People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 80 The God Killing Battle in Jiaodu
"Bullshit!"

Standing on the carriage to observe the battle situation, he scolded with a sullen face, Dignified Hokage competed in physical skills with someone who didn't know where he came from.

But he knew his eldest brother too well, so he could only choose to forgive.

It must be because of interest, let's have fun first.

Staring at the dismounted ninjas, he said to them, "Scatter around and check for ambushes."

With an order from Toboma, the ninjas scattered around in an instant, spreading over the grass and treetops.

Seeing that the defensive formation has been launched, Tomona calmly took out Kunai with the Flying Thunder God printed on it from the ninja bag, and prepared to throw it to end the farce.

Kunai's cold light shined on Danzo's eyes, allowing him to clearly see every move in Torima.

He calmly tapped Hirazan's shoulder.

stamp.

The palm was slapped away, Danzo switched hands and continued.

Poke again.

With an excited face, Hirizhan looked at Danzo who was poking at him displeasedly, and said in a low voice: "The physical combat is exciting, don't make trouble."

Danzo pouted at Tobima.

The imprint of Flying Thunder God came into view, and Ri Zhan realized in a blink of an eye that if this wonderful martial arts duel is left alone, it will definitely disappear immediately.

Pulling Danzo over from the car, he pleaded to the door, "Teacher."

Their pleading only slowed down Toikama's movements.

The changes on the carriage also attracted the attention of others.

Zhili slightly turned the dagger at his waist, stabbed the mirror lying on the guardrail, and mouthed at him.

After reacting, Jing made a clear gesture, came behind them, looked at the battlefield thoughtfully and said, "If Teacher Huohe is here, he will definitely explain Master Hokage's moves in detail."

Ri Zhan looked at Danzo, blinked and said: "Jing is right, I miss the gymnastics class of Teacher Huohe."

Holding the door of Kunai and looking behind him, several students in the car looked at him expectantly, their embarrassing faces eased with coughing: "I just want to teach you how to use Kunai's sneak attack throw Skills are not what you think."

Nao said cooperatingly, "Teacher Feijian, give us a gymnastics class."

Tobima breathed a sigh of relief and adjusted his emotions. His red eyes carefully looked at the center of the battlefield and began to explain.

"Be careful with this punch!"

Hashirama, who was born with strange strength, swung his whistling fist and hammered Kakuzu's chest with one blow.

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

Hashirama looked at the chest exposed under the torn clothes in surprise, the fading black explained why it could block the punch.

"puff."

Blood overflowed from the lips and slid down to the chin, the corners of the mouth were split open, revealing blood-stained teeth, and he smiled, "It's not bad."

"This ninjutsu is really good."

Hearing the praise of the ninja god, Kakuzu raised his arm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, gathered the chakra in his hand again and attacked the man in front of him.

The pure martial arts continued to spread between the two.

The arm hardened by Chakra hit Hashirama's arm, and the pain as if hitting a stone was transmitted from the arm to the brain.

But under the extraordinary resilience of the Thousand Hands Clan, it seemed insignificant.

Hashirama accelerated the speed of punching, so that Kokaku had no time to dodge, and directly punched him heavily. The huge force made him retreat backwards unstoppably, 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 uncomfortable.

Hashirama avoided the black fist with a beautiful sideways movement, and looked at the black fist that swung into the air and hit the ground.

With the face of the fist as the center, there was an unbearable cracking sound from the ground, and the cracks of the spider web spread to the surroundings in response, and the ground suddenly sank and billows of thick smoke rose.

Hashirama concentrated his strength on his legs and swept across, and Kakuto, who couldn't hold back his strength, watched helplessly as he was kicked towards the dense forest in the distance.

The moment he was hit, Jiao didn't even have time to defend against Chakra, he grinned, feeling the tearing pain in his body.

Hurriedly wrapping Chakra around his body, he rolled embarrassingly in the wolf smoke.

The smoke was blown away by the wind, and the corners of the wound were straightened, panting heavily, and looking at the indifferent man in front of him with drooping eyes.

The God of Ninja really deserves his reputation, and he completely crushes himself only in terms of physical skills. He really deserves to be as famous as Uchiha Madara.

As the elite Jonin of Takiyin Village, his reason is already telling him that he can withdraw.

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

Fighting against God is like a fly shaking a tree.

Is it ridiculous?
No.

Dragging a body full of scars, Kakuzu's eyes glowed with never-before-seen light, the black on his arms was soaked with real chakra, forming black waves wrapped around his fists, and he launched another attack with the determination to die .

The roaring wind and waves blew the corner of Zhujian's clothes, and he focused his eyes on him and shouted loudly: "Tell me your name! I approve of your physical skills!"

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

"Boom!"

The two fists faced each other, and there was a sound of bone cracking where the faces of the fists met. The violent fist wind spread to the surroundings, disturbing the rattling of leaves in the distance.

The faces of the two did not change at all, and their eyes full of fighting intent looked at each other, making it impossible to tell who was injured.

The people on the carriage held their breath and watched the battle intently, without making a sound, not daring to disturb the wonderful physical feast.

The black on the fist began to fade, returning to its original color, and Kakuzu's right arm was hanging down feebly.

Only Hashirama's fist remained in the air.

The victory and defeat had already been decided, and the carriage erupted in applause instantly.

The corners surrounded by excited voices were a little lonely, and they looked at the weak and drooping right arm regretfully, took out a kunai hand from the ninja bag and said in front of Hashirama: "I lost."

Looking at Kunaizhuma, he was stunned for a moment, stretched out his right hand to cover Kakuzu's palm, pressed his raised arm back, and said with a smile: "I have never heard of the saying that a ninja who fails to assassinate will kill himself. What's more, there are only you and us present, so you can go."

Reflected in Jiaodu's eyes, the hearty smile of the man in front of him, the sincere smile was full of contagion without any falsehood, making him stand there in a daze.

The smile seemed to melt into his heart, is this the God of Ninja?

His tense body began to relax, and the sense of helplessness after losing his strength instantly filled his whole body, making him sit down on the potholed ground, unable to move.

"Kakuto will no longer accept assassination commissions. 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 Kakuzu's side, knelt down and said very sincerely.

The sun was shining on Zhu Jian's body at this moment, shining on the forehead guard on his forehead, making Jiao feel a little dazed, and he turned his head and said, "Probably."

It seems that this statement is not very good, and hastily changed his words: "Try your best."

"Big brother!"

There was a shout from Fujian in the distance, Hashirama turned his head and looked, the team had been rectified, and even the damaged roads were temporarily repaired by Tudun.

"It's time for us to go." Hashirama said to Kakura, and walked towards the convoy.

"Boom."

A white arc was drawn in the air, the bandage was rolling on the grass, and the only arm that could move was moving at the corner, and when he took it apart in his arms, he found that there were still a few grain pills wrapped in the middle.

Watching the convoy gradually disappearing on the horizon, Kakuzu swallowed a Bingliang pill and silently felt the recovery of Chakra in his body. Although the pill was bitter, it couldn't hide the sweetness in his heart, and murmured: "Konoha? ?”

(End of this chapter)