Great Unification of the Ninja World

Chapter 347 Rules and lottery!
When Uchiha Mitsuki walked out of the house, it was still daylight and the sun had just come out.

Last night, he deliberately went to bed very early in order to recharge his energy for today's and tomorrow's match.

Ten minutes later, Uchiha Mizuki came to the northern part of the Forest of Death.

This place was originally a place overgrown with bushes and weeds, but now it has been transformed into a competition field as big as two playgrounds.

At the same time, a lounge was temporarily set up on the periphery for the use of contestants and heads of villages.

There is a huge screen inside, and after the game starts, it will show the battle situation.

At this moment, Uchiha Mizuki was walking there.

After a while, the outline of the lounge became clearer in the field of vision, and Uchiha Miyue quickened his pace and rushed over.

As soon as he entered the lounge, his eyes widened, because other people from Ninja Village had already arrived.

"Why are you here so early?"

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, Uchiha Miyue sat down at a random place and asked with a strange expression.

However, everyone gasped and rolled their eyes, but no one paid any attention to him.

What's the situation... Uchiha Miyue smacked his lips and thought to himself.

After a while, he still found nothing.

"It's amazing!"

Uchiha Mizuki sighed, then closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and patiently waited for the match to begin.

At this time, the Watermelon Mountain puffer ghost beside him was not happy. He smashed the bandage-wrapped shark muscle on the ground heavily, and then grabbed the handle of the knife and swiped hard, plowing a deep thigh-thick mark on the ground.

At the same time, he cursed and said, "You despicable brat!"

"It's you?" Uchiha Miyue opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the watermelon mountain puffer ghost next to him and said, "Is it necessary to hide the ninja's words? If there is anything wrong with me, you can speak up , don’t sit there and get angry with the floor!”

"Little devil, you!"

The oil-painted face of Suikayama Blowfish Ghost was suddenly filled with anger. Although he was not Uchiha Mizuki's opponent, this time it was the Seven Ninja Swordsmen who came.

It's not just him!
He needn't be afraid at all!
At this point, the Xiguashan blowfish ghost gave the answer with half anger and half contempt: "The whole ninja world knows that you, Uchiha Mizuki, are the favorite to arrive early, and you are notoriously cunning. If you don't Afraid that you will do something wrong on the field, why did we come so early?"

"A dog-like thing is not only good at guessing others with the worst malice, but also likes to bark at people shamelessly. Watermelon Mountain puffer ghost, you really have no education at all!"

Uchiha Jianyue responded lightly.

"Little devil, can you say it again?"

The watermelon mountain puffer ghost picked up the shark muscle and was about to slash at Uchiha Mitsuki.

"enough!"

At this moment, Grandma Chiyo stopped the watermelon mountain puffer ghost's death-seeking behavior in time.

After a while, she thought about her words a little bit, and persuaded: "Master Hokage, Kirigakure, calm down, calm down, it will be the Jonin Contest soon, and people with big fists have the confidence to speak, don't they?"

Uchiha Miyue heard the back, sneered, and looked away from the watermelon mountain puffer ghost.

"Good luck to you!"

The shark-muscle sword in Xiguashan puffer ghost's hand still did not lift up after all.

Others' eyes flickered, not knowing what to think.

Seeing this, Grandma Qiandai smiled imperceptibly. It was obvious that her words aroused everyone's competitive spirit.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Konoha's contestants finally arrived.

Uchiha Jianyue glanced around the crowd, stood up and repeated the rules: "For this jounin competition, each party needs to send eight jounin to fight, the competition system is a general knockout round, and there will be no confrontation with the same village in the previous rounds. "

"Finally, I would like to emphasize that during the competition, the opponent can be killed! Of course, if the opponent has already conceded, the contestant must be merciful. Otherwise, stay in the Forest of Death forever!"

Uchiha warned Yueyue with a cloudy face.

Everyone's face tightened, firmly remembering this sentence.

Then, Uchiha Mitsuki glanced at his eight contestants again, and introduced in a deep voice: "The contestants sent by Konoha are Minakaze Minato, Yahiko, Yume Shiwei, Hinata Hinata, Fugaku, Kurama Masaki , Nagato, Minazuki Kyo."

Is there really a yellow flash and a steaming madman... Grandma Chiyo glanced at her ninjas vaguely, and motioned them to follow what was agreed last night.

After Luo Sha and others nodded, she introduced with a smile: "Shayin is Luo Sha, Hakura, Kaliura, Yashamaru, Maji, Zijin..."

Immediately afterwards, Bu Rubi said in a deep voice: "Yunyin's side is Bu Rubi, Tutai, Xiaoai and Qi Rabi..."

Although he read his own name, Bu Rubi didn't smile at all, and was as serious as a Buddha statue.

"Kigengakure is the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, and Masamune." The Xiguashan puffer ghost put away the hostility in his body, stood up, and said in a deep voice to everyone.

With a burly figure, he is like a hill, and just standing there makes people feel more stressed.

"In this case, let's start drawing lots!" Uchiha Miyue didn't want to waste time, and waved to the four Anbu behind him.

They understood instantly, and took out the boxes they had prepared before and came to several responsible persons.

"My lords, this is the box for drawing lots."

"Oh? What kind of draw?"

Bruby stared at the crate all the time.

An Anbu took a step forward and explained in a loud voice: "There are the number plates of the contestants from Konoha and Sand Hidden here, and everyone from Yunyin and Wuyin can just draw directly!"

"It's a reasonable arrangement."

Bruby nodded.

The Watermelon Mountain puffer ghost on the side didn't make a sound either.

After all, Konoha and Sand Yin are allies, and it is understandable to avoid each other in the first round.

"So, you guys come first, or should we come first?" Bruby asked looking into the small eyes of Xiguashan Puffer Ghost.

The Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost thought for a while and replied, "You guys go first!"

"Well!"

Bruby nodded to a young man behind him, and the young man strode forward and put his right hand into the wooden box.

After fiddling for a while, the young man drew out his right hand, unfolded the number plate in his palm, and checked it.

"It's No. 7!" He smiled at Anbu.

"Your opponent is Namikaze Minato!"

Anbe glanced at the dark-skinned youth sympathetically, then took out a notebook and quickly recorded it with a ballpoint pen.

"It's Namakaze Minato, it's unlucky!" Loquat Juzang couldn't help laughing.

Others also had smiles on their faces.

And the young man was laughing too!

To be honest, his strength is not top-notch, and meeting the famous yellow flash in the first round naturally means the end of this competition, but to a certain extent, he can be regarded as protecting his own master, not a loss!

Therefore, the youth is not disappointed.

　Thanks to Brother Wall for the 4 monthly tickets, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)