The New Uzumaki Legend of Naruto

"Menma"

Terumi Mei opened her eyes and looked at the numb face in front of her in surprise. There was no change in appearance, but the momentum changed greatly.

Menma looked at the other person's eyes, smiled and said softly

"I'm fine. I'm still the same person."

As he spoke, he winked at Terumi Mei and asked with a chuckle.

"Nothing gained this time?"

When Terumi Mei heard Menma ask about her changes, she remembered that she felt the situation inside her body carefully. After a moment, she raised her head and looked at Menma affectionately and said

"My understanding of attributes has increased a lot, and my chakra level has reached the zero point. I am very satisfied with this strength!"

Menma stretched out his hand to hold Terumi Mei's tender hands, and felt it carefully. Now that Terumi Mei was close to Izumi's strength, Menma felt happy.

"After that, you just have to rely on yourself to realize it. I'll see if I can help you advance."

Mei Terumi smiled softly and leaned against Menma's chest.

"I hope I can keep up with your progress!

"Then are we going back now?"

Menma placed his chin on top of her head and nodded slightly.

"Deidara and the others will take care of the rest, so let's go!"

As he spoke, a natural breeze swept the two of them into the sky and headed towards the Kingdom of Whirlpool.

Looking down at the shrinking scenery below, Mei Terumi, who was nestling in Menma's arms like a cat, asked curiously.

"Don't you need to fly Thunder God back this time?"

Menma was holding Terumi Mei's slender waist with one hand and holding the new Uzumaki Spear with the other hand, suppressing his excitement and saying

"I just wanted to try out the new power. The speed that is close to teleportation and the power of being able to change the terrain with just one strike are indeed on a completely different level!"

Menma couldn't help but admire. At the same time, he used the whirlpool spear in his palm to draw a stroke on the blue sea below him, and an oasis several kilometers long and wide suddenly appeared. Menma and his two figures in the air did not hesitate for a breath. His effort spanned the entire oasis.

After using several waves of "land reclamation" power, a ship sailing on a certain sea area was "unfortunately" severely shaken by the wind stirred up by Menma's flight.

On the deck, a man wearing a white robe with a gold edge jumped up suddenly. He hurriedly asked someone to stabilize the ship, and then asked suspiciously to the man in a white robe with a purple edge.

"Is there something passing by us just now?"

Izumi supported the heavy frame and answered seriously.

"Sir Deidara, after my scientific force analysis, the wind just now is definitely not a natural wind. There is a 99% chance that it is caused by human factors."

As he spoke, Izumi's triangular eyes hidden under the lenses showed obvious enthusiasm, and his tone became increasingly passionate, uncharacteristically.

"If we can master this wind and have our art, we can reach the designated location quickly.

"Wait! Lord Deidara, I thought of a combination of wind escape and bombs."

Deidara nodded frequently during Izumi's eloquent explanation.

"Yeah! The speed of the wind attribute plus the power of the explosion are great! Izumi, you are really a great artist!"

Deidara couldn't hide the excitement on his face. He blew his bangs and said the final word.

"Then let's call this art work Wind Bomb! Hahaha! I'm really a genius at naming. This is such an artistic sense! Let me try it!!"

As he spoke, a 3-meter-long piece of spindle-shaped black clay came out of Deidara's hand and he threw it into the air with great force and shouted loudly.

"Flow with the wind! Wind Escape·Wind Blow!"

Deidara skillfully used the wind attribute that Menma had transplanted into himself to vigorously blow the fusiform clay, causing it to fly quickly away from the ship.

Seeing the fusiform clay disappear from sight within a few seconds, Deidara nodded with satisfaction and shouted.

"Art is explosion! Drink!"

"boom!"

A loud bang that could pierce the eardrums of ordinary people came from a few kilometers in front of the ship. Deidara and Izumi's eyes reflected a huge white ball of light, and the air waves from the explosion caused the sea surface to roll.

The ship swayed for a while with the ups and downs of the sea, and then two people ordered their subordinates to turn the ship's bow and head towards the direction of the explosion.

Under everyone's surprised eyes, a ship docked next to a desert island that was several kilometers long and wide and had a huge deep pit in the center.

Deidara took out the map from his pocket and compared it up, down, left and right and asked suspiciously.

"Is this place such a big island?"

As he spoke, he gestured with his hands to indicate the size of the island.

Izumi on the side pushed up his glasses and there was obvious enthusiasm dancing on his face.

"As expected of Deidara-sama, the power of the wind blast bombs is far beyond our imagination. The high-speed wind blast bombs have directly evaporated the entire sea.

"Sir! This should be called Windblast Island!"

As he spoke, he even knelt down on one knee and asked Deidara to name this island that appeared out of thin air.

"Hahahahaha!" Deidara put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly. "Then this will be Windblast Island from now on! Artists! Record this place."

"it is good!!"

Everyone cheered in unison, and the deck instantly started to boil.

"What did you guys do to make you so noisy?"

Izumi, wearing a long black straight shawl and a white robe with gold trim, walked from the cabin with a dissatisfied look on her face. Her eyes shot towards Deidara with slight anger.

"Aha! I am creating new art with a woman like you who has no artistic talent."

Deidara shuddered as he looked at Quan, whose eyes were getting sharper, and hurriedly changed his words.

"Legion Commander, we will be in peace here!"

When Quan heard this title, he finally nodded with satisfaction, glanced around, and then said to everyone sincerely.

"Master Menma asked me to be the commander of the Conquering Army because he thinks you explosion artists are unreliable.

"Ahem! Why don't you hurry up and follow Menma-sama's instructions to annex the Kingdom of Tea!"

"You are very reliable as you say. If it weren't for your strength," Deidara leaned behind Izumi and muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing! I said let's go now!" Deidara shook his yellow ponytail and immediately shouted to the person in front of him with a serious face, "Izumi ordered the artists to sail the boat and move on!"

"Okay! Lord Deidara!"

At this time, the two of them had landed firmly on the large white marble balcony of their home.

"It's unimaginable that humans can do this at such a speed."

After flying hundreds of kilometers in ten minutes, Mei Mei looked into the distance and said with emotion.

"This is the power possessed by those six-level powerhouses. With the blessing of natural energy, they can do any incredible thing."

At this time, the sky was still bright and Menma looked at the white ball hanging in the corner of the light blue sky. He suddenly remembered the artificial moon of the Six Paths Immortal before, and his slightly calm mood became excited again.

It wasn't until he truly entered this realm that he realized how incredible it was that the Immortal of Six Paths created the moon.

When compared with the sacred tree, the Ten-Tails, and the thousand-year-old moon suspended in the sky, they seem extremely small.

"You will be stronger than those strong men!"

Terumi Mei turned sideways and gently covered her face with one hand, resting it on the railing. Her eyes were full of determination as she looked at him.

She saw Menma smile softly at her and nodded slightly.

"carry on."

Half an hour later, Menma was sitting quietly on a soft chair in the study room, feeling the flow of power in his body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A loud knock came from outside the door.

Sensing the aqua-blue haired figure at the door, he smiled slightly.

"Your Excellency Shuizexi, do you want to come in?"

With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and a figure with aqua hair, a white robe with gold trim, and earthy cracks on his face and body walked in.

He carefully looked at Menma who was sitting in front of the desk and spoke carefully in ninja terms.

"Congratulations, Menma-kun, on becoming an ultimate esoteric practitioner."