Naruto's Soft Rice is Delicious

Huh——It's so dangerous, so dangerous, it seems that I didn't count myself.

Thought they were going to perform themselves too.

That's right, including the first generation and the second generation, there are a total of four shadows.

Fighting at this level really has nothing to do with my ninja.

Hmm, what you said just now was really narcissistic, so shameful.

"Dangtang has a thousand troops, how can he not participate, this is the secondary purpose of my arresting you."

...Why is this snake panting so loudly when talking! !

Although I wanted to scold him, but now——

"No, no, no matter how you say it, it's too exaggerated to let me participate in your battle. I'm just a salted fish."

"Don't refuse."

"Be reasonable, you!"

"Reasonable? Okay, this is Master's funeral, don't you plan to do something? Master, Stupid Toad, and I have all been your teachers at 5.2. The three of us will have no face for the invincible [one person] Qianjun! Do you want to make the funeral more grand?"

Fuck!He even played the emotional card! !

Xingshui, speechless, pins his hopes on Jiraiya who is in despair.

"Toad Jing, say something quickly, that greedy snake is crazy, stop him quickly."

"...Funeral? A grand...funeral? For, for the master...ah, no, I got sand in my eyes... Suck... Suck... So that the master can leave with glory, even if I let my flawless become flawless... Flaws are worth it. Smelly brat! Perform well, or I will kill you!!"

"..."

why?

Why did things become like this?

why?

In this case, won't I never be able to clean up! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

第175章 八卦64拳

When Uncle Snake told Zi Lai Ye how to cooperate with her performance.

Xingshui, who lacked interest, focused all his attention on the battle in the arena.

Although I have always known that their strength is very brutal, but my mind will always subconsciously classify them as garbage.

Is this normal?

After all, the two of them seemed to have never made a move when they watched animations before.

Um?No, I vaguely remember that Rizu seemed to have made a move.

All in all, people who can't even leave an impression can't really classify them as strong.

Think about Anbu and speak with conscience, who thinks they are really strong?

From morning to night, every time he played, he was either defeated or killed.

But today, Xingshui finally saw a real performance worthy of the name.

"... hallucination?"

Xingshui rubbed his eyes vigorously for a while, then looked intently again.

Not an illusion, the destruction of those venues is real.

The tens-meter-high wall of the arena was punched with a hollow palm print that seemed exaggerated in kung fu.

It's hard to believe that the palm prints are as big as eight or nine-story buildings.

He doubted that the palm that Rizu slapped out was not the Eight Diagrams Kong Palm but the Tathagata God Palm. 19

There is also a round pit with a diameter of more than ten meters created by Huitian with Rizu as the center on the ground.

Fuyue's Haolonghuo just now is not the size of a train, but the size of a small airliner.

No, no, no, no—!

Neither this nor that is right!

The two soy sauce patriarchs, their destructive power should be smaller, at least five times smaller, which is reasonable.

"That's right, this kind of battle is just enough to be exciting and pleasing to the eye."

The daimyo of the Land of Fire clapped his hands very satisfied.

Except for the daimyo from the Land of Winds who behaved fairly normally, the daimyos from other small countries were as dumbfounded as Xingshui.

Not to mention those salted fish who have never seen the world, in the battles that took place in the arena, it was obvious that the Japanese football team had the upper hand.

"Why, why can you break my illusion!?"

Fuyue looked at Hizuru in astonishment.

Tell me a little bit about what just happened.