Chapter Thirty-Eight: Go!
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Before I knew it, the cold wind had gradually subsided.
In the depths of the deep night, the clouds that were hidden in the sky gradually drifted into the distance, and the rain did not fall after all.
At this moment, it is located in the border area of the Land of the Soup and the Land of the Mist further north.
"Snort!"
The boiling thunder light bathed a tall figure, and the fiery and violent force seemed to make the air twist slightly.
His gaze seemed to be filled with thunder that could not be discharged, and he stared at the three figures not far away majestically and indifferently.
"Konoha. How dare you chase here!
He sneered coldly, and then in the next moment, he suddenly moved, and the afterimage of his body was wrapped in a terrifying speed and power that was almost like an aurora, and rushed towards the three figures wrapped in black robes.
The violent aura almost set off a storm and came in an instant.
"What!?"
The three ninjas who belonged to the roots of Konoha couldn't help but change their expressions drastically, and their expressions were frightened. But before he could react in the slightest, as a thunderbolt crossed his eyes, followed by a crisp bone cracking sound of a fine 'Gragra' resounded in his body.
"Huh!"
The intense spasms and sharp pain caused them to let out a brief howl, and then fell into eternal darkness.
"Hmph!
The figure slowly appeared behind the three ninjas, looking cold and domineering, and then he slowly turned his head, his cold gaze fell to the side, and said in a deep voice: "Tokugawa imp, you really think about it, follow me to the Land of Thunder and enter the cloud ninja!"
This figure was Ai, and on the grass beside her, there were two other figures, Sam Yihan kept fiddling with a black scroll with a cold face, but no matter how she tried, this slightly old scroll was as solid as being poured with molten iron, and gradually her eyes accumulated more and more indignation.
The other figure is an eleven or twelve-year-old boy with a delicate appearance and cold eyes, and it is Tokugawa Yasu, who fled to the north.
Hearing Ai's question at this moment, he couldn't help but hold the pitch-black long knife on his waist tightly with his palm, and said with a calm face: "Please take it in!"
Ai's eyes were as cold as ice, he glanced at him lightly, and said, "It may be okay to enter the Land of Thunder, but if you want to become a ninja, your qualifications are not enough!"
As he spoke, he ignored Tokugawa Yasu, whose face suddenly turned pale, and walked straight in the direction of the northeast.
“。 ”
Tokugawa Yasushi opened his mouth, he couldn't speak for a while, he didn't know how to become a ninja, but after a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and continued to follow Ai's footsteps with a determined gaze.
"I don't believe I can't become a ninja, I must join the cloud ninja for the sake of the clan!
And at this time, just as Tokugawa Yasushi was roaring firmly in his heart, a slender palm suddenly slapped him on the shoulder, staggering him, and at the same time, a vicious voice resounded throughout the area.
"Tokugawa no way! I actually gave me a sealed scroll. ”
Samyi squeezed the scroll in his hand hard, gritted his teeth and roared, and then without looking at Tokugawa Yasu, his figure suddenly flickered, and gradually disappeared into the black curtain in front of him.
"Damn! This woman's strength is so strong! Am I not even a woman!?
Tokugawa Kang raised his head with an ugly face, a trace of suppressed anger flashed in his eyes, and then he ran towards the north with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
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At this moment, Uzumaki Wudao, who was strongly indignant by Samui, followed the four root ninjas with a blank face and gradually walked towards the south.
They will travel through the wasteland of the Land of Yu, and then they will enter the Land of Fire and then rush to Konoha Village.
That is the most famous ninja village in the ninja world and the most famous in the world!
Not far behind, Kakashi's mask-shrouded face showed a hint of contemplation, and he watched silently as the whirlpool's figure faded away, and then a hint of abruptness flashed in his gaze.
In that young body, which was still less than ten years old, he felt an extraordinary temperament, whether it was the first encounter of the day or the quiet performance of this night, he could not treat Uzumaki Wudao as an ordinary teenager, he had an independent and solitary thought, a calm and calm mind, as if everything was looking at things from the perspective of an adult.
Even if someone close to him dies in front of him, he does not show the slightest mood swing and hatred.
Just looking indifferently, this mentality is almost indifferent!
"Hey, I hope I can change your growth in Konoha!
Kakashi muttered to himself with a complicated expression, then scratched his head and turned his gaze to a small dirt slope that was significantly higher than the surrounding terrain.
It was a newly pushed lonely grave, and the old servant of the Vortex clan was buried in it, and it was buried by the Vortex Senseless Party himself.
"I hope you can bless him!
Kakashi nodded slightly, and then his gaze gradually looked into the depths of the night, revealing a dull color.
"That side. I hope it's still too late!"
He silently pinched a handprint with both hands, and said secretly in his heart: "Forbearance." The art of shadow clones. Solution!"
"Bang!"
A faint haze suddenly appeared, and Kakashi's figure gradually dissipated into the night, as if it had never been seen before.
A moment later, a figure like dirt slowly rose from the surface, his body shrouded in black robes, and the gaze that appeared under the fox mask stared tightly at the place where Kakashi had disappeared, and his tone was mixed with a look of shock.
"What a horrible fellow, unexpectedly. With just one shadow clone technique, he is worthy of being a disciple of four generations of adults!"
The voice was hoarse and low, and his form slowly sank into the dirt again.
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The night still seemed a little deep, but a few morning stars had already vaguely appeared in the night sky in the east, and faint fluorescence sprinkled down and enveloped the earth.
To the north of the border of the Fire Nation, a flame burned half of the sky, and the bright red light of the fire carried a thick bloody aura wafting in the air, which could be smelled even from a great distance.
Uzumaki Wudao silently stared at the flames in the distance, where it was still a small city during the day, but he didn't expect that before the next dawn, it was about to be burned to ashes, a land of rubble.
Tiny figures stood around the firelight, then gradually detached as the fire grew stronger, heading towards the south.
Uzumaki took a deep breath, slowly relaxed his clenched palms, buried all his thoughts in the lowest layer of his heart, and followed the four ghost-like root ninjas on.
His strength is ridiculous like a child in front of a powerful ninja, and he won't let any emotions affect his hope of living until he doesn't have strength.
But when he saw the burning flame, there was still a trembling anger in his heart, perhaps for the old servant who had given up his life, or for a trace of his own dignity. It made him feel an irrepressible hatred for this ninja world.
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Perhaps out of trust in the four root ninjas, when the first rays of light rose among the mountains in the east, Danzou and the other root ninjas did not appear, and the whirlpool continued to move slowly.
The four ninjas of the Roots kept an eye on everything around them, and their experience was obviously extremely rich, and no amount of wind or grass could stop their exploration.
And along the way, Uzumaki Wudao did not give up his practice of chakra, but in order not to attract attention, he deliberately did not use the method of condensing mudra refining to practice, but used strong spiritual power to forcibly refine chakra in the body, although the chakra refined by this method is extremely rare, but correspondingly can have a tempering effect on spiritual power on the other hand.
The most important thing in the promotion of special abilities is that the requirements for mental power are extremely high.
Originally, it would take decades for Uzumaki Wudao's ability to manipulate metal to grow to the mastery stage, but if he continued to temper his mental power accordingly, then this time would be greatly reduced, and perhaps he would be able to regain the ability to control metal again in just a few years!
Thinking of this, a chuckle appeared on Uzumaki's calm face.