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"What a big handful... Fan! Yeyi walked forward in amazement, and began to watch the flame fan (henceforth it will be called the flame fan, which always feels strange between the pillars).

"Have you been able to figure it out, I have to say, you're such a genius, Madara!" A figure jumped off the cliff next to him and said lightly.

Seeing the visitor, Madara pursed his lips noncommittally, and involuntarily recalled the past of the teenager in his mind.

"I have paid a lot of money in order to be able to understand it, don't use the word "genius" to erase my efforts! Anyway, have you followed me all the way here, Jingle Chunshui? ”

Hearing Madara's question, Jingle Chunshui didn't deny it, but just shrugged his shoulders.

"Of course, I first saw how lost you looked when you came out of your inner world...... It's like getting married on the night day, but the groom is not you! ”

Yeyi's face was slightly red, and he just snorted lightly, and then stopped paying attention to Jingle Chunshui's ridicule, and Madara had already gotten used to his inconsistency when he was trained by Jingle Chunshui before, but habit is habit, and the lesson is still indispensable.

"Hey, Jingle Chunshui, do you want to make two moves?"

No, Madara, who had learned the first solution, increased his confidence greatly, and carried the flame fan on his shoulder, and launched a challenge towards Jingle Spring Water.

Although he saw Madara's undeniable appearance, Kyoraku Harusui still wanted to try it. I saw him sigh helplessly, stretch weakly and say, "Can I refuse, Madara?" ”

"What do you think?"

With enough strength in his hand, Madara's fan "snorted" towards Jingle Chunshui, not giving him a chance to refuse at all.

"Cut, it's the most boring thing to practice with children..."

Obviously, Kyoraku Harusui doesn't see Madara as a real opponent. However, this is inevitable, after all, he has successfully learned and initially mastered the swastika, and Madara is only the first time to solve it, and the two sides are not in the same weight class at all. "You can easily defeat him even if you don't need to solve it", this is the idea of Kyoraku Harusui, but he is about to pay the price for his idea of underestimating the enemy.

With a "ding" sound, Jingle Chunshui pulled out the long knife on his waist to block Madara's fan, but the power of Madara's blow was unexpectedly powerful. The majestic energy gushed out, which made Jingle Spring Water stumble involuntarily.

Madara would not let go of this great opportunity, and with a flick of his wrist, the flame fan slashed towards Jingle Spring Water again.

Although he suffered a dark loss as soon as he came up, Jingle Chunshui still didn't pay enough attention to Madara. I saw that he barely stood firm, and then used the long knife in his hand to resist Madara's fan again, but this time Jingle Chunshui knew Madara's power, so the blade was slightly oblique, wanting to unload Madara's huge force elsewhere.

But at this time, Madara is no longer the rookie he was when he competed with Yayichi in the morning, although his memory has only recovered to the time when he broke off with Tsuruma when he was a teenager, but you must know that in the ninja world, 3 or 4-year-old children are about to go to war. So at this moment, Madara's combat experience is definitely no worse than that of the battle-hardened Grim Reapers!

Therefore, the Jingle Spring Water tragedy. Madara saw through his intentions at a glance, so he calculated the plan, pretended not to notice, and cut it down in a daze. Seeing this, Jingle Chunshui couldn't help but smile a little.

"Ding~~"

The two weapons collided with each other, making a long sound.

Kyoraku Harusui succeeded in unloading Madara's strength, but Madara took advantage of this to get close to him and kicked him in the lower abdomen, and he was too late to dodge due to the light enemy.

“！！！”

Seeing that Madara wanted to ruin the happiness of the rest of his life, Kyoraku Harusui finally got serious and treated Madara as an opponent comparable to himself. If you don't pay attention to it, it's not good, now your little brother is gone!

"Drink!"

Jingle Chunshui crossed his arms, and his hands were full of strength to go out.

"Bang"

Jingle Chunshui was directly kicked by Madara's kick and took two steps back, but fortunately, he finally saved his life.

"Hey, I said Madara, you're too ruthless."

Before the Jingle Spring Water that kept the younger brother could breathe a sigh of relief, he was imprinted on his chest by the palm that followed by Madara.

Taking advantage of Madara's palm, Jingle Chunshui's body retreated dozens of meters, and he distanced himself from Madara. Then began to mutter:

"King's Landing! Masks of flesh and blood, all things, wings flying, bearing the name of men! Scorching heat and strife, turning south across the sea, moving forward! Broken Path Thirty-One: Red Artillery"

The red cannon that was completely sung by Jingle Chunshui was definitely not covered, the fireball was several meters in diameter, exuding a scorching aura, and smashed down towards Madara in the wind.

"Cut."

Although the red artillery of Jingle Chunshui was very powerful, Madara didn't pay attention to it at all, and continued to rush towards Jingle Chunshui while erecting the flame fan in his hand in front of him.

"Uchiha rebound!"

I saw that the huge fireball seemed to have been bounced back by something after touching the fan surface of the flame fan, and it smashed towards Jingle Spring Water with unabated momentum.

"I'll go..."

Seeing that the red artillery he sent out was smashing towards him instead, Jingle Chunshui was decisively not calm. After turning around and narrowly dodging the returning red artillery, Jingle Chunshui retreated again, and at the same time chanted again without believing in evil:

"The bones of beasts, spires, red crystals, and wheels of steel, movement is wind, stop is emptiness, and the sound of spears striking each other overflows the void city! Breaking the Path of Sixty-Three: Thunder Roar Cannon"

The result was still the same, and the attack of Jingle Chunshui was returned again.

"Damn, can his fan bounce off the broken path of more than sixty, which I have sung completely? Then let me test how much power your fan can bounce off at most! ”

"King's Landing! The mask of flesh and blood, Vientiane, wings and flying high, bearing the name of man! The wall of fire is engraved with double lotus, and the distant sky waits for the abyss of fire! Breaking the Path of Seventy-Three: Twin Lotus Flame Fall"

One fan, break it!

"Faintly revealing light, muddy coats of arms, unruly, crazy bearing, appearing, but denying paralysis, instantly hindering eternal sleep, crawling iron princesses, self-destructing clay puppets one after another, combining and playing, covering the earth, and knowing the powerlessness of one's body, the waves of filth, the ship of madness; Boils! Numbness! Flashing! sleeplessness; The princess of steel is also embroidered, and the clay puppet is also crumbled; Concentrate! Enemy! Flood the ground and let him know that he is powerless! Ninety Black Coffin! ”

One fan, break it!

"The end of a thousand hands, the hand that can't touch the darkness, the archer who can't be reflected, the road of brilliance, the wind of fanning the fire, gather and gather without confusion, follow what I say, the light bullet, eight bodies, nine articles, heavenly scriptures, disease treasures, big wheels, gray turrets, lead the bow into the distance, dissipate cleanly, and break the path of ninety-one, a thousand hands of the heavenly cannon!"

Still, a fan, break it!

"I... How can it be? This is not scientific! He's still starting to figure it out, how can he even bounce back from the broken path above ninety that I have completely sang! ”

Jingle Chunshui complained frantically in his heart.