Naruto Reborn: The Rise of the Tsar

Chapter 132

He looked at the twenty young men in front of him with weapons pointed at him, plus the dozen or so people from before.

There are at least 30 young adults in this small settlement, but judging from the number of people, it is indeed much stronger than Matsuda's tribe.

"Who are you?" A man with gray hair but still wearing armor pushed aside the young warrior holding a knife and asked, "Are you the helper invited by the Chisha tribe?"

"They have already lost in the bloody battle." The older warrior glanced at the tribesmen who had returned with fear on their faces. Years of combat experience made him judge that the young man in front of him was not easy to get along with.

"According to tradition, their lives belong to us!"

"You misunderstood." Fuchuan waved his hand, "I'm just here to start a bloody battle!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone around him was stunned, including Hagoromo, who also stared at his companions in stunned silence.

"Fuchuan. Even if you can win the bloody battle," Hagoromo frowned, "But what use do we need this oasis?"

"It's useless," Fuchuan said easily, "Just play with them!"

"You have lost all the land and are not qualified for a bloody battle!" the older warrior said slowly.

"Not necessarily?" Fuchuan said slowly, "Don't they still have a small area? And I still have more than ten of you in my hands!"

The older soldier immediately looked at the dozen or so tribesmen who had already been armed. The leader, Jian Ren, was tied tightly and looked at him with a helpless face.

Was Sugato defeated and caught? This was the junior he was most optimistic about, and he began to hesitate in his heart.

"There are only two of you. According to the rules during the bloody battle, we can send out thirty soldiers!"

The older soldier said solemnly, "I think you are dressed like a foreigner. You must know that victory or defeat in a bloody battle is determined by life and death!"

"You're wrong," Fuchuan said with a relaxed expression, "I'm the only one here."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" A hint of cruelty suddenly appeared in the older soldier's eyes. This is your own death!
I don't believe you can deal with thirty warriors of our clan by yourself!

Matsuda looked at the other party with a sneer in his heart. He had seen the other party's deity-like posture that day. Under the huge katana that covered the sky, there was no difference between 30 people or three people!

Soon, the two girls held up two full jars of bright red liquid. They didn't know what kind of blood they were, and drew a huge circle with a diameter of more than ten meters on a flat ground.

Fuchuan stepped into the circle alone and watched quietly as the other warriors holding various iron weapons entered the circle one after another. The last one to enter the circle was the older warrior.

He was staring at the opponent with all his concentration. Although he didn't think that the opponent could block so many of him with one person, years of combat experience told him not to underestimate any warrior.

"Isn't victory determined by life and death?" Fuchuan asked doubtfully, "What's the use of drawing this circle?"

"If you step out of the circle during the battle, it means failure, and you will be regarded as a coward who runs away in the bloody battle. Therefore, most people would rather choose to die with exhaustion than take the initiative to step out of the circle in the bloody battle."

Matsuda explained.

"Start!" As the older soldier shouted, nearly thirty fully armed soldiers shouted and ran towards Fuchuan!

However, the most worrying thing at the moment was Hagoromo. Although he didn't know why Fuchuan wanted to compete with these ordinary people, he knew that Fuchuan's desire to kill them all was just a matter of thought.

Chakra has been condensed in his hands. If Fukawa really kills him, he has to stop him at the risk of turning the two sides against each other!

Seeing these people roaring and running towards him, Fuchuan walked forward as if taking a leisurely stroll in the garden.

The figures of both sides immediately met each other.With a whoosh and a scream, a young soldier flew out uncontrollably and fell far outside the circle before he stopped.

The young soldier's eyes went blank for a while. What's going on?All he saw was that the other party's curled finger flicked on his forehead, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.
However, before he could react, more than ten figures flew over his head one after another, mixed with screams!

At this moment, Yuyi's eyes suddenly opened slightly, and his heart was shocked.

Otsutsuki Hagoromo, who possesses the Rinnegan Eye, can certainly see that this is a technique of concentrating the whole body's energy in one point and releasing it.

As long as the technique is right, can even a small amount of force explode with powerful power?
Seeing the young men in the clan screaming and flying out of the circle one by one, the white-haired older warrior's heart sank.

No, if this continues, my clan may follow in the footsteps of the Chisha clan!

No way.

Suddenly, Hagoromo seemed to sense something, and chakra suddenly gathered in his eyes.

The elderly soldier suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart!

With an unintentional glance, he actually met Hagoromo's reincarnation eyes.

The older soldier who had taken some measures secretly was suddenly startled, his eyes gradually began to lose focus, and his body fell limply on the ground, with a look of pain on his face.

Next, the face of the older soldier who collapsed on the ground gradually turned black and purple.

Then a palm-sized scorpion slowly crawled out from the corner of his clothes and ran away.

He actually wanted to secretly release the poison during the bloody duel.

Matsuda saw this scene through the crowd and looked thoughtfully at the man called the 'Six Paths Sage'.

At this moment, Fuchuan, who was surrounded by blood, seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll in the courtyard, his fingers constantly moving up and down, and his figure was free and comfortable.

Not long after, Fuchuan was the only one left on the field, and there were many wailing people lying scattered outside the blood circle around him.

After casually glancing at the white-haired warrior lying on the ground, Fukawa was a little confused. Hagoromo didn't help?
Then he smiled and said, "Since everyone is out of the circle, consider me the winner!"

"Now." Fuchuan's figure began to slowly rise into the sky under the control of the sand. He wanted everyone to see him as much as possible. ".According to the rules, I have the final say here now."

The onlookers were silent, thirty to one, but they were easily defeated. The most shocking thing was,

"In the bloody battle, no one died?"

The people watching the battle murmured to themselves, "It is simply a method that only a god can possess!"

"It's really the God who came to this world!" More and more people sighed and fell to their knees one after another!
Looking at the people kneeling down, Fuchuan smiled slightly,
".This place belongs to me now."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. In this wasteland, if this 'god'-like person did not allow them to stay here, it could almost be predicted that most people would die.

Maybe those who are strong and healthy can be taken in as slaves by other tribes, but in the end they will inevitably die of exhaustion and starvation.

"But..." Fuchuan seemed to see the worry on their faces and said slowly, "I can allow you to continue living on this land, but you must abide by the rules I have set!"

"What rules?"

Matsuda on the side was puzzled.
(End of this chapter)