Uchiha's God of Muscle

Chapter 92

under night.

Carrying Bai Ze's headless corpse, he walked towards Uchiha's clan alone.

Just now.

Although he gave his brother-in-law Fu Yue and the Uchiha all the blood, inciting them to attack the mountain cemetery, but it has to be said that Fu Yue's worries are justified.

This battle is not that easy.

If Obito is there, he must definitely take action to deal with it himself.

Otherwise, Obito alone can kill everyone in the Uchiha clan except Fuyue.Even Fu Yue, who owns the kaleidoscope, may only be able to hold on for a while longer, and in the end he still cannot avoid the fate of death.

Divine power must be suppressed by stopping time.

The issue is.

In addition to Obito, there are black and white doubles.

Even if Hei Jue likes to hang up the phone to watch the battle and doesn't know how to shoot, as far as I know, there are several powerful individuals among Bai Jue's many avatars.

For example, the scroll is white and A Fei.

In the original book, this guy dragged Five Kages and the coalition of thousands of ninjas with his own strength, and finally died and disappeared because of the cancellation of Infinity Tsukiyomi.

It can be said to be the strongest Baijue.

In addition, if other people from the Akatsuki organization also show up, it will add new troubles.

Almost forgot.

Under the mountain cemetery, there are still sleeping hundreds of thousands of Baijue troops cultivated with soil.

On the other hand, Uchiha.

The entire elite of the clan is less than a hundred people. Excluding Shisui who has become a useless person, only Fuyue is left with a kaleidoscope, barely touching the threshold of the Kage class.

Obviously not enough to watch.

Looking at it this way, Uchiha's going here is really extremely dangerous. The worst result is that the entire army is wiped out, and all of them are buried in the mountain cemetery.

None of them came back.

Of course, breaks are not included.

If he sees that the situation is not good, he still has the last tactic of the Joestar family's ancestral tactics-you give it to Luda.

Use time to stop and run.

It's just that in that case, there is a high probability that there is no way to get the intercolumn cells he wants.

Moreover, if the Uchiha clan is completely finished, the broken "chess pieces" will be gone, and they will never be able to play again.

In the future life, a lot of fun will be lost.

thought here.

Duan felt that in order to ensure the safety of this military operation, he should find more helpers.

There was one just under the nose.

then.

He headed straight for Uchiha's medical room.

In a medical room, various instruments, medicines and tools are placed.

In front of the laboratory bench, under the bright light, Tsunade was concentrating on studying Obito's arm.

she found.

These two arms were detached from the main body, and were thrown in the refrigerator for so many days. Once the cells and tissues returned to normal temperature, they would still wriggle non-stop.

What a powerful activity and vitality this is.

Unbelievable.

Next.

She cut off a part of the cell tissue and tried to stimulate it with her Yang escape chakra to verify the conjecture in her heart.

An even more astonishing scene happened.

After Tsunade's chakra was injected, the group of cells wriggled crazily, and finally unfolded slowly, transforming into a human face.

A familiar face.

"Grandpa..." Tsunade looked at that face and murmured, eyes full of shock.

at this time.

It seems that due to the interference of Tsunade Chakra, the cell tissue that turned into a human face completely lost control, and it expanded rapidly in front of her, and finally turned into a...

a tree.

That's right.

Seeing this scene, Tsunade became more and more convinced that this was the power of wood escape from her grandfather Senju Hashirama.

In other words.

The masters of these two arms successfully transplanted the cells from Qianshou Zhujian.

Tsunade looked at the tree in front of him, couldn't help but fell into contemplation, and recalled a past event.

many years ago.

During the Second Ninja World War, in order to end the years of continuous wars, Konoha's high-level leaders, led by the third generation, ordered:
Conduct research on the cells of the first generation of Naruto, allowing Konoha to regain control of Mutun's power.

But no one thought that in the process of subsequent human experiments, many people died and paid a heavy price, but the result was still a failure.

Later, with the end of the ninja world war, this research was stopped by the third generation.

Another ten years passed.

Orochimaru, driven by selfish desires, secretly restarted this research and conducted a large number of inhumane human experiments. As a result, things were revealed and he defected from Konoha.

It seems.

After so many years of tossing, has this research finally succeeded?

