Naruto Frog was afraid of my death, so he stole to write Sharingan overnight
Chapter 148: The secret code: The 7th set of radio gymnastics
Sha's bloody battle is about to break out.
It was accompanied by a small, harsh sound, similar to the sound of rubbing objects, piercing the sky.
The sound of "swishing, swishing, swishing" is endless.
In the narrow space, sand continuously builds various shapes.
If it were just continuous like this, it wouldn't be unusual. This is Sunagakure Village after all.
But the sand gradually gathered into a cone with a polished top, and with the biting cold wind floating in the air, the silence issued a death curse.
"Continuous sand and rain"
Gaara's sand cone attacks indiscriminately like a machine gun.
With a sneer on her face, Shayin seemed to be teleporting away from the dangerous sand.
At the same time, Shayin also seemed to be able to control the sand shot over, and the two sides started a tug-of-war.
Gaara didn't have any murderous intentions, he was obviously very comfortable with it.
In contrast, Shayin gradually fell into a disadvantageous position under the constant attack of sand.
Gaara's figure remained motionless as he stared at Suna, who was constantly dodging sand attacks in a small space.
"Hey." Gaara asked calmly: "Do you feel happy about your life so far?"
After discovering that all the sand stopped attacking instantly, Sunayin still didn't dare to let down his guard, but when faced with Gaara's question, he looked confused, "Huh? What the hell is this problem?"
"I'm different from you. I'm not particularly interested in killing people." Gaara said seriously.
Sunayin was silent for two seconds, then he suddenly smiled evilly and said: "Hahaha, are you resisting the blood of the ninja in your body? A ninja must become stronger through killing, and only by becoming a strong man can he do whatever he wants."
"I'm not resisting the blood of ninjas, I'm just wondering why I should embark on such a bloodthirsty life path."
Gaara stretched out his hand towards Suna, making a gesture of spreading his hands, as if he was praying devoutly, "Sa... tell me, you have lived this way of life for so long, and you feel satisfied and satisfied. Are you happy?"
"Satisfaction? Happiness?" Shayin's expression became a little distorted, as if he heard a question that he couldn't understand at all, and his voice became very sharp, "No, it is precisely because of dissatisfaction with desire that I fight and kill like this. And live!”
The wind blowing in through the crack of the door was above my head, whining sadly.
In the darkness, the two sides faced off for several seconds.
The only sound that could be heard was the sound of Sandone's sword being unsheathed again.
Sandone's murderous intent rose again, and the white blade in his hand clashed with Gaara's sand again.
Poison, wind, sand... almost all passed through it.
Sandone did not use ninjutsu frequently. After all, he was young and his chakra was still limited.
The swift and violent sand tore Shayin's robe apart.
Gaara is still unscathed.
Gaara can easily block any attack with the protective sand. Although Gaara is very patient now, he is also a little impatient.
It's like bullying a child, boring and boring.
That's it, and you're talking about killing Gaara to replace him?
So funny!
Gaara was very disappointed, and controlled the sand. When Sunayin was avoiding the attack, he suddenly tied up Sunayin's legs and swung it violently.
With a "bang" sound, Shayin flew up. He knocked away the old door and fell to the open space outside.
Shayin struggled to get up from the ground, and the silence was broken by him again.
"Ha~ What the hell is happiness? How childish! Gaara." Sunayin held the white blade in her hand, her eyes still full of madness.
Gaara calmly walked out of the inner room slowly and stopped a few meters away from Suna.
Gaara just looked at Suna quietly.
That look was so calm that it seemed to encourage Shayin.
Shayin continued: "For you, no, it should be for all of us. We should not try to resist the violence and bloodthirsty in our hearts, because it is meaningless. If you can't kill others, you will only be killed. Others kill.”
"In the future, you will definitely feel joy from the crazy killing. Aren't we ninjas such weapons of war?"
Shayin's eyes became crazy, as if he had entered a wonderful state, and he vowed: "Happiness, satisfaction, freedom, etc. are all lies."
"You and I are the same as everyone else. We will definitely become ninjas. We will definitely associate with death and killing. This is a reality that has been destined since birth!"
Gaara looked at him with an unchanging expression and said: "There is indeed violence in human bones, but as long as you choose to vent it in a way that does not cause trouble to others, it can be resolved. Only beasts can't control their most primitive desires. "
Hearing this, Sunayin's face darkened, and he took out the sharp blade from his body. With his smooth movements, it was not so much that he pulled out the weapon, but rather that the weapon automatically jumped into his hand.
Gaara didn't put on any posture, his body was neither tense nor relaxed, and his arms hung naturally on both sides.
Sunane's figure kept flashing around Gaara, but his attack would definitely be blocked by Gaara's protective sand, and he would then be grabbed by the sand and play trapeze.
A boring fight...
A typical example of a person who speaks well but is very weak in his abilities.
Gaara was fed up and he planned to just leave like this.
Just at this time.
