Orochimaru was obviously acting on his own initiative and lowered the concentration without informing him.
Although this made Lei Luo feel a little unhappy, he was successful now, and Orochimaru also had good intentions, so there was no need for him to hold on to this.
Compared to this, there was another thing that concerned Lei Luo more.
"Seven point five percent..."
After whispering this value, Lei Luo clenched his fist, feeling the explosive power in his body, and sighed involuntarily:
"The First Hokage Senju Hashirama...it's really hard to imagine how powerful his physical power is."
At this moment, Lei Luo had an intuitive understanding of the power of Senju Hashirama for the first time.
This kind of knowledge was not obtained through the scenes of the other party using various techniques in the animation of his previous life, but he truly experienced it with his own nerves.
Just a small piece of meat separated from the opponent's body, after being mashed and diluted, can more than triple the amount of chakra without even reaching a cell concentration of 10%.
His physique has been enhanced by an unknown amount.
So what level of power will Senju Hashirama and even his opponent reach after entering the sage mode?
Although Lei Luo didn't know it, he could tell by just thinking about it that it was definitely far beyond the Kage level. Even the peak Jiraiya and the immortals like Orochima Kabuto couldn't be compared at all.
From this, Lei Luo couldn't help but have a question in his mind:
If I were to face Senju Hashirama now, what would be my chances of winning?
Considering that the level of time-based abilities is much higher than that of Wood Release Ninjutsu, then perhaps as long as the battle is maintained within a certain scale, Tarello does not seem to have no chance of winning.
But if Senju Hashirama keeps amplifying his moves...
Okay... Lei Luo decided not to think about this matter for the time being, and instead focused on Orochimaru beside him, he said with a serious face:
"I feel like I've become stronger."
Although Orochimaru wanted to say, "It's none of my business how powerful you become," but in the end, he resisted the urge to say this and smiled with a slightly embarrassed expression:
"Then I really congratulate you, Lei Luo."
"I estimate that even Sarutobi-sensei is far from your opponent now."
Orochimaru's two flattery words obviously made Lei Luo very happy, so he smiled heartily and replied:
"That old fellow Sarutobi Hiruzen still has a few tricks up his sleeve. If we face the enemy head-on, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort even for me to take him down."
Lei Luo thought that what he said was relatively modest, but when Orochimaru heard it, he had some different thoughts in his heart.
'To describe the Third Hokage, Sarutobi-sensei, who has many titles such as Ninja Hero, Ninja Doctor, etc., and is famous in the ninja world, as just being a bit of a jerk?'
'Lei Luo, you seem to be very swollen now...'
"Are you talking nonsense because you are happy, or do you really think so in your heart? How much have Hashirama cells improved your strength?"
Orochimaru was thinking about something in his mind and did not respond for a while. Lei Luo coughed lightly when he saw this. After the other party seemed to have calmed down, he said lightly:
"By the way, there are a few things I forgot to tell you."
Noticing that Lei Luo's tone had returned to calmness, Orochimaru suppressed the thoughts surging in his mind and asked curiously: "What's the matter?"
Lei Luo thought about his words and slowly told Orochimaru about his covenant with Danzo, and then told about the fight that happened this morning with Xiao Chun who had moved to bed.
Orochimaru didn't look too surprised. Perhaps he expected that such a day would come sooner or later, so he didn't comment on it and just listened quietly to Lei Luo's narration.
After Lei Luo finished speaking, Orochimaru only asked one question:
"I remember, didn't you promise the position of the Fifth Hokage to Minato? If you do this, what will Danzo do?"
"Or in other words, what should Minato do?"
It has to be said that Orochimaru's focus was very strange. He neither asked Lei Luo how he planned to deal with the war with Sunagakure Village, nor how he would deal with the subsequent counterattack of the Hokage series.
His questions only focused on such a small matter... which seemed insignificant to Lei Luo.
A trace of displeasure flashed across Lei Luo's eyebrows, he waved his hand and replied casually: "I have my own plan for this matter, so you don't have to worry about it."
Orochimaru opened his mouth, as if he wanted to ask Lei Luo what his plan was, but seeing that the other party seemed unwilling to say more, he closed his mouth in a wise manner.
However, although Orochimaru stopped asking, Lei Luo thought: After all, the other party helped him successfully transplant Hashirama cells, and there was no credit but hard work, so it seemed a bit bad to dump Orochimaru's face like this.
So, after thinking for a while, Lei Luo glanced at the syringe placed next to the operating table, raised his hand, took it over, and stuck it directly on the wrist of his other hand.
The needle went straight to the artery. Lei Luo drew blood for himself while mobilizing the power of time to blend into the blood at his wrist. At the same time, he said to Orochimaru without raising his head:
"Orochimaru, thank you for your hard work on this trip."
"I promised you before that I would give you a copy of my own blood, and now is the time to fulfill it."
Orochimaru glanced around in confusion and paused for a moment on the bloodstains scattered throughout the laboratory, the meaning of which was self-evident.
That's probably because there's already so much of your blood here, so why bother taking out a tube?
At this moment, Lei Luo pulled out the syringe and noticed the expression on Orochimaru's face. He couldn't help but smile and explained:
"That blood doesn't have my power in it. It's just ordinary blood. You probably won't be able to find out anything about it."
"But this one is different." As he said this, Lei Luo threw the syringe in his hand in the direction of Orochimaru.
The syringe drew an arc in mid-air. Orochimaru saw this and wanted to reach out to catch it, but unexpectedly, in the next second, there was no feeling on his palm.
Subconsciously he raised his head, and when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, Orochimaru's pupils seemed to shrink to the extreme, forming small pinpoints.
"This, this is..."
Within the field of vision, the syringe was suspended quietly in mid-air, motionless, and even the liquid inside it did not make a single ripple.
Around it, there was a faint sphere with a radius of about twenty or thirty centimeters, emitting a faint gray light, wrapping it in it.
Orochimaru squinted his eyes and observed carefully, and saw a drop of blood under the needle of the syringe, which seemed to have just been scratched, but it was also stuck there strangely, with no sign that it was about to fall to the ground.
"Is this... time standing still?"
Turning his head and looking towards Lei Luo, Orochimaru's face looked extremely serious, with a hint of solemnity.