These two arms transplanted with intercolumnar cells, whose handwriting would it be, Orochimaru?High-level Konoha?Or someone else?

Tsunade frowned, thinking a lot.

As the granddaughter of Senshou Zhuma, she doesn't want her grandfather's power to be used for evil at will, bringing more killing and chaos to the world instead of peace.

This kind of behavior is a blasphemy between Mu Dun and Qianshouzhu.

was thinking.

boom.

Duan carried Bai Jue's body, pushed open the door and strode in.

"What is this?" Tsunade saw the headless thing at a glance, and couldn't help asking curiously.

Duan threw Bai Ze on the experimental table, and then told Tsunade what he had said to the Uchiha people before.

Same as Fuyue et al.

When Tsunade learned the secrets of Uchiha Madara, Hashirama Cell and Mutun's past, he opened his mouth wide in surprise and was stunned for a long time.

It took her a long time to come back to her senses, and she asked again:
"So, Uchiha will launch a military operation tomorrow night to attack the mountain cemetery thousands of miles away?"

"That's right, and I've come here to invite you specially to walk with Uchiha as a medical ninja. You can ask for a price for the remuneration."

Cutting straight to the point, she directly expressed her intention to Tsunade, but also told her clearly, "Of course, this operation will be very dangerous. If you don't want to put yourself in danger, you can completely refuse."

"Let me… think about it."

Tsunade heard the words, put his left hand on his chest, and rubbed his chin with his right hand, thinking about it.

Never rush, just wait patiently.

Time passed by minute by minute.

at last.

Tsunade took a deep breath, made up his mind, and replied to Duan: "I agree."

Tsunade Hime has been in the ninja world for so many years, she hasn't seen any scenes, she hasn't beaten any enemies, so is she still afraid of danger?

More importantly.

Tsunade wanted to know who was hiding in that mountain cemetery, who actually used the Hashirama cells to harm the ninja world.

If possible, she wanted to stop those people and take back this power for Grandpa and the Thousand Hands Clan.

"Okay, it's settled."

Duan Xiang Tsunade stretched out a big hand, and the two reached an agreement in the form of a handshake.

He knew that after Tsunade learned about the cells between the columns, he would definitely not be able to resist the temptation.

Sure enough, he was hooked.

"For the sake of secrecy, you can only stay in the Uchiha clan from now on until the end of this military operation. Is there a problem?"

Duan said again.

Tsunade glanced at the medical room, nodded, and readily agreed:

"There is a bed here. I will sleep here tonight. But you must send someone to tell my maid, so that she will not worry."

After speaking, she hesitated for a moment, and told Duan the address of the hotel where she stayed.

"No problem, I'll let someone do it."

Without saying a word, he left the medical room.

Tsunade, on the other hand, returned to the experimental bench, and continued to study Obito's arm and Shiraeze's headless corpse.

With the addition of Tsunade, it can be regarded as adding a big power to Uchiha.

In broken view.

Although this woman suffers from hemophobia, it is enough if she can display [-]% to [-]% of her strange strength and medical skills.

Can play a big help.

the next day.

Uchiha's family land doesn't seem to be any different than usual.

But if you look carefully, you will find that many Uchiha ninjas are in a hurry, and they make eye contact when they meet each other, and they all become reticent.

This family seems to be planning something.

in such an atmosphere.

Zhishui used his senses to find his way and came to the small park in the clan area.When the Clan Association disbanded last night, Itachi made an appointment with him to meet here today.

Soon.

"Shisui, I'm sorry I'm late."

Itachi's voice came from behind, apologetic.

"It's ok."

Shisui smiled and didn't mind.He could hear that Itachi had something to bring him.

really.

"Zhishui, this operation is quite dangerous. Given your current situation, you are really not suitable to participate in the battle. You should stay in the clan territory. This is the decision of the patriarch."

Itachi smiled and told Shisui a good news.

When Zhishui heard it, he didn't need to guess, it must have been privately helping him to plead with the Fuyue patriarch.

He hesitated to speak, and finally did not reject Itachi's kindness, but chose to accept it.

"Shisui, you should stay in the clan area to recuperate well, and wait for Uchiha to triumph."

Itachi gave Shishui a few more instructions to reassure him, and left in a hurry.

