Maybe Daimaru thinks too much, "random matching", it's not strange to meet anyone, it's just that Daimaru has to have some bad associations.

"Are you ready?"

Moonlight Blast, who seemed to be a little lacking in breath when he spoke, looked at Rock Lee, who couldn't wait, and Omaru, who was smiling at the corners of his mouth,

"No doubt! So...... Begin! ”

Rumble......

There was a dull thud with a hard kick of his feet, and a whip leg came from the side, and Daimaru ducked sideways to dodge, then reached out his arm to block the other leg volley.

"That's a lot of strength."

Borrowing the power of the retreating Omaru, a backflip, he opened up the distance and dodged the ensuing hooks.

"The speed is very fast, and every blow is powerful and heavy, even if you can block it, it will consume a lot of physical strength and chakra, your physical skills...... Very good! ”

If it weren't for the fact that Daimaru also didn't slack off, he had exercised a body like steel and iron bones since he was a child, and Rock Lee would have been able to make himself busy with a few direct attacks.

"This is just the beginning, and the blood of youth has not yet begun to burn! I hope you can hold on a little longer, otherwise, it won't be enough for me to warm up. ”

"Am I so unworthy of your seriousness?"

Daimaru sneered,

"Do you really think I'm a clever idiot? It's just a fun time for you......"

The Temari doll sitting on his right shoulder stood up, Daimaru's hands were sealed, and Chakra sank into the ground along his feet, and the ground was broken by Shiro not long ago, and a cloud of yellow-brown sand surged up.

"What is that idiot doing?"

Temari frowned,

"In this environment, it's better to use sand ninjutsu than puppetry......"

The indoor ground is not like the outdoors, and it is not comparable to the environment of the Land of Wind, and Daimaru does not carry a large gourd of sand like Iro.

Kankuro was also a little incomprehensible:

"Although the puppeteer suffers a little bit from challenging the physical ninja head-on, it is not completely impossible, it may be that Daimaru has no confidence in his puppet......"

From the whistling sound of Locklee's fists and feet, you can know that ordinary puppets can't withstand a few tosses at all.

Most of the materials used for the puppets in Daimaru's hands were exchanged from Kankuro's hands, even if Daimaru was skilled in making puppets, the upper limit was too low.

Sure enough, Daimaru didn't want to rely on the puppet to entangle with Rock Lee, and the sand turned into a curtain wall, wrapping itself, and then quickly exploded, turning into more than a dozen one-like figures.

"Sand clone...... No, there's also the art of sand clothing! ”

Markey knew that Daimaru's sand manipulation ninjutsu was not for attack, but for defense and confusion.

The sand clone is a very pure defensive clone, and it can't even simulate the main body perfectly, so Daimaru simply uses the technique of sand cloak to disguise the main body as a sand clone.

"Doppelganger? It's useless to me, just destroy them all. ”

Locklee still rushed towards the sand clone at the very edge, and the fist whistled past, shattering the sand clone's arm.

It's a pity that the sand clone doesn't disappear when attacked like the shadow clone, and the slight damage is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, while at the same time, the other arm is grabbing Rock Lee's arm as if it is not affected in the slightest, so that the futile thick eyebrows have to quickly retreat.

"A physical ninja who doesn't know ninjutsu and illusion, I don't mean to look down on you, but I'm a ninjutsu, so why don't I use it?"

Daimaru's chuckling voice came from all directions, making it impossible for Rock Lee to judge his opponent's position.

"Carving insect skills, burning blood can break through all difficulties, look at it!"

Rock Lee, who accelerated again, rushed towards the encirclement of the sand clone not far away, dancing in the attack of more than a dozen pairs of sand arms, and scattering the sand clone of Daimaru, and the speed of its recovery was a little unable to catch up with the speed of destruction.

"Thick eyebrows, come on!"

Naruto Uzumaki, who was also backward and had some empathy, shouted loudly, cheering up Rock Lee.

None of the sand ninja's compatriots made a loud noise, quietly watching the performance below.

"Be quiet and don't interfere with the game!"

Sakura Haruno grabbed Naruto Uzumaki, who was shouting, and Kakashi Hachiki glanced helplessly at his subordinates who were not worrying.

Hinata Ninji, who was a companion, calmly watched Rock Lee fall into the disadvantage, while Maitkai was expressionless, and suddenly asked Kakashi Hachiki:

"My lifelong opponent, from the perspective of your Konoha technician, is that sand ninja really a puppeteer?"

"Why do you ask?"

Kakashi Hachiki replied,

"Hiding the main body and waiting for the opportunity to attack, aren't all puppeteers like this? But ......"

Kakashi Hachiki hesitated for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

"Looks like you're aware of it, too! Xiao Li is in trouble, and he will suffer a big loss if he only treats that sand ninja as a puppeteer. ”

The Konoha ninjas who have been on the battlefield have basically seen puppeteers, and the puppeteers who are known as the grim reaper of the battlefield have quite strange fighting styles, although they will not neglect the basic abilities of physical arts, illusions and ninjutsu, but the main direction of attack is puppet manipulation and puppet production.

But Daimaru's battle mode marginalizes the role of the puppet a lot, on the contrary, it is too clever in physical arts and ninjutsu, it is obviously not improvised, and the tactical connection is quite skillful, which is not the performance that a puppet master should have.

Sure enough, Rock Lee, who was acting vigorous, inexplicably pounced when he punched the approaching sand clone, and then was knocked to the ground as if he had been hit in the back.

"What's going on?"

A Rock Lee, who turned over and got up quickly, looked vigilantly at the sand clones coming around,

"I should have hit it just now."

Bang......

Another sand punch, and Rock Lee subconsciously blocked, whip back, kicking in the empty air, but it seemed to hit something, making a dull sound.

Syllable......

The thick eyebrows that I didn't know why, I couldn't help but be hit in the face by something, and flew back upside down again.

"Is it an illusion?"

Locklee, who got up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and patted his head solemnly,

"No, the touch just now is definitely not fake."

Realizing that his eyes could not be trusted, Locklee relied on his instincts to be wary of the untraceable attack, stepped back, and then jumped onto the sculpture of his hands on the sidelines, and took a hard breath.

"Stealth attack?"

No matter how strong the attack is, you can't hit the enemy, and you can only be beaten, which is too passive.

There is no doubt about the strength of physical arts, if pure power can disintegrate all the small means, all problems can naturally be solved, but the current Rock Lee is not strong enough to that extent.