The Muscle God of the Uchiha

In the previous battle, fortunately, Konoha Anbu took action in time and created a barrier that enveloped the arena, so that the aftermath of the explosion did not spread to the stands.

Otherwise, the audience would have been in a state of chaos and there would have been countless casualties.

The referee walked over with a dark face, raised Deidara's arm, and said coldly:

"Deidara, win!"

"It's boring. It's a bunch of bored viewers who don't know how to appreciate art at all."

Deidara complained and spread his hands. Then, he jumped down from the arena that was almost in ruins.

He stayed up all night in the hotel room last night watching entertainment programs produced by Konoha TV, and now he was going back to catch up on his sleep.

before leaving.

Deidara suddenly turned back and glanced at Marissa who was watching the game from a distance.

Zizzi.

The two eyes met in the air, and for a moment they were tit for tat, as if sparks were flying.

In the quarterfinals matchup, Marisa was in the top half and Deidara was in the bottom half.

This means that if the two want to meet in the ring, it will only be in the finals.

"I hope you can survive until the finals, but don't let me down."

Deidara murmured, smiled at Marissa, then turned around and left.

"That guy... looks quite handsome."

Marissa looked at Deidara's leaving back and said to herself. Especially the other party's beautiful long golden hair, which was the same color as her mother and brother, made Marissa feel a little envious.

hateful.

Why did she inherit her father's genes and have Uchiha black hair?

Why don't you take the time to dye your hair or something? Hanabi happened to say that a very good barber shop opened in Konoha.

Marissa's thoughts gradually drifted in strange directions...

"Earth Release: Earth Current Wall Technique!"

The fierce shouts of several Konoha ninjas echoed in the stadium.

Then, with a rumbling sound, the arena that was blown up by Deidara was repaired again.

The third game of the quarterfinals began immediately afterwards.

"It's really exciting to have such a large audience. After all, this kind of occasion is the most suitable to promote the teachings of Lord Evil God."

Hidan carried his exaggerated bloody March Scythe and entered the ring with a smile.

His opponent was a Konoha genin named Takemura, who was twenty-five years old and was the second-seeded contestant in Konoha besides Marisa.

Yes.

Not only the four major ninja villages would take advantage of the situation, but as the host, how could Konoha not make some preparations in order to keep the championship at home.

Takemura was already strong enough to be promoted to Jonin, but it was delayed due to various reasons.

He and Marisa formed Konoha's double insurance.

"Takemura, come on!"

"We must win. Defeat that arrogant guy in Kumogakure and let him see the strength of Konoha ninjas!"

In the stands, the audience cheered Takemura almost unanimously, giving him the home field advantage.

Who wants to see their ninja lose the game at home.

Besides, there is another reason.

This match between Takemura and Hidan was in the second half. This means that once Takemura successfully defeats Hidan, the semifinals will be a duel between him and Marisa.

That is to say.

In the finals then, there will definitely be a player from Konoha.

However, an arrogant and crazy guy like Hidan would not be intimidated by his opponent's home field advantage.

on the contrary.

The louder Takemura's shouts were from the audience, the more excited Hidan became. His blood boiled all over his body and he even licked his lips. He couldn't wait to torture his opponent mercilessly in front of a hundred thousand spectators.

As the referee blows his whistle, the game begins.

Whoosh.

Takemura immediately used the teleportation technique, and his entire movement was like a zigzag lightning, quickly approaching Hidan.

Not only was he determined to win this game, he also vowed to win quickly and beautifully.

Uh-huh.

The sword flashed.

Takemura appeared on Hidan's left side like a ghost, and slashed the latter's arm with the ninja sword in his hand.

There was a clang.

Hidan actually reacted, raised the Bloody March Scythe, and blocked Takemura's attack.

The next second.

"Don't underestimate me, asshole."

Hidan smiled crookedly, swung his scythe vigorously, and launched a counterattack towards Takemura.

What a powerful force.

Zhucun was shocked and did not choose to confront him head-on. Instead, he jumped back and dodged in time.

After this brief trial, the contest between the two quickly became fierce. The two figures on the ring were coming and going, dodging left and right. Their weapons continued to collide, bursting out with bursts of sparks and the sound of gold and iron.

The audience in the stands also fell silent. They subconsciously held their breath and watched the battle in the ring nervously.

finally.

With his superb sword skills, Takemura launched a series of sharp attacks on Hidan, forcing the latter to stagnate and create a flaw.

It's now.

Whoa, the sword flashed again.

