Chapter 160: Beating my brother in a bad mood
Chapter 160
"Don't you understand that such a stupid decision will cost you your own life, and because of your death, the entire clan will be affected, causing more casualties?"
Although he was slapped in the face, the anger of the Buddha did not seem to subside.
"Your life belongs not only to yourself, but also to the entire Thousand Hands Clan!"
The Buddha's method of education is also very hardcore, and the use of the strongest method once again emphasizes to the pillars the importance of the latter to the clan today.
The truth is understood by the pillars, and everything is counted as expected.
It is... My face hurts a little.
"I see, Father!"
So Zhu Jian pretended to be guilty and bowed his head to admit his mistake.
At this time, there is no need to argue with the Thousand-Handed Buddha about anything, he is the patriarch of the Thousand-Handed Clan, what is said, just listen, otherwise he will be beaten again.
He just silently remembered all the resentment of being beaten on Yu Yicheng.
was educated by the Buddha again, and the pillar turned away, and the Buddha did not punish him, after all, the action of the pillar on the battlefield at that time, although it was a little risky, but in terms of results, the Thousand Hands Clan did not have any loss.
The awakening of Mito's ability has instead strengthened the combat effectiveness of the Thousand Hands Clan.
"If you get cheap, you can sell well."
Before the pillar walked out of the tent, he was very domineering in his heart, and he viciously despised the Thousand Hands Buddha.
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When the curtain was lifted, Mito and the front door were waiting for the pillars.
"Has the patriarch of the Buddha been discouraged?"
Mito came up to be concerned, but there was no clichΓ© asking if it hurt between the pillars, which was not in line with her personality.
Pillar nodded.
At this moment, the door with his arms around him, with an old look that was very awkward in the eyes of the pillars, looked at him: "From a strategic point of view, your choice at that time was indeed too risky, and for the entire battle situation, the decision you made was likely to cause heavy losses to the Thousand Hands Clan." β
Although his tone was flat, just stating the facts, his tone sounded like a count.
He smiled and listened as he quietly folded his hands between the lines of logic.
"Made, it's not over?"
The pillar suddenly burst into foul language, and kicked towards the door.
Kazuma is good at speed, and the reflex nerve speed is very fast, but Tsuruma has long been on guard, and he kicked out, and when Kazuma dodged, the ground under the latter's feet shattered, and a wooden vine grew, binding Kazuma's ankles.
Bang!
The movement of the door was blocked, and he hit the pillar without any suspense, and then flew out with the wooden vine on his foot.
When he flew out, the pillar shouted to the door: "Don't blame my brother for abusing you, stinky brother, do you know what it means to observe words and looks?" β
It wasn't very cool for him to be beaten between the pillars, and at this time, he even came to reason with him.
Kazuma's IQ is high, but his EQ is really touching, and what Tsuruma did at that time was entirely for the safety of him and Mito, which Kazuma didn't see.
Mito next to her was stunned, but she seemed to understand why Pillar Ma had suddenly done this.
"Are you kicking a little hard?" She looked up, and the figure between the doors made an arc in the air, and landed in the nearby woods, startling birds and beasts.
"I'm measured."
The pillar said casually, and the fire in his heart was extinguished a lot when he kicked out.
"That's how you usually get along with them?"
Mito stared straight at the pillar with big eyes, but there was no disgust in his eyes, instead... A little excited?
"I'm a gentle and good brother, well, if you don't believe it, I'll go and ask the tiles in the plank." Pillar looked serious.
"That's right... I think it's a lot of fun. β
Mito rubbed his delicate chin and said to himself, "After all, we are all ninjas, and we can not only enhance our relationship, but also temper our skills." β
"What kind of brain circuit are you?"
Tsuruma's eyes widened, and he suddenly wondered if the Uzumaki clan had a violent element in their genes, so he must not let Mito have such an illusion that would promote affection.
Otherwise, he won't want to have a good life in the future.
"I suddenly feel that what I did just now might hurt the door, I'll take a look."
He interrupted Mito's own thinking and pulled her towards the landing point of the gate, but Mito's appearance didn't seem to be disturbed by the pillar at all.
The frightened pillar directly pulled her and started to run wildly, when a person's physical strength is rapidly consumed, the ability to think may decrease, at least the pillar thinks so.
However... Mito's physical strength is too good.
When the two of them found him, he was about to come out of the woods.
However, when he sensed the chakra between the pillars, he immediately entered a battle state.
He even pulled out the weapon he had sent from the pillar and met him.
"Didn't I just kick you lightly and prepare to cut your brother?" Pillar frowned.
Of course, he didn't have that kind of thought, and he looked solemnly at the pillars: "Although the war is over, it is precisely because of this that it makes me realize my own shortcomings. β
β.....β
The pillar was speechless: "How can the emotional intelligence of the door in the original book be so low?" Isn't this one in front of him an iron hanhan with a high IQ and zero emotional intelligence? β
However, considering the age of the door, where do seven or eight-year-old children get any emotional intelligence.
"By the way, I forgot to ask you about the fight with Izuna Uchiha this time." The columns suddenly turned color.
"I still have a lot to be desired." Suma replied like this, mentioning Izuna's name, and his face became a little solemn.
"You have a slight upper hand, you can't win, do you?"
Tsuruma has long been accustomed to the mode of speaking in the door, and except for defeating his opponent, the result is the same for him.
This result is not very surprising to the pillars, although he has a lot of manipulation in his head, but his biggest reliance is still the Mu Dun in the bloodline, of course, it is impossible to make the strength of the door room surpass Izumi too much in a short period of time.
"Now that I can't continue to be your sparring partner, can you understand?"
It's not that Zhu Ma doesn't want to continue to guide the Pillar, it's just that the combat mode he is good at is very different from the Pillar, and the difference in strength between the two sides is large enough to a certain extent, and the sparring will not have any good effect.
However, the words between the pillars changed again: "Let's try to defeat my clone first." β
He said that he had created a clone with a certain level of strength out of Mu Dun.
Although it's a clone, it can also use some wood escape techniques, which is already a very tricky enemy for today's doors.
Then, Tsuruma's eyes glanced at Mito, the little girl seemed to be still thinking about what had just happened, and her little face, which was obviously very cute and beautiful, had a strange smile that made Tsuruma shudder.
The pillar hurriedly dragged her to the interior of the clan's residence, and then forcibly interrupted her thinking with words: "Do you know how to sew?" I'd like to do me a favor. β
"A little." Mito replied, "Are you trying to make up for something?" β
"I want you to help make a haori and use it in place of my armor." Tsuruma said that he had planned to leave this matter to the clansmen in charge of costumes, but now it seemed that he had to find a way to disturb Mito.
At this time, at the edge of the woods, the battle with the clones between the pillars began.
Although it's a clone.,But it has the same shameless thoughts as the ontology of the pillars.γ
"Hehe, isn't this a blatant abuse of my brother?"
The clones clasped their hands together between the pillars, and in the middle of the earth, trees grew out, reaching out like tentacles.
Snort!
As if facing a great enemy, he clenched the long sword in his hand, and the thunder and light on the sword were entwined.
He didn't know what kind of scoundrel method was waiting for him, and the appearance of masochism in the door would be transmitted back to the mind of the pillar body as the doppelganger disappeared.
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(Happy Christmas Eve to all.) οΌ