The strongest human of Konoha

Chapter 113
At the mouth of the valley, the supply station for sand ninja.

The continuous sound of explosions swayed far away in the valley, and the dull and long echo lingered on every inch of the ground. Even the falling raindrops seemed to be trembling.

The jackals lurking in the valley curled up desperately, hiding in the cave in fear. The jackals living in the country of rain have received lessons from ninjas time and time again, and paid the price of blood. Monkeys are not to be messed with.

Hearing the familiar sound of explosion, he immediately ran back to his nest with his tail clamped. Ants are willing to spare their lives, let alone cunning things like wolves.

The other side of the valley.

A team of more than [-] large carts was trekking hard, and the sand ninjas hurried on their way with constipated expressions.

The headscarves have extremely strong will and perseverance. This is beyond doubt. Every sand ninja is an excellent fighter honed in the scorching desert. .

However, when a large number of sand ninjas drove into the rain-soaked and moldy land, they tasted a harsher environment than the storm in the desert. Too many sand ninjas could not adapt to the overly humid environment. Air, had to return to the village to recuperate.

The sand ninjas who continue to stay strong do not mean that they have adapted to this land. More often, they rely on their tenacious spirit to support themselves, and their militant blood helps them overcome the discomfort caused by the environment.

The convoy moved slowly to the entrance of the valley.

"Stop and rest."

The bearded Sand Shinobi who led the team yelled, pulled his beard and stared at the valley in a daze, and quickly passed the order layer by layer. The huge team stopped immediately, and solidified the valley together with their boss.

"Did you hear?"

The bearded sand ninja asked.

"What? Hear what?"

Sand Shinobu next to him looked at the boss nervously, pricking up his ears to listen hard. Unfortunately, apart from the irritable sound of rain, there were only a few unpleasant old raven calls occasionally.

"..."

Glancing at the subordinate who was recently transferred to his side, the bearded man curled his lips, feeling depressed.

It's really unlucky, not to mention such crap things as transporting supplies at the stall, and the subordinates are more useless than the other. I always feel that the superiors have kicked all the useless waste to him. It is impossible to treat him as a garbage recycling station. Can't bear it.

With a few words of ruthlessness in my heart, I pulled off a few beards in resentment, but grinned in pain, the bull's eyes were wide open, and the thin and dense bloodshot eyes looked very oozing.

"Useless stuff, fuck off, go and find me the perception team, a bunch of waste who can't shit but wants to occupy the latrine, it's a shame for the ninja of the sand..." the bearded man cursed, He glared at the subordinate who looked a little dazed, "Hurry up and stand here pretending to be a wooden stake!"

"Yes, yes, let's go, no... I'll go right away."

The little young man was startled, bit his tongue in fright, spread his legs and rushed out.

The sand ninjas around looked awe-inspiring, holding their breath and concentrating, lest they be called by the boss and scolded, that would be really miserable.

After a while, the eight sand ninjas rushed over together, each of them showed a generous expression, and the surrounding sand ninjas also cooperated with each other in sending blessings and sympathy, quietly watching the brave men Sacrificial... stand in a row in front of the bearded man, tall and short.

"Go to the front and investigate. I have a bad feeling. There may be something wrong with the supply station."

The bearded man said solemnly.

I probably didn't expect the meeting to be so 'gentle', there was no reprimand like a thunderstorm, and I was called to perceive that the ninjas froze in place, staring at each other like a group of dumb geese.

"What? Is there any problem if you haven't set off yet?"

"Do not······"

The sudden tone of voice made them tremble.

"Let's go, just go."

A group of people rushed into the valley in a hurry, but they did not lose their vigilance. Eight people spread out, climbed up the steep rock wall, echoed each other back and forth, and moved towards the supply station at the other end of the valley.

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"Fire escape, the technique of dragon fire."

The galloping crimson flame turned into a dragon shape, baring its teeth and claws, but walking straight. The dripping rainwater was only burnt by the turbulent flame, and then turned into curling water vapor and rose to the sky. Where the fire dragon passed, nothing could stop it.

Uchiha's fire escape technique is top-notch in the world, and it really doesn't mix a little bit of moisture.

Otoha and Otome's fire escape technique is already considered sophisticated, but after seeing Fuyue's simple C-level fire escape technique, he just realized that there are people out there, and the power of the fire dragon is no worse than the so-called B-level ninjutsu. In terms of destructive power, it is already in the category of B-level ninjutsu.

Accompanied by a short scream, the flames rose sharply, a mass of pitch-black coke smashed into the muddy water, and the human figure could barely be seen.

"Bastard!!! Damn greenskin, go to hell!"

Fuyue succeeded, and solved the sand ninja in the granary, and ignited the three granaries with a big fire. The raging flames shot up into the sky, and the orange flames reflected in the gray eyes. Wanting to go crazy, I wish I could kill the Konoha ninjas in front of me.

People die when they die. Sand Shinobi is never afraid of death in battle. What he fears is that the supplies in the supply station will be burned to nothing. This is a loss he cannot bear.

The gray eyes were bloodshot, the corners of the eyes were cracked, and thin blood lines flowed down the cheekbones.

The corners of the eyes of the big man Sha Renqi were cracked. He hated the little green skins of Konoha in front of him to the extreme. All the supplies stored in the supply station were destroyed, and his future was also over. , and if the Konoha ninja in the granary came to support him, he would definitely die.

As a sand ninja, he knows very well that the strength of the companions guarding the granary is stronger than himself, but since his companions are all killed in battle, what qualifications does he have to expect to survive.

However, the left and right are just one dead, so if this is the case, simply pulling a few backs will not take advantage of this group of green skins in vain.

The pair of knives turned suddenly, and there were ear-piercing whistling sounds, and the blue wind light on the blade swirled around, with a terrifying momentum.

"Wood grass."

Guanyue was the first to notice the strangeness. He used his perception ability to the extreme. At the same time, with the help of Otome, Nawaki, and Hoshio, he was able to draw with this big man Sand Ninja.

When it started to squeeze Chakra in a self-destructive way, Guanyue knew something was wrong.

"Otome, Nakoki, be careful, this guy is going to do his best!!"

At the same time as Guanyue gave a reminder, she didn't retreat but advanced, and rushed forward after hearing the short knife.

"go to hell!!!"

The big man Sand Shinobu's face was red, like a cooked shrimp, the blood vessels on his arms were bulging, his two knives slashed in vain, and the wind knives whizzed out, and slashed towards Guanyue and the others.

(End of this chapter)