The Legend of Hinata of Konoha

Chapter 113 Bullying
"You and this little fat man are waiting here quietly!" Yizhe glanced at the weak Chitu beside him, and said to the blond boy standing up opposite him, "It's fine when Lao Zi and the others finish fighting!"

"It's really meaningless to bully you two little guys!"

Finally, he added another sentence.

"Bullying? Little guy?" Hearing this, Didara showed an incredulous expression on his face, and kept mumbling.

As a disciple of the third generation of Tukage, he is also a ninja who has escaped from the blood and has countless halos of genius.

Even, the other party never took him seriously, and never fought him seriously.

What kind of humiliation is this?How sad?

This battle is no longer for Huang Tu's order, but for his own dignity.

He gritted his teeth, fixed his eyes on the white-clothed boy opposite him, took out a piece of clay from his pocket again, and kneaded it.

"Do you want to fight again?" Yizhe glanced helplessly at the blond boy.

Considering that the opponent's body is obviously much weaker than Chitu's, he didn't use any strange force in the blow just now, but just used ordinary strength. Therefore, the opponent didn't suffer any injuries and could still stand up.

It's just that his kindness kept his hand away, and it seemed that the other party didn't appreciate it, and wanted to continue fighting.

"If I had known, I would have beaten him to the ground just now!" Yi Zhe regretted endlessly, facing such an opponent, he was really not interested.

The opponent is weak and obviously not good at physical skills, and his speed and strength are even more incomparable to him; the only technique he knows is a little bit of clay explosion, although it is interesting, but it is not very fast. As long as he is serious, the opponent There is no second chance at all.

"boring!"

With a movement of his feet, he rushed to Didara in an instant.

Just as he was about to launch an attack, Didara had a weird smile on his face and threw out the unformed clay in his hand.

"Could it be?" Some doubts arose in his heart, but he still didn't dare to neglect, and immediately avoided it.

"Art is explosions! Drink!" the blond boy's frantic voice sounded again.

Seeing the drastic change of the chakra in the clay, he immediately understood that the clay didn't need to be kneaded into a fixed shape to be effective.

boom!
The huge explosion sound appeared again.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and dodged it early without any harm.

"Even so, you shortened the time for making clay, but you just lasted a while longer! It is impossible to beat me!" He looked at Didara who was dodging and kneading the clay around him, and said calmly.

"You look down on people too much!"

"I must show you some color! Drink!" The blond boy flushed with anger, threw a handful of clay pellets, and shouted angrily.

He clearly understood that his speed was not as good as others, so he stopped wasting time kneading clay to shape, directly poured his explosive escape chakra into the clay, and then went out.

"The gap in strength between us is far beyond your imagination!" Yizhe replied without changing his face, and he had already formed a set of seals in his hands.

"Wind Escape, Great Breakthrough"

He concentrated the chakra in his mouth, and when he opened his mouth to spit out, a violent gust of wind directly blew the mud pellets thrown by the opponent into the sky.

Boom, boom, boom!
Numerous mud pellets exploded at high altitude, forming a gorgeous fireworks.

"Brother, this fireworks are good! Let's do it again!" The sound of Xiao Heitu's frolicking came from above the tree canopy.

"Be careful, you've been dropped!" Jing Yin reminded the little guy to be safe.

Taking advantage of the time when the other party threw out the clay and was making new clay, Yi Zhe stuck in front of the other party again.

"As I said, our strengths differ too much!"

"Why don't you believe it?"

Hearing this faint voice approaching, Didara was immediately frightened out of his wits.

The opponent's speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to make new clay!
Only then did he realize that the previous two waves of attacks were nothing more than the fact that the opponent was not very clear about the situation, so he was caught off guard.

Now, the other party has figured out the time when he made the clay, and posted it before the clay was successfully made.

"You..." He was anxious and angry, and wanted to fight back, but the opponent grabbed a hand again.

"Humph!"

Yizhe saw the clay in Didara's hand, and the chakra injection had reached its limit. He snorted immediately, and a soft fist followed his palm and penetrated into the opponent's body, directly interrupting the opponent's chakra injection into the clay. Conveying, interrupts the final step of clay making.

"You two are really talented!"

"But right now, you are no match for me at all, and I don't have the heart to play around with you here anymore!"

"Let's end it!"

He said nonchalantly, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was restrained by him, he made a Baguazhang gesture.

"Soft Fist - Eight Diagrams 64 Palms"

Immediately, a series of 64 blows of soft fists were completed in an instant on Didara's body like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The opponent's detonating clay is really dangerous. It only needs to inject a certain amount of chakra to use it, and it doesn't have too high requirements on the body.

In this way, using the soft fist method to seal the opponent's meridians so that he cannot use chakra, this has become his best choice.

Moreover, the physique of the other party seems to be very ordinary. If you use strange power, it is difficult to grasp the severity.If you hurt the other party too badly, it's not easy to explain, but if you hurt him too lightly, I'm afraid that he will continue to make clay explosions and pester him endlessly.

Therefore, Yi Zhe did not choose to use strange power, but used the soft fist method.

Also because the opponent looked too weak, he even reduced three levels of strength when performing the Baguazhang, otherwise, he was very worried whether the opponent would be seriously injured by the 64 palms.

However, his worries were a bit unnecessary.

After receiving this series of soft fists, Didara fell to the ground without a sound.

"call--"

"So I just fainted!" After sniffing the other party's breath, Yi Zhe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He still overestimated the endurance of this six or seven-year-old child.

"Here! Little fat man, take care of your companion!" He carried the blond boy and placed it beside Chitu.

Chi Tu looked nervous and didn't dare to answer, his eyes were full of fear, probably because he was frightened by the strange force of his previous punch.

When he saw that Didara was silent, his eyes turned red.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Seeing the little fat man ready to cry, Yizhe hurriedly explained: "Don't cry! He's fine, he just passed out! He'll be fine in a while!"

"Really?" Chi Tu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, not convinced.

"No injustice, no enmity, why should I kill you? Besides, isn't little black earth still here?"

"If you really killed him, how can you explain to Little Heitu!" He tried his best to calm the little fat man's emotions, and said helplessly.

Suddenly, there was a violent vibration from the ground under his feet. He noticed that the vibration came from the battlefield on Lao Zi's side.

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