The legendary old man’s long journey of saving money

A strong feeling of weightlessness hit Sasuke.

In this weightlessness, Sasuke was surprised to see the iron cage he was in disintegrating into parts in the air and floating upwards, along with the rubble and debris that had been scattered on the ground before.

Before long, Sasuke was standing alone in a snow-white clearing surrounded by only six masked cameramen.

There is still time to think about it, and the world is spinning.

In Sasuke's field of vision, everything around him was spinning rapidly, and the six Uchiha clansmen in front of him also flashed in front of him one by one.

Finally, the rotation stopped, and Sasuke realized that there were actually thirty-six cameramen with the eyes of the three-hook tama chakra standing around him at this moment. And the venue of the competition is more than ten times larger than before, and it is unusually empty.

Except for the field under his feet and the thirty-six clansmen, Sasuke's surroundings were only endless darkness.

It was clear that he was no longer in the space-time where the arena was located.

This time, the opponent was so strong that he needed to transfer the entire competition venue to another time and space, and Sasuke somewhat regretted not going to the Fire Temple with his master.

Sasuke held the knife in both hands and stood on guard.

If it were him, he would definitely hide in a dark corner to give his opponent a beautiful sneak attack.

However, Sasuke's idea was frustrated, he really underestimated the importance that the organizers attached to the tournament and the adequacy of their funding.

In a melodious song, rain began to fall in the sky that closed time and space.

Facing the "raindrops" that fell from the sky, Sasuke raised his head and reached out to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, it was not rain that fell, but countless screws, nuts, rubber rings and other small parts.

Before long, this rain of steel made up of tiny mechanical parts ended.

Then, larger parts floated down from the air. These parts are the body, hands, feet, and head of the doll.

Sasuke picked up the head of a doll and stared at it. The head of this doll is carved vividly, and it looks like a young girl with red hair.

Suddenly, the head of the puppet in Sasuke's assistant suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth to smile at Sasuke.

In amazement, Sasu's assistant loosened, and the head fell to the ground and rolled away.

Infected by silent commands, all the puppet parts on the entire platform in the void began to move and combine on their own.

The music does not stop, and the mutilated dolls help each other to combine with each other. The scene is weird and terrifying, but with a strange sense of beauty, it is difficult to look away.

The whole platform seems to be a stage, a stage for dolls. Each figure should spin and dance to the melody, all different from each other but secretly in harmony with the melody.

Sasuke finally understood why the thirty-six clansmen broadcast this grand dance, because every moment of this grand dance is beautiful, and no angle should be missed.

When the splicing of the dolls was completed, countless butterflies instantly appeared on their bodies. Where the butterflies are flying, they are already wearing gorgeous and luxurious long dresses, and their looks have become no different from ordinary people.

These puppets, like humans, are each different from each other, with some differences in details. But their beauty has transcended human limits and is filled with a morbid sense of perfection.

The skin is like a curdled fat, and only the gaps in the puppet parts on the fingers can reveal the identity of their puppets.

The puppets smiled and danced around Sasuke, and several even playfully ruffled Sasuke's hair, leaving a gentle kiss on his cheek. Sasuke sensed from the other party's body temperature that some of the puppets were actually disguised by the puppeteer of the Myoling woman.

True true false false, false false real true.

Like a dream, like a reality or a reality.

I don't know if it was an illusion, Sasuke saw the face of the red-haired puppet girl many times in this group of puppet girls. But when the girl realized that he was staring at her, her face immediately disappeared, and instantly appeared on the faces of the other puppets.

After many unsuccessful attempts to capture the figure of the other party, Sasuke had to admit in frustration that the puppets were actually mixed and that the red-haired girl was hidden among the real puppets, making him unable to track them at all.

The idea of hiding the puppeteer in the puppet has to be said to be really clever.

As the dance progressed, it rained in the sky again, but this time it was not the delicate and beautiful parts of the puppet girls that fell, but the parts of the huge war machine.

The puppet girls instantly became heroic, rolling and running like well-trained warriors, collecting scattered parts in the battlefield and stitching them together.

The puppeteers continued to spin and dance around Sasuke while manipulating the puppet.

Under the control of the puppeteer, the puppet girls are trained like a group of worker ants, climbing each other, gradually assembling huge war machines with scaffolding made of each other's bodies.

Huge body, solid armor, layers of weapons on his arms, and unique marks on his chest.

Although he had never seen it before, Sasuke had admired the name of this terrible creation in stories, in history books, and in the legendary records of countless heroic figures.

It was a creation that was older than the history of ninjas, and in the face of this creation, even the strongest ninja in history would be eclipsed.

According to legend, such a machine can turn a city to nothing in an instant, razing a mountain to the ground with the wave of a hand. The so-called ninjas, the so-called armies, the so-called heroes, when such a machine appears on the battlefield, will only be reduced to insignificant supporting roles.

According to legend, this machine was invented by a tyrant in ancient times, who used it to instantly reduce a rich city with countless rare and strange treasures to ashes, just to chant poetry to the burning flames of the city.

The poetry that the tyrant chanted is no longer available, but the ancient act of burning the city to write poetry has indeed made him and his war puppets famous for eternity.

With the first bell that echoed in this alien space, the war puppet emitted a deafening roar of steam pistons and the rotation of gears.

The bell rang twice, the war puppet's turbine lit, and its eyes shone with a blinding red light.

The big bell rang three times, and the huge body of the war puppet stood up.

All the puppets knelt on the ground, singing in unison in praise of the infinite power of the god symbolized by this war machine, the puppet god of the ancient kingdom of Loulan that had long been annihilated in the long river of history.

The puppet god walks in the world's steel incarnation, this war puppet that takes the form of a god, and its name is the god puppet.

And the dance performed by these many puppets is the dance of destruction used to praise the puppet god on the battlefield, called the dance of the god puppet.

Whenever these beautiful puppets appear on the battlefield, they use their graceful and ornate dances to harvest the lives of their enemies and sacrifice them to their puppet gods, and their opponents deserve only to be the corpses scattered on the ground at the end of this grand show.

No need for introduction, Sasuke already understood the identity of these puppeteers. They are the strongest holiday celebration dance performance troupe of the five major countries formed by the remnants of the Loulan Kingdom after the collapse of the Loulan Ancient Kingdom, the Puppet Troupe!

"Hand cannons, shoulder guns, suspended missile launchers, phased radar matrix plus force field armor. If this thing exploded, it could blast the entire village of Konoha Village into the sky, right? Counting

the various weapons and equipment installed on the ancient mech, Sasuke finally understood why the organizers had created a separate space for this fourth match.

The smell of corruption that had just been unearthed from this god puppet that had changed over thousands of years made Sasuke deeply appreciate what is called history.

"Thousands of years of old antiques, won't your conscience hurt if you fight fake competitions so fake?"