Chapter 32: The Ice Palace (2)

An old man named Marx said that the world is in motion and changing, and contradictions are the driving force of world development.

There are contradictions all the time, and there are contradictions everywhere.

Makoto rudely interprets the contradiction as [the problem].

When people live in the real world, they must always face problems, such as survival problems, emotional problems, material problems, and spiritual problems, and reality is composed of countless problems.

It's not the most irritating, it's the most irritating thing is that even if the old problem is solved, a new problem will be created to replace it.

There is no one-and-done, only contradictions are not extinguished, this is the truth of the world.

――In this endless snowy field, Makoto constantly tries to break out of the encirclement of Iwa Shinobi, but he has been failing for one reason or another, and he has always been able to succeed by almost and almost succeeding.

A hint of self-deprecation flashed in his eyes, crossing, fighting, being injured, calculating, war, all kinds of things, for Makoto, who was just an ordinary person in his previous life, these things were already twists and turns that he had never dreamed of, but he never complained about the heavens and people, nor did he think about giving up.

Irritable? Perhaps.

The writing wheel rotated quietly in the eye, and Chongming activated, and the boulder in his hand was thrown out by Makoto, and happened to be stuck in a collapsing stone pile, building a stable dome structure.

Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement.

Maybe the style of painting is a little wrong, but Makoto still can't help but think of this sentence. The ancestors of Cheng had a perfect answer to this proposition thousands of years ago, and this answer was also condensed in the Cheng ethnic group like a cultural bloodline, and a great nation that could still reproduce and prosper despite thousands of years of disasters and difficulties.

The world is endless, and it does its own thing, and it does not depend on people's subjective will, so people must continue to work hard when they are in it.

If the [instrument] refers to the sum of a person's entire perception of the world and the self, then the contradiction is not extinguished, and the self-improvement is endless, and this is the measure of Makoto Uchiha.

The sound of the collapse gradually stopped, and the rocks were staggered, although there would not be the first powerful power, but it still could not be ruled out that Iwa Shinobi could launch a second collapse, with the fragile balance of the current formation, this would not consume too much strength. However, Iwa Shinobi should not do this, because even Iwa Shinobi, who claims to call the earth as their home, will not be able to find Makoto in the intricate stratigraphic conditions.

In order to prevent him from escaping, if Makoto predicts is right, the next moment is the real fight between the two sides.

There was a slight tingling in her chest, it was a hamster transformed into a light that was scratching Makoto's skin with its paws, informing Makoto that she was about to lose her hand.

Makoto silently put his hand on his chest lightly, soothing the light, although his heart was still calm, he had the worst prediction of the end of the two.

Iwa Shinobi didn't let him wait long, the sound of wind and snow suddenly roared, in this small underground space, the biting ice and snow with a cold air current, from the rock crack to cover the face, Makoto's eyes became colder and colder, regardless of the possible secondary collapse, raised his fist to burst the rock, and rushed towards the direction where the snow flakes were coming.

After digging through the explosion, I soon saw the source of this abnormal ice and snow - a one-meter-high ice mirror, clinging to the rock, and it was dark that I couldn't see the scene in it, but the ice and snow fragments of the large canopy continued to erupt from it, and a large piece of rock surface was covered with a thick layer of ice.

Makoto pulled out the long knife at his waist and used the chakra to turn it into a flame blade, and slashed the ice mirror in half along with the rock with a single sword against the raging snow and ice.

The ice and snow stopped, however, listening closely, there was the sound of wind and snow everywhere before and after, left and right, up and down, and the cold and broken ice were tumbling in the crevices of the rocks.

This is the blood inheritance ability of Shui Wuyue, transporting the ice and snow on the surface to this deep underground, just to restrain Cheng's fire escape.

"Two days of weighing brown soil, since you are here, don't hide your head and tail, Iwa Shinobi has drilled too many holes in the soil all day long, and even his guts are like rats?"

Makoto raised his blade of flame, and the firelight illuminated the surrounding rocks, and fragments of ice and snow crept up all over the rock surface little by little, glittering like diamonds.

"Makoto Uchiha, this is where you are buried!"

The voice of the brown earth suppressed the chill, and it was clear that although the situation of Iwa Shinobi was superior, the loss caused by Makoto to them still made this son of the earth shadow hate in his heart.

"Yes," Makoto chuckled, "I thought the coffin you made for yourself was good, black and narrow, just right for a flock of rats." ”

"Makoto Uchiha, Iwa Shinobu sacrificed a lot, just to take your life, no matter how much you take advantage of your tongue, it will be difficult to fly, do it!"

"Sacrifice?" Makoto laughed, as if he had heard some kind of joke: "How come I only see a bunch of idiots sending them to death?" Two days of brown soil, among you, only you can pose a little threat to me, no matter how many other rats there are, it will not take me much effort to kill them. ”

There was silence in the dark stratum, and Makoto said in an even more malicious voice, "At the beginning there were 200 of you, and now? 100? 80? The sacrifice of the rats of the Iwa Shinobi one after another, you, the captain, just watched and sacrificed? When I kill all these rats, I don't know if you will return to Ling Zun and cry bitterly, and then take 200 rats and order them to sacrifice! ”

Speaking of which, Makoto is just to provoke the brown soil to appear, and to kill him, it will be difficult for Iwa Shinobi, who has lost his command, to stop his way. Brown soil naturally knows this, so he simply doesn't say a word, Ren Cheng sneers and humiliates, as long as he kills Cheng, if he kills a dead man, what is there to care about?

Ice and snow were still eroding this underground space, Makoto took a deep breath and opened four of the eight doors in one breath, and a steady stream of physical energy poured out of the originally neglected muscles and internal organs, rushing into the meridians.

Laugh at! The flame blade in Makoto's hand turned into a line of fire, nailing one of the emerging rock ninja to the ice, but more rock shinobi came and went, their figures staggered in the rock crevices, and gopher-like ones emerged from the frozen rocks and then jumped into the water.

There are also a large number of rock ninjas hidden in the depths behind, using earth escape ninjutsu to support them remotely.

Just like a real game of whack-a-mole, all the rock ninja who is caught by Makoto has only one result of death, Makoto rampage, even if Iwa Shinobi abscots into the rock, he can easily blow up the rock, and drag the rock ninja who has no time to escape alive from it, as for what rock thorns fall on the rock, he can't even touch his shadow.

The originally small space is getting bigger and bigger, several small gaps are penetrated, and it becomes like a labyrinth, like a black whirlwind, blowing in it, all the rock ninja who are swept into it, all of them are immortal and miserable, and the corpses are either embedded in the stone cracks, or flattened on the ground, and the blood overflowing from the corpses is connected into a pool, and is covered by the ice and snow that continues to pour in from all directions, frozen in the transparent ice.

And before you know it, the ice and snow have been covered with a thick layer.