Chapter 102
Zixu didn't stop. The Mist-nin reacted immediately. Seeing the prison in chaos, the jailers and guards swarmed like hornets whose nest had been struck, surrounding Zixu and the others from all directions.
Zixu's plan? There was no plan—just rush straight out. But Zabuza and the other man beside him couldn't afford to be so reckless, so he had to take a softer approach.
"Stay close," Zixu reminded.
Zabuza glanced at the Mist-nin swarming in, completely blocking any clear escape route. How were they supposed to break through?
The next second, he understood.
Zixu pulled a thick iron rod from thin air, his entire body swelling in size. His muscles expanded, forming an armor-like layer over his frame, and a strange dark sheen covered both his arms and the iron rod.
"Pay attention," Zixu warned again. He faced the incoming Mist-nin with no hint of panic. Being surrounded was the least of his worries.
Dark blue lightning crackled around the "Brother Brand Iron Stick," radiating an oppressive energy. Zabuza and Haku felt nothing—Zixu had deliberately shielded them from it—but the Mist-nin weren't so lucky.
At first, Zixu merely looked physically imposing. After all, a man growing from 1.8 meters to 4 meters was shocking, but not unheard of. The Akimichi clan of Konoha could pull off similar feats with their Multi-Size Technique. The Mist-nin had seen their fair share of monsters before.
But what happened next was beyond their comprehension.
A terrifying aura exploded from Zixu, targeting their spirit and will. The sheer pressure made it feel as if they were insects beneath the gaze of an ancient beast.