously, "If I turned you into a Human Puppet, would you still be able to maintain this Immortal Body ability?"
As a fellow genius, Sasori was extremely interested in this question.
"You don't know the heights of the heavens, boy! Wait until you can defeat me before talking such big talk!"
Furious, Hidan launched another attack.
Sasori manipulated the puppet before him to spray a large amount of iron sand, using it to continuously defend and counterattack.
As the amount of iron sand on the battlefield increased, Hidan's situation became increasingly perilous.
"This damn sand is so annoying!"
Hidan was almost driven to madness. Although his speed and strength far exceeded his enemy's, every time he lunged forward, Sasori would manipulate the nearby iron sand into a sphere for defense. He simply couldn't find an opening!
Moreover, as the battle progressed, Sasori had covered the entire battlefield in iron sand. No matter where Hidan stepped, he was attacked.
Sasori then ruthlessly pointed out the weakness of the Immortal Body. "Although I cannot break your immortality, I don't need to kill you. I only need to trap you, Senior."
Indeed, this was Hidan's greatest weakness.
Due to his lack of powerful breakthrough methods, he was easily restricted when facing opponents with strong crowd-control abilities.
Sasori didn't need to kill Hidan in the literal sense; he just needed to keep him contained.
As long as he could catch Hidan with the iron sand, he could attempt to remodel him into a Human Puppet to serve at his command!
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"
Hidan tried several times, but he discovered that forget about getting the opponent's blood, he couldn't even get close to him!
He stared at his opponent, gasping for breath.
"It's time to end this."
"Magnet Style: Iron Sand Prism!"
Sasori raised his hand, using chakra threads to control the puppet. The iron sand condensed into a high-density triangular pyramid—a shape similar to a pyramid—locking onto Hidan from above.
However, every jutsu has its weaknesses.
While this move was incredibly powerful, it had one fatal flaw: the casting time was far too long.
Since ninja battles are characterized by speed and finishing things quickly, this move was actually quite difficult to land in a one-on-one fight.
Hidan thought the same.
"Such a sluggish move. Do you think I'm a turtle? There's no way you'll hit me!" Hidan said with total disdain.
He could wait a second or two and still easily dodge an attack of this speed!
In the gap of Hidan's speech, a massive black shadow loomed over him. The prism composed of high-density iron sand fell heavily.
Hidan intended to dodge the strike easily, but he suddenly found his body locked down by a powerful gravitational force. He couldn't move at all!
He looked up in panic and saw the refined-looking boy smiling faintly while pointing the puppet's palm at him.
"Magnet Style: Magnetic Lock."
"My apologies, Senior. Ever since I pierced you with those iron sand spears earlier, I've already mixed a large amount of iron sand into your body. Even though your wounds have healed, that iron sand still exists inside you..."
Hidan's eyes widened. He said in disbelief, "You bastard, you're so underhanded!"
Sasori smiled and shook his head. "Senior, this isn't being underhanded. This is wisdom."
"A battle between ninjas relies on the brain."
As he spoke, Sasori even reached out and tapped his temple. This gesture almost made Hidan explode with rage!
But at this moment, he could do nothing to his enemy. Furthermore, the prism in the air was slowly descending.
Even with an Immortal Body, one would likely be crushed into meat paste by such a high-density attack...
He just didn't know if he could recover after being turned into meat paste...
Damn it, if I get turned into meat paste like this, that bastard will definitely laugh at me!
Curse it, I haven't even successfully taken the top spot to teach Simu that jerk a lesson yet!
In an instant, Hidan thought of many things.
Just as he was preparing for his fate as meat paste, he realized the prism above had failed to drop.
He looked up. Several crimson tentacles were firmly holding back the descending prism.
At the ends of those tentacles, a figure emerged.
"As expected of the former genius youth of the Hidden Sand Village. Allow me to introduce myself, I am Simu Kamizuki."