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Chapter 138 Chunin Exam (Seventeen) (Locke Lee!)

"Don't underestimate me!!!"

Xianglin roared angrily, breaking through the ground from the fist mark.

Blood was left from Xianglin's head, but she couldn't see where the wound was. Her left hand was drooping, but her fingers were tentatively moving.

Good guy, I'm direct Good guy, this vitality.
Isamu Fujita held down his twitching eyelids and continued to watch the situation on the court.

Li Luoke nodded as if he understood something, his figure disappeared, leaving an illusory afterimage on the spot, he came behind Xianglin in an instant, and then punched out mercilessly.

"Ah"

The corners of Xianglin's mouth raised, and she tilted her head like a prophet, avoiding the blow perfectly.

One hit, two hits, three hits.
Li Luoke swung his fist frantically, but Xianglin dodged it with a very small movement.

This is the secret technique of perceiving ninjas, and it is one of the ultimate ninjutsu developed by Xianglin under the guidance of Zhuge Wuming.

Perception Mystery · Extraordinary Perception!

According to Zhuge Wuming, this ninjutsu has an infinite future, and when it develops to the end, it can even predict the future attacks of the enemy. That is a new realm, [prediction]
Du gate is a gate of speed.

After opening the Du door, the body's speed, nerve response, muscle response and a series of things will be greatly improved, but Xiao Li's increased speed still cannot touch Xianglin.

"Oh!"

Xiao Li's heavy foot stepped on the ground to create a deep depression, and Xiang Lin slipped away before he stepped on the ground.

She opened her mouth, but in the end she didn't say anything mocking.

"It's really strong! It's great that I chose to take the Chunin exam."

As Xiao Li said, there were actually two lines of tears in his eyes.

"This is youth!"

He clenched his fists and shouted loudly.

After being touched by himself, he turned his head to look at Xianglin.

"I'm going to use all my strength, I may not be able to hold back, I'm sorry"

After apologizing, he slowly closed his white eyes.

Xianglin looked at Locke Li standing there, a huge sense of threat came from nowhere, her hairs stood on end, Ninjutsu flocked to Locke Li with her eyes closed.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The bronze-colored skin collided with the ninjutsu, and there was a crisp impact sound from time to time. Rock Li remained motionless in place, and was slowly "hammered" into the soil by the ninjutsu.

Tu Dun·Huangquan Marsh!
Xiang Lin seemed to have thought of something, quickly forming a seal, chakra flowed out like a waterfall, and the entire "fist seal" turned into a swamp.

"call"

I haven't had this feeling of emptiness for a long time, and it has consumed more than [-]% of my chakra!

Xiang Rin wiped the sweat off her brow, and was about to ask Isamu Fujita to announce the winner and take over.

"Boom!!!"

Earth tremors
Xianglin squatted down halfway, holding onto the only land in the swamp.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Locke Lee rushed out from the depths of the ground, Dumen's soft air waves also turned into Jingmen's sharp air waves, the sharp air waves tore through the air, making an unpleasant tearing sound.

"Here it is, my last trick!"

Li Luoke stepped on the air and quickly climbed up to the sky. He shouted at Xianglin on the ground, clasped his hands with fifteen fingers together, and slowly raised it above his head.

"Locke Li's Youth Physique Mysteries!"

"Ping! Sea!"

Rock Li's voice came from the air, and even the daimyo of the Fire Nation put down his snacks and stared at him blankly.

As the sound of "Ping Hai" fell, Rock Lee's hands also fell
Xianglin raised her head stubbornly, but was directly crushed by the wind pressure and fell to the ground
I'm going to lose
She is lying on the ground, above the slowly falling transparent waves
I don't know if I can survive
I don't know, Junmaro
She forcibly gathered Chakra, raised her head, and looked at Kimaro who was sitting firmly in the auditorium.

The air waves fell, bringing up muddy water all over the sky, and the muddy water covered everyone's sight, even the daimyo of the Fire Nation, who had always been uninterested in these things, poked his head to look at the field.

"Winner, Rock Lee."

The mud and water fell, the smoke and dust cleared, and Isamu Fujita stood in the field, his white robe fluttering in the wind, like a needle that stabilized the sea, fixing everyone's hanging hearts.

He carried Locke Li in his hands to his shoulders, and looked at Xianglin who was touching herself with her eyes closed.

If there are more people like Xiang Rin, the sales of women's novels in the ninja world should also be good?

Isamu Fujita shook his head, putting the thought behind him.

"Jun Malu?"

Carrying Rock Li on his shoulders, he turned his head to look at Kaguya-kun Maro who was sitting firmly in the auditorium.

"Shu~"

Junmalu and Chongwu appeared on the battlefield in an instant, Junmalu picked up Xianglin and moved his mouth.

"thanks."

After speaking, he went back again.

"Hehehe~"

Chong Wu scratched his head foolishly, blushing: "Thank you, Mr. Fujita."

???

You didn't fight, and you didn't hug Xianglin, you blushed like a bubble teapot!

"Oh."

Isamu Fujita dealt with Hanhan indifferently, then flashed away.

Run, idiots are contagious, and if you get close, you will be contagious. Look, Jun Malu can't even laugh!

Chongwu looked at Isamu Fujita who flashed away, scratched his head foolishly, then turned around and left from this messy battlefield.

The maintenance team came up with tears streaming down their faces, they are not human!not human!It's the last game today, can't we protect the field!
I have to work overtime again today.
The ninjas in the maintenance team were weeping and repairing the battlefield in pain.

"My lord, are you still satisfied?"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi first took a deep look at Isamu Fujita, and then turned his head to look at the daimyo sitting at the head.

"The needle does not poke, the needle does not poke!"

Daimyo, with chocolate on his hand, clapped excitedly.

"Especially that one, that thick-browed watermelon head, what's it called?"

Daimyo subconsciously looked at Isamu Fujita.

"Locke Lee, my name."

There are no honorific words from adults, but the daimyo doesn't care at all.

"That's right! Rock Lee, he's really amazing!"

The daimyo clapped his hands, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
I grass!

Doesn’t this daimyo like tanks (just look at daimyo’s wife, she’s a pure tank), and he’s also a mountain-backer!
Isamu Fujita got goose bumps all over his body, and he didn't care about making money, so he moved away from the daimyo calmly.

"Damyo-sama means"

The old man Sarutobi narrowed his eyes and looked at Daimyo.

"Your bills could be more, I need more great lads."

Daimyo turned to Sarutobi Hiruzen, the nature of the strange light in his eyes had already changed.

"Thank you, my lord."

The Third Hokage Hiruza Sarutobi nodded slightly to express his gratitude, and arranged for the daimyo to be carried off the high platform.

Isamu Fujita also walked to the edge of the battlefield at this time, he looked at the maintenance team and smiled.

"Let me do it!"

He greeted and took over all the work of repairing the battlefield.

The maintenance team left thankfully, leaving Isamu Fujita to look at the battlefield alone.

Orochimaru's revenge is about to begin!
He smiled, turned and left.

After a while, three black shadows appeared here.

"Temari, Kankuro, arrange it."

Gaara's voice sounded, this is only the first step.
(End of this chapter)