Ninja World: Insect Princess from Konoha

Chapter 219 The Tyrant of Flowers
His face was covered in blood, his scarlet eyes were even more scarlet, he stared at the ground in confusion, his mind was buzzing.

Nosebleeds mixed with saliva, slowly dripping onto the wet ground.

His body was trembling, and great anger filled his body and mind.

My uncle has lived for nearly 30 years, but today he was so humiliated by the little girl. If he does not avenge his revenge, he will be Uchiha in vain!
"Do you know what's wrong now?"

Zhili didn't seem to pursue, and asked in place.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" , with a distorted and hideous face.

Uchiha, as an elite, is not a weak chicken.

With a snap, Uchiha's man abruptly dropped his knees heavily on the ground, kneeling on the ground.

This was not his original intention, and he looked at Zhili in front of him suspiciously.

The ninjas watching around shrank their eyes, completely unable to understand what happened.

"It seems to be medical ninjutsu, the nerves in the legs have been severed." A Jonin said.

Chakra scalpel, this operation is not uncommon, and there are a lot of people in the hospital who know it.

What is strange is how Zhili severed the nerve in full view.

But the situation on the court is no longer to be considered.

"Know it's wrong?" Jiri asked, looking at Uchiha who was kneeling in front of him.

"Uchiha Hari!!!"

"you wanna die!!!"

"Wrong answer." Turning around again, this time, ruthlessly hitting the other half of the face.

Uchiha's man howled and flew out.

The surrounding villagers were silent, only feeling their teeth ached and their bodies shivering.

Although it wasn't him who hit him, he couldn't help but feel fear, and cold sweat drenched his back.

Is this the real Uchiha?

As Jonin looked at Jiri's figure on the field, his pupils shrank for a while. Isn't this an illusion?
He licked his parched lips.

It's more tricky than you can imagine. If you fight against it, you don't know how to die.

Unlike ordinary Uchiha, the cheap tactics of going around behind two-on-one can't be effective.

Jiri stepped forward slowly, walked up to the Uchiha man, and asked repeatedly with an expressionless indifference, "Do you know that you are wrong?"

"Uchiha Hari!!!" the man yelled furiously.

It was Jiri's kick that answered him.

The kicked ones flew upside down and rolled all the way on the street.

Covered in dust and blood, he lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment.

The surrounding villagers hurriedly moved away in horror.

At this time, is it Uchiha's glory that is ashamed?
The mighty Uchiha ninja was beaten like a grandson.

No, in the eyes of the villagers at this time, only the Uchiha clan is powerful.

Watching Zhili walking slowly, swallowing his saliva nervously.

On its back, the Uchiha family's Uchiha family emblem is eye-catching.

"wrong answer."

The scarlet samba pattern turns coldly.

Zhili asked.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

The man opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his scarlet eyes stared fiercely at Zhili, but he did not give in.

Zhili stepped forward slowly and kicked him away.

The ninja was flying upside down and rolling on the street.

Zhili stepped forward and asked again.

The man yelled.

Zhili kicked it away.

Repeat the question.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Uchiha laughed wildly, without giving in.

"Wrong!? What's wrong with me!? Kind of kill me! Uchiha Hari!"

Jiri won't kill him.

Stare at this typical Uchiha.

He kicked it heavily with one kick.

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

Stepping forward, Zhili asked as usual.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Unyielding as always.

Such a constant cycle.

Zhili kicked him viciously all the way to the end of the street.

ask.

Kick away.

ask.

repeat.

The surrounding villagers were silent, and they lowered their heads, not daring to look directly into Zhili's scarlet eyes.

His hands and feet were cold and sweaty.

Too cruel!It's too miserable!

I wondered if I should be more polite to Uchiha when speaking in the future, and greet him with a smile.

The villagers don't want to be like this, being beaten miserably from the street to the end of the street.

There was a constant wail in my heart.

horrible!horrible!horrible!
He firmly remembered the name of the girl in front of him.

Uchihajiri.

Zhili stepped forward, stepped on the opponent's head, and under continuous heavy blows, his consciousness was almost blurred, his pupils were slackened, and Zhili's scarlet samba pattern was reflected in the dark eyes.

"Let me tell you, idiot."

"You are too weak."

"The weak must act like the weak!"

"Don't challenge my patience again and again!"

"The patience of the strong!"

"Uchiha's patience!!!"

The guy can't hear clearly.

But these words were not addressed to him alone.

Zhili kicked him hard, and the latter bowed like a shrimp, swept out of the street, and completely lost consciousness.

All the villagers lowered their heads, not daring to look at Zhili like a tyrant.

The long street seemed to be silent, except for the low panting of the crowd.

Zhili showed a smile on his face and said, "Everyone, it's all right now."

Everyone who heard the words looked at the gentle smile on Zhili's face, and felt chills in their hearts.

"I'm causing trouble for everyone."

Saying that, Jiri bowed politely, showing the good demeanor of a big family.

"No trouble, no trouble!" Some villagers were shocked, with forced smiles on their faces, subconsciously agreeing.

"I'm sorry for shocking everyone."

Jiri continued.

Looking at the fallen man on the street.

"This guy, please help take him to the hospital. I have other things to do. If you find it annoying, it doesn't matter."

Jiri said with a gentle smile.

The smile is as gentle as the sunshine in winter.

Everyone just felt their scalps go numb.

No one answered.

"What? Is it troublesome? No one answered me?"

Zhili closed his smile, his face was expressionless, and his scarlet samba turned around, scanning the crowd.

"I come!!!"

"Don't worry!!! We will send him to the hospital! Leave it to me! How can it be troublesome for a village? It's not troublesome at all!"

"Thank you so much everyone." Zhili smiled and said, "Then please everyone."

"You're being polite! You're being polite! It should be!" Everyone hurriedly replied.

Jiri stared at the crowd.

There are smiles all over their faces, and there is no such annoying hostility anymore.

In the depths of the eyes, awe reveals flattery.

In the past, Uchiha's glory was Madara.

And from now on...

I am the glory of Uchiha!

O my stupid people! ! !

Jiri bowed to the villagers.

Seeing this, the villagers hurriedly bowed to Zhili.

Turning around, Zhili walked away slowly.

Along the way, the villagers stepped aside and silently watched Zhili leave.

This is Uchiha.

What a tyrant like a flower! ! !
Elegant, beautiful and powerful!

And gentle?
Uchiha's Flower Tyrant!

　The fourth update is asking for a monthly ticket. Can I get [-] tickets today?

　　
　
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