Something strange invaded the air.
The air seemed to be frozen, not only the air, but also the moving sand seemed to be frozen.
Gaara's face turned serious.
Immediately afterwards, Gaara saw that the chopping hand of Suna in front of him was frozen, as if something was controlling Suna's body, preventing him from continuing to attack.
Shayin's expression became extremely ferocious, and he growled: "Who?"
In the abandoned city where only the wind roared, a new voice emerged.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
A tall figure slowly emerged from the dark corner.
It was a red-haired young man wearing colorful clothes. He had a smile and an elegant figure.
Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared, Gaara's calm eyes suddenly shrank.
Sandin's expression became even more ferocious because he found that he couldn't control himself.
"Aren't brats who haven't become genin yet fighting each other in the village? No, this is no longer the level of fighting each other." The young man in Chinese clothes chuckled.
Sandin took a deep breath, as if he was going to start yelling curses the next second.
The young man in gorgeous clothes quickly interrupted the spell casting with a scream, "Ah~ do you want to resist?"
As he said that, he raised his foot and kicked Shayin accurately on the cheek, "Better...be...be honest with me——"
His voice just fell.
"Bang -" a sound.
Shayin's whole body was stuck to the wall beside her. The wall had not been taken care of for a long time and was full of dust and dirt.
Shayin slowly slid from the dirty wall to the ground.
Before Sandin could struggle to get up, he found that his limbs were moving uncontrollably. After a closer look, he discovered that his body was covered with chakra lines, and the source of the lines was the handsomely dressed young man.
With the nimble fingers of the handsome boy, Shayin's whole body became "high".
"Children, are you too energetic? Let's exercise together. Come on, one two three four five six seven eight, two two three four five six seven eight..."
Along with the rhythm of the boy in sand uniform, Sha Yin danced children's radio gymnastics with convulsions, jumping up and down in various lively postures.
Gaara looked at the horrified Suna with a blank expression.
Suddenly I felt that this scene was so funny.
But I heard the person next to me say in a hateful voice: "I told you, when the dog at home wants to tear down the house, just make it tired and lie down, and it will not have the strength to tear down the house."
Gaara looked at the man silently, then rolled his eyes silently.
The gift box that Yan Bai packed for Gaara every day would contain children's radio gymnastics of shikigami dance.
Because Gaara said that he couldn't remember Yan Bai's face no matter what, Yan Bai took this broadcast gymnastics as a secret code for running.
Gaara was secretly glad that it was a coincidence that Sandone appeared, otherwise the sand sculpture doing gymnastics under the moon would have turned into him.
It was accompanied by a small, harsh sound, similar to the sound of rubbing objects, piercing the sky.
The sound of "swishing, swishing, swishing" is endless.
In the narrow space, sand continuously builds various shapes.
If it were just continuous like this, it wouldn't be unusual. This is Sunagakure Village after all.
But the sand gradually gathered into a cone with a polished top, and with the biting cold wind floating in the air, the silence issued a death curse.
"Continuous sand and rain"
Gaara's sand cone attacks indiscriminately like a machine gun.
With a sneer on her face, Shayin seemed to be teleporting away from the dangerous sand.
At the same time, Shayin also seemed to be able to control the sand shot over, and the two sides started a tug-of-war.
Gaara didn't have any murderous intentions, he was obviously very comfortable with it.
In contrast, Shayin gradually fell into a disadvantageous position under the constant attack of sand.
Gaara's figure remained motionless as he stared at Suna, who was constantly dodging sand attacks in a small space.
"Hey." Gaara asked calmly: "Do you feel happy about your life so far?"
After discovering that all the sand stopped attacking instantly, Sunayin still didn't dare to let down his guard, but when faced with Gaara's question, he looked confused, "Huh? What the hell is this problem?"
"I'm different from you. I'm not particularly interested in killing people." Gaara said seriously.
Sunayin was silent for two seconds, then he suddenly smiled evilly and said: "Hahaha, are you resisting the blood of the ninja in your body? A ninja must become stronger through killing, and only by becoming a strong man can he do whatever he wants."
"I'm not resisting the blood of ninjas, I'm just wondering why I should embark on such a bloodthirsty life path."
Gaara stretched out his hand towards Suna, making a gesture of spreading his hands, as if he was praying devoutly, "Sa... tell me, you have lived this way of life for so long, and you feel satisfied and satisfied. Are you happy?"
"Satisfaction? Happiness?" Shayin's expression became a little distorted, as if he heard a question that he couldn't understand at all, and his voice became very sharp, "No, it is precisely because of dissatisfaction with desire that I fight and kill like this. And live!”
The wind blowing in through the crack of the door was above my head, whining sadly.
In the darkness, the two sides faced off for several seconds.
The only sound that could be heard was the sound of Sandone's sword being unsheathed again.
Sandone's murderous intent rose again, and the white blade in his hand clashed with Gaara's sand again.
Poison, wind, sand... almost all passed through it.
