When Outer Gods Meet Rage Gods

In the morning, the sun is just right.

The orange-haired boy stood in the spacious courtyard and stretched happily.

After Senju Hashirama, the chief physician, repeatedly ensured that the wound was fully recovered and that no toxin remained, Abby finally let go, and hesitantly agreed to Chuya's request to move freely and end his recuperation.

Even though it was only a short week, but at the moment of stepping out of the room and facing the breeze and morning light, people could not help but be moved to tears.

As the boss of one of the local snakes in Yokohama, he has never experienced sitting in a room for such a long time to cultivate, and now his whole body is frantically clamoring for a hearty battle, and his muscles and bones are active and somewhat rigid.

Zhong also turned his head and scanned for a week, but there was no sign of Abby. Presumably, he was going to pick up her good friend from the Thousand Hands Clan that she just met two days ago. He is not in the courtyard.

Very good, it's time to try your own fighting skills. You may not be able to use them in Senshou, but in the future, whether you leave Senshou or successfully return to the turbulent Yokohama area, there is no way to escape from the despicable mouse without strong power. Protect his only treasure in his hands.

It's better to plan early.

After determining the expected target, while it was still early and Abi went out, he put on the clothes that were easy to move, and walked towards the martial arts field that he asked from Hashirama while he was recuperating.

Before he arrived at the venue, he was grabbed by the back collar of fate by a familiar black long straight.

Senju Zhuma greeted with a smile: "Chuya, are you here to practice so early?"

Ruthlessly patted the opponent's hand away, Zhong Yuanzhong also asked suspiciously: "How did you know I was coming?"

"Huh? Didn't you ask me a few days ago? Didn't you just want to recover from your illness and come here to practice while Abby is away?"

The man smiled sincerely, as if he was asking a well-known common-sense question.

Chuya: ... Is his thoughts really so easy to guess?

During the conversation, they gradually approached the training ground mentioned by Senshou Zhujian. They couldn't drive away the orange-haired boy from Zhujian who insisted on watching. Then he stopped and stared in shock at the open space not far away.

"Isn't this the martial arts field? Why is there no one?!" He was so surprised that he yelled directly and froze in place.

Has he been assed?

The promised ninjas are all model workers who work day and night, wear stars and wear the moon, and practice Ninjutsu day and night?Why is there no one in the morning?

Isn't Senshou a ninja family with full combat power from a baby to an old man? He also planned to find a few Senshou ninjas at the practice place to compare their skills, but when he went to the place, he saw that there was nothing but a vegetable garden. What about people? !

Consciously being deceived, Zhong also looked up at the smiling black-haired ninja with the old god, hoping to get a reasonable explanation from the other party.

"Huh? What's the matter?" The ninja who didn't light up the ability to understand the atmosphere wondered.

"……"What do you think?

After silently reciting several times that Senshouzhujian is the savior to stabilize his emotions, the young man asked with a dark face:

"Mr. Hashirama, didn't you say that the martial arts arena is here, why is there no one in the morning?"

"Huh? What are you talking about, Zhongya, aren't we human?" The other party suddenly realized, and at the same time put on an expression of "Are you stupid", almost giving out his filth.

"What about the other thousand hands?"

Don't they need training?Or are there other arrangements for your practice time that he doesn't know about?

"They're practicing somewhere else." Hashirama scratched his head, "Didn't I mention that this is a practice field dedicated to our family?"

The scene fell into an embarrassing silence for a while, and the two looked at each other for a long time, and Zhong Yuanzhong almost gritted his teeth and said every word.

"You, no, tell me!"

"Hahaha, is that so, sorry!"

…………

After solving the oolong incident of cognitive bias caused by insufficient information, Nakaya walked to the center of the field, ignoring the lush green vegetable seedlings growing beside him, and glanced at the onlookers who were eating melons, lost in thought.

Therefore, his original plan to discuss with the Qianshou tribe could not be carried out at least today, so now is it possible to entertain himself with a set of air boxing?

It's too silly to refuse, why not let him follow Abby to dance and sing a song for the old grandmother in the clan to send warmth.

And the culprit who caused this dilemma of suffocation was humming a song with a smile, making a gesture, and using a special ability called ninjutsu to water and loosen the soil around the flowers and plants, just like a hardworking gardener.

Sensing Chuya's gaze, he waved his hand and smiled brightly.

It's hard, the fist is hard, if it wasn't because this guy is the patriarch of the Thousand Hands Clan, he would never——

?

Suddenly remembering the meaning behind this fact, he slightly opened his eyes wide, his gaze suddenly locked on the back of Hashirama, who was obsessed with growing vegetables and couldn't help himself, staring straight at Senshou Hashirama, who still felt his hairs standing on end under the sun , suddenly shivered.

"Mr. Hashirama, I hope you can help me with something."

The young man came to the side of the black-haired man with a acceleration of gravity, and immediately bowed respectfully after landing, and spoke earnestly.

He swears, this is definitely the most respectful attitude he has ever seen in his life.

"?" The ninja, who was at a loss for words in his attitude, turned around with doubts on his face.

Before he could wait, he explained that he wanted to get the guidance of the patriarch Qianshou, and saw the other party thinking for a few seconds, and then said clearly:

"It just so happens that I want to practice my hands, why don't we go together."

This proposal was exactly what he wanted, and Nakaya, who was overwhelmed with surprise, hurriedly nodded in agreement, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh that Senju Hashirama is really a good person, he has never seen such a person in Yokohama since he grew up.

Sure enough, the folk customs of the other world are more simple?

