Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Decision of the Regiment

Vast shadows obscured the sun, making the sky feel like night. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe sudden change made everyone look up in confusion.

Under the sun, the figure of a young man was particularly dazzling, and the sun shone on his body, as if he was wearing a golden battle suit. The wind blew his clothes fluttering, and his silver hair was flying, making it even more dazzling and dazzling, and his temperament was fluttering.

Beside him, dozens of huge clods of earth floated, surrounding him like stars and moons, like worshipping immortals.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and it was forever frozen and became an unforgettable memory for a lifetime. The figure like a god and a demon has become a nightmare that they will never forget in their lives, hidden deep in the depths of their memories.

I saw that the young man gently stretched out his hand, his lips slightly raised, as if he had said something.

"Extremely heavy field, open!"

Suddenly, those clods of earth, which were as light as nothing, suddenly seemed to be a thousand times heavier, and they fell straight down. This scene is like a natural disaster descended by the immortal gods in order to punish mortals, and it is irresistible.

As the clods of dirt fell like meteorites. Shadows also cover this area thoroughly. For these people within the range of the attack, this is the coldest night.

Thundered!

Thundered!

Wang Xiu quietly flew to the high platform, letting the earth and rocks behind him fall down, setting off bursts of smoke and dust, but his expression was indifferent, and he didn't even look back.

Landing on the high platform, the fox face was already stunned, and the shock was beyond measure. At this age, causing such large-scale destruction had never been seen in his short life.

Even if he has brought out very good talents, some talents are even stronger than him. But there has never been one who can give him such a violent shock as the boy in front of him.

The clod of dirt behind him was still falling, and there was a detonation charm buried in it, which had already exploded in the air, bringing a roar.

Looking at the indifferent young man in front of him, he couldn't help asking, "Why don't you even look back?" ”

Wang Xiu moved his steps, bypassed him, and when he took a few steps, he turned back to reveal a grim side face, and said in a deep voice: "Pure masters, never look back at the explosion." ”

"What!?" The sudden sentence made the fox face inexplicable, and I couldn't understand what was going on with this teenager's thinking.

In the tower, Shimura Danzou looked away from the screen and looked at the boy across from him with appreciation.

Wang Xiu slowly walked in front of him, spread out a sealing scroll, sealed it with both hands, and pressed it up.

"Solution!"

Suddenly, there was a thud of white smoke, and a bulging cloth bag was revealed, and as the seal was opened, it seemed to be full of scrolls.

Tuan Zang looked at Wang Xiu appreciatively, although he was happy in his heart, he didn't show too much, just nodded lightly and said, "Good job." Then he stood up and said, "Come with me." ”

There wasn't much conversation, just a slow walk, through the woods, through the secret passages, and finally back to the base of the roots.

In an empty room, Danzou handed him a passbook, as well as a box.

"There's your reward here, and it's your first mission after joining the root."

Wang Xiu took the things, looked at them curiously, nodded, and turned away silently.

After he left, a figure suddenly appeared behind the group, knelt on one knee, and saluted respectfully.

"All taken care of?"

"Hmm." Foxface nodded, and continued, "He just used damp clods of dirt, and detonated them into small pieces before they fell, which greatly reduced the damage. Otherwise, these newcomers will be in danger......"

Sensing that the other party seemed to want to speak and stopped, Tuan Zang snorted coldly and said, "If you have something to say, you can say it directly." ”

"Yes." Arching his hand, the fox face continued: "My subordinates think that it is too much for adults to pay so much. Although those freshmen still need to be honed, they are all excellent talents who can be incorporated into the roots, and they are used as sparring partners. Just for a bad control teenager, I don't think ......"

"Enough!" Danzang interrupted it with a cold snort, and turned around with a gloomy face. Squinting his eyes, staring at him solemnly, he said in a deep voice: "--You have been talking a little too much lately, you seem to have forgotten your duty." ”

In the face of Tuan Zang, the fox face didn't dare to make any mistakes, even if he was scolded, he just lowered his head and didn't dare to speak. He knew that he was as weak as an ant in front of this man.

Exhaling heavily from his nose, Danzang threw a scroll on the ground, turned around, and said coldly: "You have been working for me for many years, and after completing this task, you can retire." ”

Hearing this, the fox's face was suddenly shocked, and he hurriedly said, "My lord... I..."

Tuan Zang waved his hand and motioned for him to stop.

"Needless to say, let's go."

The fox face was unwilling, and the face under the mask was entangled for a long time, and finally had to sigh, silently picked up the scroll, and turned to leave.

When the door opened, he looked at the content of the task, and his heart was half cold.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, it was finally my turn... Got this scroll. ”

The fox face was gone, and his steps were no longer light, but very heavy, as if every step had to be taken with all his strength. In the dimly lit corridor, that figure was so lonely and desperate. The direction of that footstep is also leading to the bottomless abyss.

In the room, Tuan Zang did not have any reluctance because of his decision, and his face was still indifferent. Gently stepping to the ground, the bright moon hung high, and the silver light sprinkled on the ground, putting on a light veil for the earth. The breeze blows, making the leaves rustle.

Looking at the bright moon, Tuan Zang's heart slowly floated up, as if he thought of the past, saw the future, and his eyes became more blurred.

Long.... Long....

Danzang sighed softly, his gaze becoming firm again.

"If I hadn't been decisive enough back then, I wouldn't need to hide in this darkness now, and be the root of this day. Although the rhizome thrives, it can only stay in the cold and damp underground, in a never-ending darkness ......"

"There is still an opportunity, for this seed to take root and sprout. I don't care if it's the cost of money or the lives of hundreds of people. ”

Tightening his fists, Tuan Zang's eyes were sharp, and figures appeared in his mind. Wang Xiu, Fox Face, those newcomers who participated in the training camp......

"All of this is just so that the roots can see the light of day and replace Konoha. Those people exist to achieve a certain goal. For that goal... What if everyone became dust..."