Konoha's talent

After losing the previous few matches, he was reluctant to back down again this time. He just felt that he would never get closer to Saitama, who was going further and further away.

Maybe it's better to die here than not to dare to continue facing him, right?

This thought flashed in Shishui's mind at this time, but it was quickly thrown away again.

How could he be so easily defeated by Saitama? If he failed so easily, wouldn't his time to catch up with him be wasted?

This is something he doesn't want to see, and he doesn't want to accept it!

Constantly chasing Saitama, a companion who has stepped into the darkness, only the growth of strength can make him feel that he still has the possibility of pulling Saitama back.

So, face Saitama's ninjutsu.

He does not intend to retreat.

This is a fight that cannot be retreated!

The sound of dirt still rang behind him, but the blood inside Zhishui's eyes became more intense, and his expression gradually revealed a trace of hideousness, completely ignoring the reminder of his companion behind him.

Roar!

Suzuo raised the sky and roared, his body became solid again.

And the position of its left hand is even more shrouded in green flames, and then it is constantly surging and changing, and it is quickly moving towards an object to fit in.

"The more I understand the world, the more I feel that the world is ugly, even though I am already a part of it."

Saitama's hands are pointing down, with a mocking smile on his face, but this time the mocking is directed at himself.

There is nothing wrong with the world, but many people living in this world are full of sin, and he needs to do as much as possible to eliminate this sin.

Therefore, the more inner feelings he feels, the more determined he is in everything he does. The world needs to be'purified', which is also one of the necessity for his existence.

Bang-bang-

The Thunder Tiger, tens of meters in size, collided in Saitama's line of sight, with an invincible aura, and arrived at Shishui's position almost instantly.

But Shishui also experienced changes that surprised him.

The green giant raised a green shield full of patterns.

A faint green flame was burning on the edge of the shield, and the surrounding air was slightly distorted, and the ninjutsu rushing from diagonally above blocked him.

The shield was large enough to protect the half of Suzuo's body.

After the two collided, they started wrestling.

The tiger’s mouth bit on the shield, and the thunder and lightning all over his body burst out in an instant, most of them swayed on the front of the shield, and a few of them bypassed the shield and fell on Suzuo behind, splattering the green flames on his body. Shoot.

But this kind of damage is irrelevant to Suzuo, who is defensively defensive.

However, even the front has not suffered much damage.

Under such impact, Shishui was subsequently pushed back and forth, and temporarily dropped.

Fortunately, the overall situation was basically stable within his controllable range, and there was no picture of being instantly defeated.

Staring at the white tiger who was behind the shield in front, Zhishui's eyes began to shed blood.

The further strengthening of Suzuo's urging was very exhausting to him at this time.

"Ha ha."

Seeing Shisui desperately blocking his ninjutsu below, Saitama let out an inexplicable laugh, and the depths of his eyes became darker.

But then, he lifted his hands up and shook his hands, and his face returned to the peace it had always been.

In some cases, it may be time to make a decision.

Complete everything according to the true inner thoughts, instead of continuing to avoid hypocritically.

He had always said that he would cut off the fetters of the past, but in fact he did not really separate the past from the present as he said, but vaguely avoided this question.

It was like Shishui and Itachi in front of them. Whether they were so good or intimate, they had no meaning at this time.

The positions of both sides have been opposed, and one side must be hurt by the other side.

And what he himself called the cut, the objects naturally include these.

Whether it's cruel, unfeeling, or inhuman, it's all already on the line.

The more dragged, the more boring he himself felt.

So, this time... it's time!

"Stop Water..."

Leaning on the soil, Itachi looked at the Shisui standing in front of the two of them firmly against the Saitama Ninjutsu, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

His face was very pale, the eyes of the writing wheel had degenerated to the shape of a three-gou jade, and his eyes were extremely dim.

He can understand Shisui's reluctance to admit defeat when facing Saitama, because he has a similar emotion himself.

"Damn it!"

Shishui in Susuna clenched his teeth, his gums slowly oozing blood, but the impact on the opposite side was still too strong to resist.

And Suzuo, who was under his control, was constantly being pushed back, so his feet took on everything, leaving two wear marks on the ground.

As Saitama's gesture changed, the white tiger biting on Susao's shield also changed instantly.

The tiger uttered a tiger's roar, and then the body was like a blow-out, blasting out a lot of thunder and lightning, and went in all directions.

And this is a signal of everything.

"drink!"

Above, Saitama's hands were knotted on her chest, and a low voice made from her mouth.

With this'drink', drinking Deidara has the same effect.

boom--

Under the eyes of the pupils that shrank suddenly with soil, the Ninjutsu White Tiger, who was originally competing with Shisui, exploded. Everything was shrouded in white light, and the scope of the shroud continued to expand, sweeping towards them. Come.

Almost without thinking, the soil and the ferret suddenly disappeared in place, avoiding the dangerous attack.