At the beginning, Hinata was summoned, and the cat fairy bullied the ninja world

Minato and Tobirama put their heads together and started discussing very seriously.

Tobirama coughed dryly, his eyes somewhat evasive:

"Well... I came quite late, junior, do you think I was too strict with Ding Zi?"

Minato smiled awkwardly:

"This...seems...as if...it is a little bit..."

"Yes, that's right. Why are you saying a bunch of useless things? It seems that Chouzi really didn't cause any damage to Konoha. My Flying Thunder God..."

Minato understood immediately that Tobirama had wanted to give Flying Thunder God to Chouko for a long time, but he couldn't do it for the sake of face.

If the elders want to save face, they will definitely ask the younger generations to step forward!

"Well! I think Ding Zijun can learn Flying Thunder God. If Senior Tobirama agrees, then I will give it to him. If Kushina can be resurrected, it will be a good thing for us."

Tobirama snorted softly:

"We still need to observe more. If he wants to be the Hokage, let him do it. Monkey... I just hope that Chouzi will spare the Sarutobi and Shimura clans a way out for our sake..."

“I’m afraid this is a bit difficult…”

Minato didn't say this out loud, but judging from Chouji's current attitude towards his enemies, he will definitely wipe them out!

Recall those who became enemies of Ding Zi, which one is still alive?

At that time, Kakashi’s plea was useless against those members of the Root.

Even Danzo Shimura died once, right?

As for the evil cult base just now, they saw it clearly. Ding Zi completely implemented one word: leave no one alive!

Even the test products were sold.

"We can always talk. Ding Zijun treats his friends very well."

"When this matter is over, I will talk to Ding Zijun about the Flying Thunder God."

In the end, Minato did not express his inner thoughts, and the soul space fell into silence again.

......

At the same time, in the east of Yu Kingdom.

"It looks like we've gotten rid of the pursuers..."

Asuma sat against a tree trunk, covering the wound on his abdomen. He lit a cigarette with his trembling blood-stained hands and took a deep breath.

Not far away, Hong expressionlessly took out a bandage and bandaged herself.

After a moment of silence, Asuma said in a deep voice:

"Hong, I want to..."

"Asuma, we are on a mission. Don't bring personal matters into the mission. This is basic common sense for ninjas."

Hong simply interrupted Asuma's spell, but Asuma refused to give in. He grabbed Hong's shoulders and pressed her under him, panting:

"Hong! I really like you! Everything that happened before was my fault. Can you give me a chance?"

Hong suddenly laughed, and the sarcasm on her face could not be suppressed at all:

"So this is the purpose of this mission, right? The Third Generation already knew that it would be difficult for the two of us to deal with these people, but their lives would not be in danger."

"Let's go through life and death and then save me?"

Asuma had a look of shock on his face, but the red beneath him turned into a shadow and slowly dissipated.

Then Hong's voice sounded behind Asuma:

"This was my last chance to give you, but you didn't take it. You're still insulting our feelings with your ridiculous tricks."

Asuma couldn't believe that Hong was always on guard against him, and quickly opened his mouth to explain:

"No, Red..."

"That's enough!" Hong interrupted Asuma directly, and the last bit of nostalgia in his eyes disappeared completely: "We are just friends, and we will only be friends."

"Let's keep some dignity for each other."

The last bit of light in Asuma's eyes slowly faded away. He smiled at himself and sat slumped on the tree trunk for a long time in silence.

"It's time to rest, let's go. There is one last mission point, and we can go back after we complete it."

"It's great to be the Hokage's son. It's so easy to complete an S-rank mission."

Hong sneered, without even looking at Asuma, he rushed straight towards the next mission point. Asuma's face changed for a while, but he finally gritted his teeth and followed.

A few hours later, Asuma and Hong Zang were in the tree canopy looking towards a col below.

The valley looked like a bandit's den, with many ninjas patrolling and captured ordinary people locked in cages. Every now and then, a few ninjas would drag away a few young women, followed by heart-wrenching screams and hideous grins.

"This is the last mission point. According to the intelligence, there is only one Jonin and five Chunins here."

"But it's quite strange that there are jonin among the bandits. We still have to be careful."

"Oh! Then I'll go first."

Asuma said this and leaped directly into the village. The next second, the alarm bells in the village rang loudly:

"Enemy attack!!"

In a short while, a jonin and five chuunins rushed out, and Asuma quickly formed seals with his hands:

"Fire Escape·Ashes Burning!"

A burst of smoke spewed out from Asuma's mouth, instantly spreading to surround all the ninjas one meter in front of their eyes, and the next second, flames shot out from inside the smoke!

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Several figures escaped from the smoke, waving their weapons and charging at Asuma. The gloves on Asuma's fists glowed blue, and he roared and smashed at a Chunin:

"Tornado Fist!"

"boom!"

With one punch, the figure in front of him turned into a wooden stake. Asuma had already started to seal his hands before he turned around. The moment the seal was completed, he turned around and released a ninjutsu:

"Wind Style: Dust and Wind Technique!"

The strong wind wrapped in smoke roared in like a hurricane. Two of the Chunins were unable to dodge and could only raise their hands to defend themselves. However, they did not expect that there were a lot of wood chips and stones hidden in the smoke!

These inconspicuous things were no less powerful than kunai at such a high wind speed. After a few screams, the bodies of the two people on the ground were riddled with holes.

"How dare you!? Damn Konoha ninja!!"

As the jonin spoke, he took out a huge scroll and unfolded it. He bit his right thumb and made a seal with his left hand:

"open!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Smoke rose, and ten puppets holding knives slowly floated up. The senior ninja also took out a knife and drew his two fingers across the blade. The blade suddenly lit up with the same brilliance as Asuma's brass knuckles!

"Ninjutsu: Wind Blade!"

The long swords in the hands of the ten puppets around the man also lit up with chakra light at the same time, and the next second they turned into afterimages and rushed towards Asuma.

“Ding ding ding ding…”

Dense sparks appeared around Asuma. Relying on his excellent physical skills, Asuma fought and retreated, and escaped from the siege of the puppets in a few quick steps.

However, at this time, the Jonin and the Chunin beside him all laughed.

“Puff…Puff puff puff puff…”

Just before Asuma figured out what was going on, his skin suddenly began to burst, and a large amount of blood spurted out. The severe pain made him kneel on the ground immediately.

"Chakra?... Turns out those knives were just a cover."

Asuma clearly remembered that he blocked every knife attack, but the wounds at this moment were where the knives attacked.

In other words, the opponent's real means of attack is the wind-attribute chakra attached to the knife. Even if the knife is blocked, the chakra will still cut the skin.

"Haha, did you notice? The enemies killed by the boss have at least hundreds of wounds on their bodies. Just enjoy it slowly!"

At this moment, a breeze suddenly blew around, carrying a large number of cherry blossom petals through the air.

"Magical Three Cherry Blossoms..."