Zhishui stood where he was, showing a silent wry smile.

last night.

After learning those things from the broken mouth, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

because he found out.

Uchiha Madara is the source of all the turmoil, and Madara's successor, the mysterious masked man who single-handedly concocted the Nine-Tails Rebellion, is even more unforgivable.

It was Madara, and the masked man, who pushed Uchiha and the village to the edge of the cliff step by step.

and so.

For the sake of peace between the family and the village, the mountain cemetery must be destroyed.

Zhishui really wanted to do his part, but he also knew that with his current state, he really couldn't be of much help.

After a while.

He walked out of the park and walked aimlessly on the street alone, not knowing where he was going.

Walking and walking, I returned to my residence without knowing it.

Zhishui's home is a small courtyard with two or three houses, and he lives alone.

His ancestor Uchiha Kagami, as the second-generation disciple, died young at the age of only 25 in order to protect the will of fire.

His father also became disabled on the battlefield and died early from his injuries.

My mother was bedridden all year round and unfortunately passed away the year before last.

Since then, Zhishui has no relatives, no brothers and sisters, let alone a girl, and lives alone in this world.

Fortunately, the will of fire warmed him and made him willingly devote himself to the peace of the village and burn himself.

But now.

The Anbu of the village doesn't need him anymore, the family doesn't need him anymore, he...is nothing anymore.

Losing Sharingan does not make Zhishui lose his fighting spirit.

Even without those eyes, he is confident that through hard work, he can regain the level of an elite Jonin.

However, the heavy sense of loss that was no longer needed by the village and the family was the fatal blow to him.

It was as if all his strength had been taken from him.

Shisui finally realized.

The present self is no longer the instant stillness of the past, but just a poor blind man who people talk about behind his back.

crunch.

Zhishui pushed open the door, carefully stepped over the threshold, and was ready to go back to the room to rest.

But right now.

"Who?!"

He suddenly yelled, pulled out the small Taidao on his back instantly, and assumed the posture of defending against the enemy.

Someone is in the room.

"I."

As a familiar voice entered his ears, Zhishui immediately felt a powerful chakra, like a mountain, oppressing him head-on.

Only one person can exude such a domineering aura.

"Broken? Why do you..." Zhishui said with a surprised face.

"Have you figured it out?"

Sitting on the opposite chair with a broken horse, he asked Zhishui expressionlessly.

"Figure it out... what?" Zhishui was puzzled.

Duan shook his head, he didn't expect Zhishui to have forgotten, but it was rare for him to be kind enough to remind the latter:
"I said at the beginning that taking away your kaleidoscope Sharingan is to prevent you from doing things that are not good for the family. Now, are you still planning to help the village or other outsiders to deal with Uchiha?"

Hearing the words, Shishui couldn't help revealing a look of shame.

"Break, I was wrong."

He didn't make any rebuttals or justifications, and his tone was gloomy.

Because Zhishui witnessed with his own eyes:
Under the leadership of Duan, Uchiha voluntarily gave up the police department, voluntarily being completely marginalized, and thus reached a settlement with the village.

He also just learned that the Kyuubi Rebellion was not caused by people in the family, but Uchiha was the victim instead.

Shisui used to have a prejudice against the family, thinking that the people had fallen into narrow nationalism, until now he didn't understand that Uchiha was forced to be like that.

After listening to Zhishui's words.

"I hope you really realize that you were wrong."

Duan stood up, and when passing by Zhishui, he patted the latter on the shoulder and stayed for a few seconds.

Then, he pushed open the door and strode out.

Quickly left the yard.

Are you here to question me on purpose?

Zhishui stood there for quite a while before he came back to his senses, then sighed softly, and walked towards the bed.

Can be suddenly.

Ok?
He felt his eyelids start to twitch inexplicably, and the sockets of his eyes became extremely itchy, as if his eyes were impatiently longing for something.

Driven by a kind of telepathy, Zhishui carefully touched the desk beside him and stretched out his hands.

He touched a glass container, which was broken.

As for what's inside, that's...

Zhishui froze in place, slowly raised his trembling hands, and took off the bandages on his eyes.

His eyes were two pitch-black holes without eyeballs.

But at this moment, two hot tears flowed slowly from inside and slid across his cheeks...

(End of this chapter)