"Nothing!"

Standing in the carriage to observe the situation of the battle, Tomoma scolded with an angry face, Naruto competed with someone who didn't know what origins were.

But he knew his elder brother too much and could only choose to forgive him.

I must have aroused my interest, and I will have fun first.

Watching the dismounted ninjas, he said to them, "Scatter around and check if there are any ambush everywhere."

With Tobirama's command, the ninjas instantly dispersed around and spread across the grass and treetops.

Seeing that the defensive formation had already begun, Tomoma quietly took out the Kyuuba with the flying thunder god from his ninja bag and was ready to throw it over to end the farce.

The cold light of Kowloon shone in Danzo's eyes, allowing him to clearly see Tobirama's every move.

He kept lit up the shoulders of Hizhan.

stamp.

His palm was slapped open, and Danzo changed his hand and continued.

Poke again.

Hinazawa, who was excited, looked at Danzo who was poking him unhappily, and whispered: "The physical skills battle is exciting, don't make trouble."

Danzo bluntly to Tobirama's side.

The mark of the flying thunder god came into view and made Hizhan understand in the blink of an eye. If he let this wonderful physical art duel be left alone, he would definitely disappear immediately.

He pulled Danzo and overturned over the car, begging Tobirama: "Teacher."

Their begging only slowed down Tobirama's movements.

Changes in the carriage also attracted the attention of others.

Jiri slightly turned the short knife around his waist, stabbed the mirror lying on the guardrail, and lipped at him.

The mirror, who reacted, made a clear gesture, came behind them, looked at the battlefield and said thoughtfully: "If it were Teacher Huo Kuang, he would definitely explain the Naruto's moves in detail."

Hizawa blinked at Danzo and said, "What Jing said makes sense. I miss Mr. Huo Nucle's physical skills class."

Tomoma, who held Khuna, looked behind him, and several students in the car looked at him expectantly, and their embarrassing expressions eased with coughing: "I just want to teach you how to use Khuna sneak attack to throw the throwing technique, not what you think."

Naozuo said in a very sarcastic voice: "Teachomata, teach us physical education classes quickly."

Tobirama breathed a sigh of relief and adjusted his emotions. Her red eyes looked at the center of the battlefield seriously and began to give an explanation.

"Be careful of this punch!"

Hashirama, who was born with strange power, waved his howling fist and hit Koto's chest with one blow.

A dull sound came from his chest, and the clothes behind him burst out, and the vigorous wind and waves rushed towards the trees behind him.

Hashirama looked at the exposed chest under the broken clothes in surprise, and the gradually hidden black explained why it could block the punch.

"puff."

Blood overflowed from the lips and slid towards his chin, with the corners of his mouth splitting and blood-colored teeth showing, and he smiled and said, "It's not bad."

"This ninjutsu is really good."

Hearing the praise of the Ninja God, Kok raised his arms and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, gathering chakra again in his hands and attacking the man in front of him.

The pure physical technique continues to be performed between the two.

The chakra's hardened arm hit Hashima's arm, as if the pain of a collision with a stone was transmitted from the arm to the brain.

But under the extraordinary recovery power of the Thousand Hand Clan, it seems insignificant.

Hashima accelerated the speed of his fist, so that Kazuki didn't even have time to dodge, and directly hit him with one punch. The huge force made him retreat backwards, leaving two scratches on the ground with his feet.

Although chakra can harden the skin under the clothes, the shock waves on the body surface still make him feel uncomfortable.

Hashirama was beautifully evaded the black fist sideways, looking at the black fist that was waving the air toward the earth.

With the fist as the center, the earth heard the sound of rupture that was difficult to bear. The cracks of the spider web spread around, and bursts of smoke suddenly sank from the ground.

Hashirama concentrated his strength on his legs and swept across it. The horn that could not retract his strength was watched helplessly as he was kicked into the dense forest in the distance by a leg.

The moment he was hit, Kou didn't have time to defend himself, grinning and feeling the tearing pain on his body.

He hurriedly wrapped his chakra around his body and rolled in a mess in the smoke.

The smoke was blown away by the wind, and the corners of the wound were covered with straightening their backs, panting, and looking at the calm man in front of them with drooping eyes.

The God of Ninja is indeed well-known. He completely crushes himself in terms of physical skills alone. He is truly worthy of being as famous as Uchiha Madara.

As the elite of Taki Hidden Village, Sushi was already telling him that he could withdraw.

But his legs seemed to be rooted in the earth and refused to move because the man praised his ninjutsu.

Fighting towards God is like a flock shaking a tree.

Is it ridiculous?

No.

Dragging his body covered with scars, the horns had a light that had never appeared before. The black on his arms was stained with substantial chakra, forming black waves wrapped around his fist, and launching another attack with the determination to die.

The roaring wind and waves blew the corner of Hashimama's clothes, and his eyes were concentrated and shouted at him: "Say my name! I agree with your physical skills!"

The man running in the wind rolled up a black whirlwind around his body and said in a deep voice: "Kaodu!"

"Dong!"

The two fists face each other, and the sound of bone cracks burst out where the fists meet. The violent fist wind spreads around, disturbing the leaves in the distance.

The two men's faces did not change at all, and their fighting gazes looked at each other, making it impossible to tell who was injured.

The people in the carriage held their breath and watched the battle with concentration, without making any noise, and did not dare to disturb the wonderful physical skills feast.

The black on the fist began to fade away and returned to its original color, and Koudu's right arm fell down weakly.

Only Hashima's fists remained in the air.

The winner was decided, and the carriage burst into cheers instantly.

The corners surrounded by the excited voice were a little lonely. They looked at their weak and drooping right arm with regret, took out Kumami from their ninja bag and handed it in front of Hashima: "I lost."

Looking at Khumiharama, he was stunned for a moment, stretched out his right hand covering Koto's palm, pressed his raised arm back, and said with a smile: "I have never heard of the failure of the assassination of a ninja who will be self-destructive, not to mention that only you and me are present, so you can leave."

Kaoru's eyes were reflected, the man's hearty smile in front of him, and his sincere smile was full of infectiousness and no falsehood, which made him stand in place in a daze.

The smile seemed to be integrated into his heart. Is this the god of ninja?

The tight body began to relax, and the feeling of helplessness after taking off his strength instantly spread throughout his body, making him sit on the bumpy ground and unable to move.

"Kaodu will not accept the assassination commission in the future. The hatred between ninjas should not continue like this. Now that peace has come, I hope you can go to Konoha to have a look."

Hashirama walked to Kakuto, squatted down and said sincerely.

The sunlight shone on Hashimara's body at this moment, shining on the protective forehead on his forehead, making Koko feel a little dazed, and turned his head and said, "It's probably."

It seemed that this statement was not good, so I quickly changed my words: "Try to do it."

"Brother!"

Tobirama's shouts came from a distance. Hashirama turned his head and saw that the team had been rectified, and even the damaged road was temporarily repaired by earth escape.

"It's time for us to set off." Hashirama said to Kaoru and walked towards the convoy.

"Dong."

A white arc was drawn in the air, and the bandage rolled on the grass, with the only moving arm around the corners. He held it in his arms and found that there were still several soldiers and food pills wrapped in the middle.
Chapter completed!