Chapter 80 Kakuzu’s Battle of the Killing of Gods (Part 2)

“Naughty!”

Tobirama, who was standing on the carriage observing the battle, scolded in a sullen face, Hokage competed with someone who didn’t know the origin.

But he knew his eldest brother too much, so he could only choose to forgive.

The interest must be in my heart, let’s have a good time first.

Staring at the dismounted ninja, he said to them: “Disperse around and check if there are any ambushes everywhere.”

With an order from Tobirama, the ninjas scattered around in a flash, spreading on the grass and treetops.

Seeing that the defensive formation had been launched, Tobirama calmly took out the kunai printed with Flying Thunder God from the ninja bag, ready to throw it over to end the farce.



The cold light of kunai shone in Danzo’s eyes, allowing him to see Tobirama’s every move clearly.

Calmly nodded Hiruzen’s shoulder.

stamp.

The palm was slapped away, Danzo changed his hand and continued.

Poke again.

Hiruzen, with an excited look, looked at Danzo, who was poking at him displeasedly, and whispered: “The physical warfare is exciting, don’t make trouble.”

Danzo grumbled to Tobirama’s side.

The imprint of Flying Thunder God came into view and Hiruzen realized in a blink of an eye that if this wonderful physical showdown was left alone, it would definitely disappear immediately.

He pulled Danzo over from the car and pleaded with Tobirama, “Teacher.”

Their begging only slowed Tobirama’s movements.

The changes on the carriage also attracted the attention of others.

Zhiri slightly turned the Short Sword around his waist, poked the mirror lying on the guardrail, and lip-shaped at him.

The mirror that reacted, made a clear gesture, came behind them, looked at the battlefield thoughtfully: “If the fire core teacher is there, he will definitely explain Master Hokage’s moves in detail.”

Hiruzen blinked at Danzo and said, “The mirror makes sense, and I miss the physical training class of the Huo nuclear teacher a little bit.”

Holding Tobirama holding Kunai and looking behind him, several trainees in the car looked at him expectantly, their awkward expressions eased with coughing: “I just want to teach you how to use Kunai’s sneak attack throwing skills. , Not what you think.”

Nao said softly and cooperatively: “Ms. Tobirama, give us a physical exercise class.”

Tobirama adjusted his emotions with a sigh of relief, his red eyes carefully looking at the center of the battlefield, and began to explain.

“Be careful with this punch!”

Hashirama, who was born with strange power, waved his howling fist and hit Kakuzu’s chest with a hammer.

A dull sound came from his chest, the clothes behind him exploded, and the vigorous wind and waves rushed towards the trees behind him.

Hashirama looked at the chest exposed under the torn clothes in surprise, and the fading black explained why it could block the punch.

“puff.”

Blood spilled from his lips and slid towards his chin. Kakuzu cracked his mouth to reveal blood-stained teeth, and said with a smile, “Not bad.”

“This ninjutsu is really good.”

Hearing the praise of the Ninja God, Kakuzu raised his arm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and then gathered Chakra back in his hand and attacked the man in front of him.

The pure physical skills continued to be performed between the two.

The arm hardened by Chakra hits Hashirama’s arm, and the pain of hitting a rock is transmitted from the arm to the brain.

But under the extraordinary resilience of the Senju family, it seems insignificant.

Hashirama accelerated the speed of his fist, making Kakuzu too late to dodge and hit him with a heavy punch. The tremendous power made him retreat backwards, leaving two scratches on the ground with his feet.

Although Chakra hardened the skin under his clothes, the shock wave on his body still made him uncomfortable.

Hashirama avoided the black fist with a beautiful side, looking at the black fist that slammed into the ground.

With the fist face as the center, there was a cracking sound that was difficult to bear on the ground, and the cracks in the spider web spread to the surroundings, and the ground suddenly sank and bursts of smoke.