After witnessing the overly exquisite vegetable farmer's behavior in Senshouzhujian, Nakahara Chuya's passionate young heart slowly calmed down. Fortunately, the other party took care of the competition and quickly dealt with the vegetable seedlings. Standing on the side of the practice field.

The sparring is about to begin.

A dark red light appeared on the body, corresponding to the sky filled with sand and rocks slowly rising, the martial arts field under the feet has been reduced to a gravity manipulation prop.

Even in the dark world of Yokohama, he did not dare to underestimate the opponent's strength in the face of ninjutsu and ninjas beyond his understanding.

Kicking the broken stone under his feet towards Qianshou Zhujian, he decided to take the lead in long-range attacks and observe the opponent's attack methods and reactions before making plans.

"Oh, is this the gravity operation? It looks very good!" The ninja, who was facing the stone with a slight movement of his hair, seemed calm and still had time to praise the wonder of the superpower.

Raising his hand, he sideways dodged a few stones, and slapped his palm on the remaining stones. In an instant, dust overflowed.

Shaking away the dust, Hashirama stroked his chin and concluded, "It's kind of like earth escape."

"? You mean dirty?" Nakahara Chuya, who had a better understanding of Hashirama's strength, heard the words.

The effect of filth is not just as simple as gravity, it's just that he can't use it flexibly for some reason. After all, the previous enemies are too weak, and they can be easily dealt with only by gravity and physical skills.

But as soon as he stepped into the different world, he knew that the two people on the opposite side were probably not people who could be easily dealt with. If Senshou Bashima was not a good person, just because of their unknown origins, they should have been plotted by Senshou Feijian for a long time .

Thinking of this, he still explained it.

"My filth is not only gravity, but for some reason, I can't use it casually for the time being."

If you use it, you will lose your mind until you die, so don't mention it, it will probably add unnecessary psychological burden to Abby.

Even so, coupled with the attack power in the filthy form, he actually doesn't have the confidence that he can definitely defeat Senshou Bashirama. Although the opponent has always been kind and occasionally stupid, he is still worthy of respect in terms of strength.

Out of trust and asking for advice, he still told the truth, but unexpectedly the other party accepted it well.

"I get it, I get it, it's the same as Madara's Sharingan that can't be used for too long and has disadvantages, right?"

"Ah, um, big, maybe?"

By the way, what is Sharingan? How do you, a thousand hands, know that this thing has drawbacks?

There were so many slots that he didn't even know what to say.

The red light is gradually deepening, the battle is not over yet——

At the gate of Qianshou's house, the little girl with blond hair was holding the hand of the woman with a high ponytail next to her, talking and laughing, when she just stepped into the small courtyard, she was startled for a moment by the sound of heaven and earth breaking.

Looking towards the source of the sound, Abby, who had just come out of his friend Senju Momoka's house this morning and led the tall female ninja to the patriarch's house, subconsciously tightened the hand of his female companion, looking at a loss.

Senshou Momoka, who came to report the mission, just glanced at the source of the sound and understood it. She comforted in a low voice: "Don't worry, it's the sound of the patriarch getting up to practice ninjutsu in the morning."

There was another roaring sound like a crack in the ground, and the two of them only felt the house and the ground under their feet shaking slightly.

Abby: "... Mr. Hashirama, did you work so hard during practice?"

Qianshou Taohua: "Well, there seems to be no such big movement on weekdays."

Is this a fight with Uchiha Madara?

The two of them, who couldn't get an answer for the time being, made up their minds and decided to go to Qianshou Feijian to talk about the business. At this time, it is not the best policy to go to the patriarch, and he will come back when he is tired.

At the martial arts arena, thanks to the two humanoid self-propelled weapons, the ground is already uneven, and there is no grass in the surrounding area except for the carefully cared for vegetable garden.

After several trials, the advantages and disadvantages of Gravity vs. Ninjutsu were revealed. Senju Zhuma made a gesture to end today's training.

Compared with Hashirama, who was unscathed and didn't even scratch the corner of his clothes, Nakahara Chuya was in a much more distressed state, and the kimono he was wearing was also damaged to a certain extent.

After the actual combat is over, the next step is to analyze and improve.

"This ability is really good. It can be attacked and defended. It is flexible and changeable. It can save a lot of time by eliminating the seal. It should be able to guarantee that it will not fall behind when fighting against most ninjas."

Known as the "Ninja God", the black-haired young man has a correct attitude and rationally analyzes the advantages of abilities.

No wonder that in another world, an unarmed child led a large group of weaker children enough to survive until now. Such abilities must be sufficient in a peaceful world, and there may be more.

But the enemies here are not something he and Abby can handle, at least not now.

"However, Taijutsu is still not outstanding. Gravity and close-fitting suppression alone are far from being able to face more weird ninjutsu attacks."

For example, Mudun's branch attack or any ninjutsu that can be touched can be bounced away by the dirt. If it is too late to open it, you can directly control your own weight and fly up to avoid it. However, the ninjutsu developed by ninjas for family and victory is not only Physically, and mentally.

The most recent example is probably Uchiha's Sharingan. The teenager in front of the mental ninjutsu cannot be effectively avoided. If he fails, he may be in crisis.

Zhong also nodded in response from time to time in the distance, but before they could continue to communicate, a female ninja in simple plain clothes jumped out from behind the tree. After glancing at him, she turned her head to Senju Hashirama and said respectfully:

"Master Patriarch, Lord Feijian wants you to bring Lord Zhongyuan back to the mansion as soon as possible, and talk about something."

"I see, Taohua, thank you for your hard work, we will go back right away."

The two sides looked at each other and set off immediately.

The gravitational light lit up, and three figures flew across the sky, heading towards the Thousand Hands Mansion under the sun.