Chapter 510: Eternity is Art (Page 1/1)

"Well, although we lost a lot this time, we didn't suffer either!"

Iwa Ninja Village, enduring the pain in his heart, three generations of Tsuchikage encouraged everyone.

This cloud ninja raid, of course, was not that simple, in fact, the loss was so big that the three generations of Tsuchikage wanted to vomit blood.

After all, the war is on your own land, no matter how you fight, you will suffer, don't look at the many people who died on Yun Ren's side, who will suffer is not certain.

It's just that, in order not to affect the morale of others, the three generations of Tsuchikage still decided to live with a smile.

Suddenly, just as the three generations of Tsuchikage were constantly mobilizing something, a letter from the Konoha battlefield was handed to him.

"This is..."

In just an instant, the face of the three generations of Tsuchikage turned the color of pig liver.

"Who the hell did it!"

In that secret vault, Kaede Ye casually snatched things worth more than a billion taels Not to mention, he also set a fire by the way, the value of the things destroyed by the fire is definitely more than what Kaede Ye robbed, so much money is enough to make three generations of Tsuchikage vomit blood once.

"It turns out that the usefulness and value of the rock golem is indeed beyond words."

Just when the three generations of Tsuchikage vowed to find out the guy named Whitebeard, several Iwa Shinobi in the Iwa Ninja Village were constantly discussing something together.

With the end of the threat, the originally noisy Iwa Ninja Village naturally finally breathed a sigh of relief.

People have been relatively relaxed and have leisure to discuss some new things.

"Indeed, my brother was a participant in the previous defensive battle, and he told me that using a large number of rock golems can easily form a line of defense in an instant, which can maximize the defensive advantages of our rock ninja."

"That's right, it's really strong, I heard that there is a powerful puppeteer who has developed a tower-shaped puppet, the defense and lethality are amazing, he and their team can create a powerful defense anytime and anywhere, I heard that their slogan is that people are in the tower, and there will be a tower wherever they go."

There is no doubt that the rock puppet, which was already a little popular before the war, was easily sought after proving its worth.

On the streets and alleys, a villager of Iwa Ninja Village was discussing his black technology with great interest, and a large number of teenagers from the Iwa Ninja School began to appear in large numbers who wanted to learn this genre.

Of course, no matter what it is, there will be people who will go against it.

Just on the side of the road, a middle-aged Iwa Shinobi, listening to the so-called puppet art and defensive art of the people around him, had a face full of disdain.

"What do these people know, let me tell you, Deidara, explosions are art."

"Explosions are art?"

Looking at the uncle in front of him suspiciously, Deidara, who was only two or three years old, was full of doubts in his eyes.

"yes, maybe you don't understand it, Deidara."

As he spoke, Deidara's uncle recalled the past.

"Remember, it was during a ninja war, and I met a ninja from Konoha during a mission."

"That ninja, it seems to be called Sifengin or something, and the current four generations of Hokage have the same surname, and I don't know if it's his clan, anyway, it happened to this guy, something unexpected happened to us."

"Unexpected?"

Tilting his head in confusion, Deidara's face was full of curiosity.

"Well, that Konoha ninja's strength is not very strong, it should only be the level of a middle ninja, but he suddenly took out hundreds of detonation charms..."

As he spoke, the middle-aged ninja's face couldn't help but show a look of fear.

"In just an instant, two of my upper ninja teammates died, and even I lost this arm."

"Can you imagine, Deidara, that strong explosion, that intense and piercing white light, all the explosions were only for a moment, and I can still remember that the middle-aged ninja shouted... Art is a blast! ”

"Art is an explosion..."

Silently muttering this sentence, little Deidara only felt that which of his nerves was beating, as if, as if it was very powerful...

"Well, art is an explosion, and although I lost an arm in that explosion, I have to admit that the feeling of that explosion is really like art, and since then, I have been a loyal supporter of the explosion stream."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man cheered up Deidara.

"If you're interested in this, you can..."

"Well, that sounds interesting..."

He nodded earnestly, but after only a moment, Deidara looked not far away again.

"But I think that's more interesting..."

Staring at the crude puppet of a young Iwa ninja not far away, Deidara's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Uh..."

Just under the petrified gaze of the middle-aged ninja, Deidara Shi Ran walked over and carefully touched the simple puppet.

"Little brother, do you like puppetry, too?"

Looking at Deidara softly, the boy's eyes were full of smiles.

"Hmm... Possible? ”

Nodding a little dazedly, as if she had made up her mind, Deidara nodded firmly.

"When I grow up, I want to be a real puppeteer!"

Holding her little fist aloft, Deidara looked serious.

"So... Then you're going to have to work harder. ”

The young man continued to smile encouragingly.

"Well, I'll do my best, and I'll definitely make the biggest and most defensive puppet."

"Max..."

Shaking his head slightly, the boy couldn't help but laugh slightly.

"Golems aren't bigger than they are, and generally speaking, puppets don't need to be that big."

"But I like big things, no matter what they are, I like bigger as much as possible..."

A moment later, Deidara got up and went home, and his uncle couldn't help but keep trying to persuade something.

"Listen to me, Deidara, explosions are art..."

"No, I think, it's still puppet fun..."

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