On the vast fields and hills of the Saitama Field, the mountains are full of fighting figures, the water waves are turbulent, the flames roar, and the bitterness flies indiscriminately.

The blood-stained rocks were red and rough, and the corpses lay on the green grass. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

All of this is woven into a magnificent symphony on this field and hills, and all the ninjas, following this rhythm, are crazy to perform dances with their lives, and then rush to the road to the Yellow Springs.

Someone is killed and falls, a murderer is killed and falls, and a murderer is killed and falls again...... Forward and backward, the cycle of reincarnation, as if there is no end.

No one will devote the slightest attention to anything other than killing, and if there is, that person will soon become dead.

Suddenly, as if the thunder of a sunny day, the flood that burst the embankment in an instant, and the huge rock that suddenly opened in the middle of the earth, a loud and earth-shaking roar, swept across the entire mountain field at the speed of sound, and exploded in everyone's ears, deafening, and resounding through the sky.

Immediately afterward, there was a tremor from the earth, like a tremor of fear and surrender.

This loud bang interrupted the ongoing war symphony in a brutal way, and the horizontal sword and kunai were lowered in unison, and the handprint was slowly released.

Invariably, thousands of pairs of eyes looked in the same direction in amazement.

At the end of the line of sight, there was a huge mushroom cloud, and the water vapor was steaming, occupying everyone's field of vision.

In the mushroom cloud, a red light is blazing and brilliant, like the rising sun in summer, dazzling.

The red light slowly dissipated, but the mushroom cloud still lingered in place.

There were thousands of people on the battlefield, and there was a deathly silence at this time.

Everyone felt their throats dry, because they all knew that it was once the most chilling forbidden area of life on the battlefield, the head of the Seven Ninja Blades, the water balloon made by the watermelon mountain puffer ghost.

This realm of death, which once wreaked havoc on the battlefield, was invincible and rampant, and it was a haze that shrouded the hearts of all Konoha ninjas.

But now, in front of everyone's eyes, there was a loud explosion, and the water had turned into steam and slowly rose.

Everyone knew what that meant, but everyone was incredulous and didn't dare to jump to conclusions.

That's the watermelon mountain puffer ghost, known as the "tailless beast" and "war machine"!

However, they didn't dare to go into that mushroom cloud to explore and verify, just kidding, judging from the explosion just now, no matter who they were in, it was a dead end.

As a result, the battlefield presented a strange scene, the battle stopped tacitly, and the two sides who had just killed the red eyes did not make a move even if they passed by, and returned to their camps one after another.

Waiting for the mushroom cloud to dissipate, waiting for the verdict to be pronounced - this is likely to be a battle that will change the course of the war.

Some people look forward to it, some people are worried, some people pray, some people are restless.

The silence was broken and replaced by whispers.

On the foggy side, Kaguya Tiehei sat on the rock, squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, and said, "Hey, Shuijing, did you say that the puffer fish ghost guy has hung up?"

Shui Jing's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word.

He's not a nervous guy like Kaguya, and he knows in his heart what the puffer ghost means to Kirigakure.

Thinking of this, he involuntarily swept his gaze to a corner, where the silver-haired and purple-eyed boy was carrying a strange club-like weapon on his back, standing with his hands on his chest and his face expressionless.

"If something happens to the puffer ghost, I'm afraid he will ......" Shui Jing closed his eyes slightly in pain, forcibly cutting off his thoughts.

"It's really boring!" Kaguya Tiehei saw that the water mirror didn't say a word, pursed his lips, turned his head and said, "Hey, what kind of persimmon ghost shark, you-huh! What about others?"

He turned his head to look around, but he didn't see the figure of the dried persimmon ghost shark - he should have been very recognizable.

"Is it dead?" Kaguya scratched his head, a little unhappy.

Uchiha Fugaku clutched the kunai in his hand tightly, looked gloomily at the mushroom cloud that had been going away for a long time, and muttered to himself, "What about Mingyu?"

With such a violent explosion, Mingyu is likely to die with the other party.

As the future patriarch of Uchiha and Mingyu's teacher, he is most worried about Mingyu's safety, and compared to Mingyu's safety, the puffer fish ghost is simply not worth mentioning.

He represents the future of the Uchiha, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the Uchiha's revival, and if he dies with the enemy in this battle, the Uchiha's efforts will be in vain.

The nervousness in the hearts of Kaede, Yashiro and other Uchiha clansmen is self-evident, and it is reasonable that they don't want Mingyu to have an accident.

Naoki pursed his lips nervously, looked at the mushroom cloud, and said in a deep voice: "But don't die, I'm still waiting to fight you!"

On the other side of Konoha, the Hyuga clan who are far away from the Uchiha, Hinata Zhihui stands on the top of the mountain, with one hand sealing, the green tendons at the corners of his eyes are like the knots of old tree roots, mysterious black lines appear in his eyes, and he looks at the mushroom cloud from afar.

Originally, he didn't expect Mingyu to defeat the puffer fish ghost, but now unexpectedly, this big explosion, the life and death of the puffer fish ghost and Mingyu are unknown.

For him, the end of the two together is the best ending, and the current situation seems to be developing towards the scene he expected.

"Damn, aren't you dead?" Hinata Tomohui's heart sank, his expectations were disappointed, but he quickly frowned, and said "huh" very unexpectedly.

"That's?"

"Is something wrong?" the Hyuga clan next to him wondered.

"No! nothing!" Hinata shook his head.

Among the Hyuga clansmen, Hinata Maki glanced at him, suspicious in his heart, and quietly left the clansmen, came to a hidden place, and opened his eyes.

In the field of vision of the white eye, everything is only black and white, and everything can be seen through, and the heavy mountain rocks and thick mushroom clouds do not block his vision.

He looked at it for a while, and finally found the young man, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's alive.

However, his face soon changed drastically, and he lost his voice: "That's?"

He finally understood why the head of the family had such an expression, it turned out to be this intention.

Now he had to tell the others about it immediately.

He turned his head to look at where the Uchiha people were, and his heart struggled.

On the one hand, he is the one who his deceased son sacrificed his life to protect, and on the other hand, it is the conflict of interests, honor and disgrace between Hinata and the Uchiha.

The stakes are high, and if he takes the risk to inform the Uchiha, once the matter is leaked, the tragedy of his fate can be imagined.

Thinking of the curse mark on his forehead, Hinata Maki broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't want to experience that pain a second time in his life.

The next moment, however, he remembered his own dreams, his son's dreams, and what the young man had said to himself.

He wanted to change, to change this damn fate, he wanted to believe, to believe in this warm world.

Let change start here, and let me believe in hope again!

He jerked around and walked towards the Uchiha clan.