Hashirama concentrated his power on his legs and swept across. Kakuzu, unable to recover his strength, watched as he was kicked into the dense forest far away.

The moment he was hit, Kakuzu didn’t have time to defend against Chakra, grinning, feeling the tearing pain on his body.

Hastily wrapped Chakra around his body, rolling in embarrassment in the smoke.

The smoke was blown away by the wind, and Kakuzu, who was holding his wound, straightened his back, panting heavily, and drooped his eyes to look at the indifferent man in front of him.

The god of ninja is indeed well-deserved, and he completely crushes himself in terms of physical skills alone. It is indeed an existence that is as famous as Uchiha Madara.

As the elite Jōnin of Takigakura Village, reason is already telling him that he can withdraw.

But his legs seemed to be rooted in the earth and refused to move, because the man praised his ninjutsu.

Fighting against the gods is like a worm shaking a tree.

Ridiculous?

Do not.

Dragging a body full of scars, Kakuzu’s eyes burst with light that had never appeared before, and the black on his arm was soaked with real Chakra, forming a black wave wrapped around his fist, and he attacked again with the determination to die.

The roaring wind and waves blew Hashirama’s clothes corners, and his eyes focused on him and shouted: “Sell me your name! I approve your physical skills!”

The man running in the wind rolled up a black whirlwind around his body, and said solemnly, “Kakuzu!”

“Boom!”

The fists were facing each other, and there was a sound of bone cracks where the fists met, and the violent fist wind spread to the surroundings, disturbing the leaves in the distance.

The faces of the two of them did not change the slightest, and their gazes full of warfare looked at each other, making it impossible to tell who was injured.

The people on the carriage held their breath and watched the battle attentively. There was no sound, and they did not dare to disturb the splendid physical feast.

The black on his fist began to fade, returning to its original color, and Kakuzu’s right arm dropped weakly.

Only Hashirama’s fist remained in the air.

The victory was divided, and the carriage burst into cheers.

Surrounded by the excitement, Kakuzu was a little lonely. He glanced regretfully at his weakly drooping right arm, and took out Kumu from his ninja bag in front of Hashirama: “I lost.”

Looking at Kunai Hashirama stunned, stretched out his right hand to cover Kakuzu’s palm, pressed his raised arm back, and said with a smile: “I haven’t heard of the saying that a ninja who fails an assassination will judge himself, let alone Only you and us are here, so you can go.”

The reflection in Kakuzu’s eyes, the man’s hearty smile in front of him, the sincere smile was full of contagion without any pretense, making him stand still.

The smile seemed to melt into his heart. Is this the god of ninjas?

The tight body began to relax, and the feeling of helplessness after being relieved instantly covered his whole body, causing him to sit on the bumpy ground, unable to move.

“Kakuzu will stop accepting assassination commissions in the future. The hatred between ninjas should not continue like this. Now that peace has come, I hope you can visit Konoha.”

Hashirama paced to Kakuzu’s side, squatted down and said very sincerely.

The sun shines on Hashirama’s body at this moment, shining with the forehead protector on his forehead, making Kakuzu a little dazed, turning his head and saying, “Probably.”

It seems that this statement is not very good, so he hurriedly changed his words: “Try your best.”

“Big Brother!”

Tobirama’s shout came from a distance, Hashirama turned his head and looked, the team has been reorganized, and even the damaged road has been temporarily repaired by Earth Style.

“We should start.” Hashirama spoke to Kakuzu and walked towards the convoy.

“Boom.”

A white arc was drawn in the air, and the bandage was rolling on the grass. Kakuzu moved his only movable arm, took it apart in his arms, and found that there were several pellets wrapped in the middle.

Watching the convoy that was gradually disappearing on the horizon, he picked up a ration pill and swallowed Kakuzu in his mouth, silently feeling the recovery of Chakra in his body. Although the pill was bitter, it could not conceal the sweetness in his heart, muttering: “Konoha?”



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