Hokage’s God Of Body Art

The one hundred and twenty-eight chapters are all rubbish!

Deidara lost Sasori in the invisible contest just now, but for a while it was not easy to provoke Sasori again to find face, so he spread the anger in his heart to Glossi.

"Your art? What is that?" Gulosi blinked, with an innocent look on his face, and asked knowingly.

"My ninjutsu is my art, eh." Deidara obviously didn't hear the irony in Glossi's words, and thought that Glossi was ignorant and didn't know what "art" was.

"Did you see this big bird?" Deidara pointed at the flying bird standing aside and said triumphantly. "Look at it, the sharp beak, thin legs, snow-white skin, huge body, it is the most perfect artwork in the world. Hmm!"

As he spoke, he walked over to pet Asuka with his hand, and the Asuka lowered his head very cooperatively, allowing Deidara to touch it. Asuka uttered a comfortable chirp. With such a scene, Yura who was watching was dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

"This guy... is a standard paranoia." Glossi caught Deidara's hot eyes when he looked at the bird, and said to himself.

Generally speaking, paranoia is not a lunatic, or a genius, very scary. And since Deidara can join the "Akatsuki" organization composed of all S-rank rebels, she is naturally an out-and-out genius.

What's more, this Deidara is not very old, at most twenty years old, she is definitely a genius among geniuses, not to be underestimated!

"Moreover, in addition to its nearly perfect appearance, it can also..." At this point, Deidara's eyes shot two cold rays, and a substantial murderous aura surged toward Glossi like a tide.

"Whoo!"

At the same time, a slap-sized bird flew from behind Glossi at an incredible speed, and flew to Glossi's shoulder in an instant.

"Blast!" Deidara shouted coldly.

"boom!"

In an instant, the flying bird turned into a ball of fire, and the blazing light suddenly spread in all directions. The raging fire and the billowing smoke rose into the sky, completely obliterating Glossi!

"This is... the extremely rare Explosion Style in the legend, the same ability as the Hanzō of the Salamander in the legend!" Yura said in amazement.

"Hahaha! This is my art, the beauty of a moment, eh!" Deidara said with a big laugh. "However, this kid is too weak? I can't even dodge a move. I really don't understand why the boss would let such a trash support our actions."

"But forget it, anyway, he has become to pieces under my art." Deidara continued. "Let's go, grab the One Tail Jinchūriki and go back."

"Lead the way, Yura." Sasori said coldly.

"Yes, Sasori-sama." Yura said respectfully. Right now, Yura was leading the way, and Deidara and Sasori followed behind, walking towards Sand Shinobi Village without rush.

However, when the three of them walked a few steps, Deidara and Sasori stopped abruptly. They looked at each other, and both saw a trace of amazement in each other's eyes.

"Sasori-sama..." Yura also noticed something was wrong, and when he looked back, he was horrified to find that one more person appeared behind them at some point.

Yes, there is one more person on them!

"You...you didn't even die!" Yura looked at Glossi who was smiling at the back of the team, and said in shock.

Isn't Glossi not dead? There were no scars on his body, and even his clothes were intact. It's as if the person who was covered by Deidara's blast flying Birdcage just now was not him, but someone else!

How did he do it?

"Oh? Why should I die?" Glossi grinned and said lightly. "Something like the kind of trash just now, don't you think it can hurt me?"

He has now stepped into the realm of the King of Martial Arts. At the beginning, he could resist even Second Hokage Senju Tobirama's S-level offensive Water Style technique with all his strength, especially if he was injured by a small explosive?

The so-called art in Deidara's mouth is nothing but rubbish in front of him!

"Boy, you're right, that kind of thing is really rubbish." Sasori seemed to be satisfied with what Glossi had just said, nodded, and said approvingly.

"Damn it kid, how dare you insult my art is rubbish!" Deidara shivered with anger and shouted. Although he was surprised that Glossi could survive his explosion unscathed, in the end his anger prevailed.

He has lived for art all his life, insulting his art is more uncomfortable than killing him!

Unforgivable!

"No, please don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you." Gulosi smiled and said. "What I want to say is that both of you are rubbish."

"Boy, you are very courageous." Sasori suddenly sneered and said. "Do you know who you are talking to? I am completely different from that kid. Talking nonsense will kill you."

"You two, I know a little bit." Glossi said with a grin. "You are all members of the'Akatsuki' organization, and you are an S-rank rebel who is wanted by various countries."

"Just know these things?" Deidara said abruptly. "Little devil, you really don't know how high the sky is. Originally, I just wanted to teach you a lesson and let you know how to respect the predecessors, but now I have changed my mind and I am going to kill you."

As he spoke, he put his hands into the bag he was carrying, and there was a creepy chewing sound from inside.

"Only you two?" Gulosi smiled and said. "Stop joking, I advise you not to mess with me, hurry up and perform the task to catch the Jinchūriki. Otherwise..."

Glossi's voice suddenly became gloomy, and said coldly: "You will die!"

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