God-level choice: Obito, come and inherit Hokage

Rock Hidden Village.

At the last moment, Ohnoki finally carried everything by himself.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Stop for me!"

When he was only a few meters away from the ground, he managed to hold the two meteorites.

Many rock ninjas have already collapsed to the ground, enjoying the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

someone muttered.

"The ghost knows what we have experienced in just one minute..."

"Is the other party really human? That kind of power can only be possessed by a god!"

Someone said excitedly.

"Didn't Master Tuying just now, with a mortal body, is comparable to a god?!"

Someone reprimanded angrily.

"If you can't speak, you will hold back your words in the future!"

"Those who know know that you are praising Tukage-sama, but those who don't know think you are praising Uchiha Madara."

Over the sky.

Onoki tremblingly carried two meteorites, and slowly flew towards the outside of Yanyin Village.

Do not know why.

He suddenly had the feeling that he was a dung beetle...

"boom!"

He tried his best to throw the two meteorites out of Yanyin Village.

Onoki's whole body was sluggish.

I just feel that my arms and legs are not my own.

"Hiss~~ My elbow~" Ohnoki moaned.

"Old man, this Bling Gai~ and this waist disc~~~"

Seeing this, Heitu hurried over, and hugged Oh Yemu with some distress.

"Are you okay, Grandpa, may I help you to rest?"

"No!"

Onoki supported his old waist, waved his hands, and said through gritted teeth.

"Help the old man to Didarana, the old man has something to ask this traitor!"

Hei Tu said with some astonishment.

"Grandpa, you are already like this, why don't you hurry up and take a good rest!"

"Is there anything urgent to ask now?"

Onoki said viciously.

"You don't understand, Heitu, help the old man over now!"

"If you don't ask that question clearly, the old man will have trouble sleeping and eating!"

"This... alright grandpa."

Although Black Soil was a little puzzled.

But he still obeyed Onoki's instructions and helped him all the way to the small black house.

"Kick the door open for the old man, Heitu!"

"Huh? But grandpa..."

"Kick it away!"

"……it is good."

The door of the small black room was kicked open forcefully.

Didara, who was thinking about his life, was taken aback by the sudden movement.

"Nandusga (what are you doing)?!"

Before Didara could react.

With the support of Heitu, Onoki walked up to him and asked aggressively.

"Rebel, you said earlier that the leader of your night organization is only slightly older than you?!"

Didara clutched his chest, holding his breath for a while.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a small face.

"Did you take the wrong medicine, old man, eh?!"

There is no explanation.

Onoki stared at Didara, and uttered a few words with grinning eyes.

"Answer! Old man's! Question!"

Didara swore to Sage of the Six Paths.

This was the first time he had seen the old man so angry.

When he blew up the old man's house before, the other party was never as angry as he is now...

So, Didara somehow followed his heart.

He carefully recalled Obito's appearance, nodded with certainty and said.

"The leader is indeed only slightly bigger than me, eh!"

Onoki mentioned Obito.

Didara remembered his undercover mission again.

"Let's not talk about this, old man, I decided to stay in Yanyin Village."

"Now I want to be Tuying from the bottom of my heart, eh!"

Onoki was so angry that he sneered and said in an angry tone.

"Is it something you can be a soil shadow if you want? You still want to be a soil shadow?"

"Bah! Go live your big dream!"

Deidara: "???"

Didn't you ask me to stay and inherit your mantle a few days ago?

Why do you old man turn your face and deny anyone? !

……

The country of thunder.

A country set among towering mountains.

It got its name because of the deafening thunder that accompanied it all the year round.

As for the name of Yunyin Village, it is naturally derived from the clouds and mists in the mountains.

In the divine space.

Obito left behind the No.20 cloud ninja.

After letting out a long breath, he looked at Madara behind him and said.

"Phew~ Grandpa Madara, I found the location of Eight-Tails Jinchuriki."

"The other party is currently practicing on a small island in the east of the Land of Thunder."

Ban Wenyan moved his neck and said.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go, Oh Beato."

Obito made an OK gesture and said.

"Shenwei Express, the mission must be accomplished!"

An hour later.

The two had already set foot on a small island.

Here is full of greenery and colorful fallen flowers, just like the paradise in the novel.

The two of them walked all the way to the end of the forest, and the willows and flowers suddenly appeared in front of them.

Not far away was a magnificent waterfall that sounded like thunder.

The azure water pours down, as pure as it can wash the soul.

And in the open space next to the waterfall with flying beads and jade.

A man in white clothes and blue trousers, wearing sunglasses, was humming and practicing sword skills.

This person has dark skin, light yellow hair, and a total of seven knives on his body.

It is Obito and Madara's target, Eight-Tails Jinchuriki - Kirabi (Killer Bee).

"My heart is full of fighting spirit, yo~ who dares to compete with me?"

Kirabi waved his two knives rhythmically, and rapped impromptuly along with the beat.

"No one can stop the seven swords, hey ~ this is my home field!"

"You can't stop my master's attack, but don't worry ~ everything will be over soon!"

Looking at Kirabi who was chanting words and kept twisting his fat buttocks.

Madara frowned slightly, and said with some disgust.

"This Renzhuriki...is there something wrong with his brain?"

How can such an opponent let him dance to his heart's content?

"Ok?"

It seems to have heard the voice of Madara.

Kirabi sheathed her two knives, turned around, and strode towards the two of them.

When he was only a few steps away from the two of them, he stabilized his figure.

Then, under Obito's puzzled and shocked eyes.

Kirabi shook his crotch violently, and rapped with his hands twitching.

"Your brain is the only problem, yo~ I think you look like a big fool!"

"You two are sneaky, hey~ What is the purpose of coming here?"

"If you have ghosts in your hearts, hum~ the uncle chops you like vegetables!"

(╬￣dish￣)
Obito clearly saw a big ╬ on Madara's face.

He glanced at Kirabi who was still complacent.

Obito held his forehead helplessly.

"It's over, Barbie Q~"

Madara stretched out his hand towards Obito, and said coldly.

"Oh Beato, give me my scythe, I'll rip this guy's mouth with it."

With a sigh, Obito took out the sickle and handed it to Madara.

"Grandpa Madara, be gentle with your attack later, don't accidentally beat someone to death."

Kirabi pulled out two long knives again, and said rhythmically.

"Bastard~ idiot! Want to tear my mouth apart? Hmm~ watch me break your leg!"

Ah this...

He glanced at Madara's expression at this time.

(▼ヘ▼#)
Obito silently backed away, leaving enough space for Madara-ye.

It was the first time he saw Master Madara so angry.

You, Kirabi, are the first one who can make an old artist lose his temper...

[Good night, Mi... there is one more chapter, hahaha! 】