Konoha's Strongest Meat Escape

"Good job!"

A stern look flashed in the burly Shangren's eyes, the revenge of this arm can be avenged now!

boom!

One foot smashed the floor, and a figure turned into thunder and flashed past, and the distance of more than twenty steps was fleeting.

"Die!"

boom!

The fist as big as a sandbag was wrapped in thunder, and there was a piercing thunder, and then mercilessly smashed into the face of the bull-headed kid.

If this punch is enough to break a mountain and hit a rock!

Must die!

The burly Shinobi's eyes shone brightly, and he seemed to have seen the scene where the head of the bull-headed kid was blown off.

The strength of the arm can't help but increase by three points!

Boom!

A dull collision sounded suddenly!

Just when the burly Jonin's fist was only two fingers away from the tip of Xi Li's nose, a mass of black flames visible to the naked eye suddenly appeared.

The perfect block blocked the opponent's fist.

"This is..."

"Black flames?"

"Why is it not hot, but feels like being hammered on a steel plate?"

The burly Jonin looked puzzled.

For a moment, I forgot the next move!

The host is attacked in an unconscious state, and the heavy gold flame defends itself and forcibly wakes up the host at the same time.

Zheng!

Under the illusion, the sleeping bull-headed imp suddenly opened his eyes.

A red light flashed from his eyes!

Whoa!

Dangerous breath...

Spread out.

"you..."

If it weren't for his life-and-death teammates for many years, the burly Jonin would almost suspect that Kawakami Hitoshi was cheating him, and deliberately unlocked the illusion!

"Now it's my turn!"

Although he lay down for a second, Xili's consciousness recovered very quickly.

Clap!

A seemingly small hand stretched out like lightning, and five slender fingers stretched out into a palm, grabbing the burly Jonin's fist.

It's too late, it's too soon.

At the same time as punches and punches collided!

Xi Li's other hand was not idle either, his muscles bulged suddenly, and he swung the mace across the air and smashed it at the side of the burly Jonin.

A thick and dull breath spread out!

Makes the air even heavier.

Feeling the suffocating sense of oppression, the burly Shangren shivered, and he could feel the terrifying power without looking at it.

Even the wind became more hasty and manic.

The crippled arm was even more painful at this time, reminding him of the power of that huge mace.

"Go back!"

The phantom jonin behind him suddenly changed his face, and hurriedly yelled a reminder.

The burly man's eyelids twitched violently.

I don't want to retreat?

How can I retreat when my hand is caught?

The completely disproportionate palm grasped his fist like iron tongs, as if the other party was a Jōnin and he was just a rookie of Jōnin!

suddenly!

Several strange and powerful breaths suddenly appeared.

Before Xi Li's mace arrived, a wave of combined ninjutsu attacks was the first step to attack.