With a pop, a cut more than ten centimeters long was cut on Hidan's right arm, and blood flowed out.

His arms also lost strength as a result, and he could no longer hold the heavy bloody March Sickle. He could only let it crash to the ground with a clang.

"Admit defeat, you can no longer fight with me."

Seeing this, Takemura put away his ninja sword and kindly persuaded, "It's over now. If your arm is treated in time, there will be no sequelae. But if it is too late, it will be too late."

In his opinion, Hidan, who had lost one of his arms, had already lost the game.

"Hehehe..."

Hidan put his hand on his forehead and laughed nervously.

"why are you laughing?"

Zhucun frowned, but then he showed an incredibly shocked look.

I saw.

The shocking wound on Hidan's arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon stopped bleeding.

"The game has just begun, my friend." Hidan stared at Takemura with a playful smile.

How can this be?

Takemura's expression became solemn again, and he had to draw his ninja sword again.

In the stands.

Sasuke glanced at the information in his hand, then frowned and said to his cousin next to him:

"That Hidan guy, I heard that he joined an evil cult, and was experimented with forbidden techniques by the cultists. Not only did he survive, but he also succeeded in obtaining immortality.

His recovery ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people. For injuries that would be fatal to ordinary people, Hidan can recover to the point where no trace of injury can be seen at all within a few days.

Now it seems that those rumors may not be groundless. "

"Immortality? Interesting."

Marissa's eyes lit up. In this case, wouldn't it be a perfect human-shaped sandbag?

Although Takemura on the field is a Konoha ninja, Marisa hopes that Hidan can win at this moment.

That way, in the next semi-final, she won't have to worry about accidentally beating her opponent to death with too much force.

But there is no need to deliberately hold back the strength, and you can let go of your fists and kicks and fight to your heart's content.

Hidan's next performance did not disappoint Marisa.

"Hahaha!"

He laughed wildly, picked up his sickle and attacked Zhucun.

Facing Hidan's frenzied attack, Takemura had to avoid the edge temporarily, planning to consume the opponent's physical strength first, and then wait for an opportunity to launch a more deadly attack.

He didn't believe that Hidan was really immortal.

Unfortunately, Takemura had no chance.

During the battle, Takemura avoided Hidan's sweeping scythe, and he was just relieved when the latter suddenly threw the Bloody March Scythe at Takemura.

The bottom of this huge scythe is connected with a rope, and by the expansion and contraction of the rope, Hidan can throw it out unexpectedly and sneak attack his opponent.

"Don't underestimate me, you bastard!"

Takemura shouted sharply and returned Hidan's words intact. At the same time, a burst of chakra erupted from the soles of his feet, pushing his body back violently again.

puff.

Hidan's sneak attack almost failed. He only made a small cut on Takemura's arm, less than one centimeter, which was the extent of breaking the skin.

But for Hidan, this was enough.

"It's time to serve."

He took back the scythe, smiled mysteriously, and his eyes fell on the tip of the scythe, the scarlet blood.

The design of the Bloody March Scythe is not to let Hidan kill his opponent, but to make his attacks hurt the opponent more. It doesn't matter how much he hurts.

Just make your opponent bleed.

What is this guy... going to do?

Under Takemura's confused eyes, Hidan brought the sickle close to his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked Takemura's blood off it with a perverted expression, and then——

He drew a circle with a triangle on the ground using his toes.

No matter what this guy is planning to do, he must not be allowed to finish it!

When Zhucun saw this scene, he had a premonition of great danger. He immediately made a seal without hesitation, then took a deep breath and opened his mouth to spit it out.

Wind escape·vacuum jade.

Whoosh!

In an instant, dozens of wind-escape light waves erupted from Takemura's mouth, like bullets fired from a machine gun, attacking Hidan's head and face.

This B-level wind release ninjutsu is very lethal, and the wind release shock wave it emits is enough to penetrate the opponent's body and beat it into a honeycomb.

Now it's up to you how you respond.

After Takemura used the Vacuum Jade, he stared at Hidan with intense eyes.

Although the opponent's body has strong recovery power, its defense power is not high. The wound opened by his ninja sword before is the best proof.

Takemura's attack this time was not aimed at establishing a victory. He only had to force Hidan out of that disturbing and strange technique, and that would have achieved his goal.

However, what Takemura never expected was.

Facing the incoming vacuum jade, Hidan made no attempt to dodge, but instead showed a smile as if his conspiracy had succeeded.

Puff puff.