Sandone did not use ninjutsu frequently. After all, he was young and his chakra was still limited.
The swift and violent sand tore Shayin's robe apart.
Gaara is still unscathed.
Gaara can easily block any attack with the protective sand. Although Gaara is very patient now, he is also a little impatient.
It's like bullying a child, boring and boring.
That's it, and you're talking about killing Gaara to replace him?
So funny!
Gaara was very disappointed, and controlled the sand. When Sunayin was avoiding the attack, he suddenly tied up Sunayin's legs and swung it violently.
With a "bang" sound, Shayin flew up. He knocked away the old door and fell to the open space outside.
Shayin struggled to get up from the ground, and the silence was broken by him again.
"Ha~ What the hell is happiness? How childish! Gaara." Sunayin held the white blade in her hand, her eyes still full of madness.
Gaara calmly walked out of the inner room slowly and stopped a few meters away from Suna.
Gaara just looked at Suna quietly.
That look was so calm that it seemed to encourage Shayin.
Shayin continued: "For you, no, it should be for all of us. We should not try to resist the violence and bloodthirsty in our hearts, because it is meaningless. If you can't kill others, you will only be killed. Others kill.”
"In the future, you will definitely feel joy from the crazy killing. Aren't we ninjas such weapons of war?"
Shayin's eyes became crazy, as if he had entered a wonderful state, and he vowed: "Happiness, satisfaction, freedom, etc. are all lies."
"You and I are the same as everyone else. We will definitely become ninjas. We will definitely associate with death and killing. This is a reality that has been destined since birth!"
Gaara looked at him with an unchanging expression and said: "There is indeed violence in human bones, but as long as you choose to vent it in a way that does not cause trouble to others, it can be resolved. Only beasts can't control their most primitive desires. "
Hearing this, Sunayin's face darkened, and he took out the sharp blade from his body. With his smooth movements, it was not so much that he pulled out the weapon, but rather that the weapon automatically jumped into his hand.
Gaara didn't put on any posture, his body was neither tense nor relaxed, and his arms hung naturally on both sides.
Sunane's figure kept flashing around Gaara, but his attack would definitely be blocked by Gaara's protective sand, and he would then be grabbed by the sand and play trapeze.
A boring fight...
A typical example of a person who speaks well but is very weak in his abilities.
Gaara was fed up and he planned to just leave like this.
Just at this time.
Something strange invaded the air.
The air seemed to be frozen, not only the air, but also the moving sand seemed to be frozen.
Gaara's face turned serious.
Immediately afterwards, Gaara saw that the chopping hand of Suna in front of him was frozen, as if something was controlling Suna's body, preventing him from continuing to attack.
Shayin's expression became extremely ferocious, and he growled: "Who?"
In the abandoned city where only the wind roared, a new voice emerged.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
A tall figure slowly emerged from the dark corner.
It was a red-haired young man wearing colorful clothes. He had a smile and an elegant figure.
Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared, Gaara's calm eyes suddenly shrank.
Sandin's expression became even more ferocious because he found that he couldn't control himself.
"Aren't brats who haven't become genin yet fighting each other in the village? No, this is no longer the level of fighting each other." The young man in Chinese clothes chuckled.
Sandin took a deep breath, as if he was going to start yelling curses the next second.
The young man in gorgeous clothes quickly interrupted the spell casting with a scream, "Ah~ do you want to resist?"
As he said that, he raised his foot and kicked Shayin accurately on the cheek, "Better...be...be honest with me——"
His voice just fell.
"Bang -" a sound.
Shayin's whole body was stuck to the wall beside her. The wall had not been taken care of for a long time and was full of dust and dirt.
Shayin slowly slid from the dirty wall to the ground.
Before Sandin could struggle to get up, he found that his limbs were moving uncontrollably. After a closer look, he discovered that his body was covered with chakra lines, and the source of the lines was the handsomely dressed young man.
With the nimble fingers of the handsome boy, Shayin's whole body became "high".
"Children, are you too energetic? Let's exercise together. Come on, one two three four five six seven eight, two two three four five six seven eight..."
Along with the rhythm of the boy in sand uniform, Sha Yin danced children's radio gymnastics with convulsions, jumping up and down in various lively postures.
Gaara looked at the horrified Suna with a blank expression.
Suddenly I felt that this scene was so funny.
But I heard the person next to me say in a hateful voice: "I told you, when the dog at home wants to tear down the house, just make it tired and lie down, and it will not have the strength to tear down the house."
Gaara looked at the man silently, then rolled his eyes silently.
The gift box that Yan Bai packed for Gaara every day would contain children's radio gymnastics of shikigami dance.
Because Gaara said that he couldn't remember Yan Bai's face no matter what, Yan Bai took this broadcast gymnastics as a secret code for running.
Gaara was secretly glad that it was a coincidence that Sandone appeared, otherwise the sand sculpture doing gymnastics under the moon would have turned into him.
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