Naruto Dancer Master

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Chapter 33 Guess what kind of meat I eat?

"The fourteen trends look very heavy..."

Is this the knife Yaksha was talking about?

Not far away, Shimura Danzo saw the Shishishi box smashing a deep pit the size of a washbasin on the ground, and observed it carefully with interest.

The third-generation Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen, who had grown old and matured, of course thought of what the impatient Yan Yan wanted to do, and shook his head in confusion.

According to Kakashi, he is also a very irritable little guy...

"I hope the children won't be scared..."

Yanyan glanced at Xiaoqiang's curious eyes, calmly opened the box, and slowly introduced:

"The knives on this level are heaven, earth, generals, law, wisdom, faith, benevolence, and courage, and are used for criminal trials."

"This guy......"

The scene instantly became quiet. Looking at these eight strange-shaped knives, the scalps of all Xiaoqiang went numb.

Yanyan picked it up and smashed his mouth to show it:

"Tsk, tsk...the tortures involved include scraping bones, peeling skin, cramping, picking out flesh, breaking vertebrae, inserting needles, grooming, and removing the five internal organs."

All the Xiaoqiang's faces turned pale and they all took a step back.

"Hehehe...interesting..."

Not far away, Shimura Danzo laughed in a low voice, quite appreciating Yan Yan's methods.This is how it should be, how can we be kind and tolerant towards our enemies.

"Humph......"

Shimura Danzo glanced disdainfully at Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was smiling bitterly.

Seeing the faces of the naughty children around him turn pale, Yanyan pretended to be intoxicated and licked his lips and said:

"The six handles on the second level are used for combat executions. The first kill is to kill enemies on the battlefield, the second kill is to kill intelligence spies, the third kill is to disobey orders, the fourth kill is to collaborate with the enemy and rebel against the village, and the fifth kill is to kill companions. The last one, haha... .”

"good knife"

Not far away, Danzo Shimura couldn't help but cheered, not because of the sword, but because of the meaning that the flames gave to the knife. Hearing this was like drinking a mouthful of ice on a summer day, which shocked people all over. "Good knife, good momentum, just like Yasha said." Said, this child is born with roots...

If this set of knives wasn't too heavy for ninjas who were agile and light, Shimura Danzo would have wished that everyone had a set.

Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned slightly, feeling that the murderous intent of this set of knives was too strong, and the implication contained in it, that the knives screamed to kill without mercy, seemed too cruel.

"Are all the ninja monks of the Fire Temple so vicious now?"

The third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, was a little stunned. The monk had changed so much. Did he not keep up with the times?

Yanyan smiled coldly, pretending to be indifferent and continued:

"The name of the sword "Fengtian Chengren" is reserved for suicide when the mission fails and cannot be escaped."

"This guy is a cruel person..."

The Xiaoqiang all took a few steps back in horror...

At this moment, Yanyan suddenly turned his head, revealed his scarlet eyes, and said with a sinister evil smile:

"Now you know what kind of meat I eat..."

Everyone was stunned.

"tableware......"

"Wow"

"run away"

"A murderer"

A bunch of naughty children were crying and running away as if they had seen a ghost.

Aburame Shino, who was already standing quietly at the door, took two steps forward and together with Nara Shikamaru, pulled up Hinata Hinata who was sitting on the ground and was too scared to move.

"Sure enough, he is a terrible guy..."

Shino Aburame stroked her sunglasses and whispered calmly. As soon as Yanyan entered the classroom, the bugs on his body began to tremble in unison, as if they had encountered a terrible natural enemy.

However, he and Nara Shikamaru were not too afraid. Even if Yanyan was really a murderous ogre or something, with the teacher here, they would be safe enough.

"Now... I'll be clean for at least a year. It's great..."

Yanyan, who had regained his composure, easily carried the Fourteen Movements of the Ming Dynasty back on his back.

Sora, on the other hand, couldn't laugh or cry and went with the confused Iruka Umino to find the naughty children who were scared and fled in all directions.

"Hehehe, what a little bastard."

Shimura Danzo actually laughed out loud in a rare moment.

Even Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at his always gloomy old friend in surprise.

"Hmph...I'm leaving first, Hiruzen."

Danzo Shimura ignored the gaze of his old rival, folded his arms and turned away calmly.

He no longer planned to recruit Yanyan into the roots. He had a new idea, but it still needed some time. He planned to find an opportunity to talk to Changhe in the days to come.

"It's time to leave"

For a moment, Sarutobi Hiruzen couldn't figure out what Shimura Danzo wanted to do. He just came here to stop his old friend from recruiting these children into the root.

These children in front of him are the mainstay of Konoha in the future that he is optimistic about. He needs these children to inherit Konoha's will of fire, rather than planting the root of the Tongue Bane.

Seeing that Shimura Danzo had completely left, Sarutobi Hiruzen also returned to the Hokage building thinking all the way. After all, the Hokage's work was extremely heavy, and it was very rare to find time to go to the ninja school.

Umino Iruka, who had retrieved all the naughty children, glanced at Yanyan with a headache, and helplessly comforted the others with Sora.

Since Kong was busy helping him, he was too embarrassed to criticize Yanyan too much. It seemed that he could only take some time to talk to Yanyan's parents.

Umino Iruka just feels that this little bastard has completely narrowed his own path. You will have no friends like this. This can't go on like this.

Into the night

Takesuke entered Konoha's Yakiniku BBQ restaurant in confusion. Soon after Yanyan and Sora returned home from school in the afternoon, he received an invitation from some of his jounin friends to come out for a drink.

"Do you have any business to discuss so suddenly?"

Takesuke raised the door curtain strangely.

"excuse me"

Takesuke's unique rough voice echoed through the extremely lively atmosphere of the barbecue restaurant.

"Oh you bastard, you are here"

Inuzukazuka, with his neck flushed and holding a wine glass, greeted Takesuke in. He had obviously drank a lot.

"Oh hahaha, Takesuke, I heard from my daughter that your son is really outstanding."

As soon as Takesuke sat down, Yamanaka Haiichi hugged his neck tightly and sneered, gritting his teeth.

This guy's little bastard scared his good daughter. I must let this guy go home tonight.

Akimichi Choza smiled innocently and put a large wine glass in front of Takesuke, while Nara Shikaku filled the wine glass calmly. The cooperation between the pigs, deer, and butterflies was as skillful as ever.

"Ah, what's wrong with Yanyan? Do you want to marry me?"

Although Takesuke was confused, he responded to his bad friend unwilling to be outdone.

"Marriage Home"

Yamanaka Hai stared at Takesuke, this shameless guy, and almost choked to death with his words stuck in his throat.

"We'll discuss the wedding matters later. Those who come late will punish themselves with three drinks..."

Seeing that Yamanaka Haiyi had been taken advantage of, his eyes widened and he was unable to reply, Aburame Shiwei's voice sounded faintly.

The eyes of all the jonins lit up.

"Yes, yes, those who come late will punish themselves with three drinks, hahahaha."

Takesuke looked at the wine cup in front of him which was more than one size bigger than others, swallowed his saliva, and felt confused inside.

"What happened?"

"..."

At this time, Yanyan was struggling desperately in the wave of corpses in the dungeon world.

Dungeon introduction: This is a battleground for military strategists throughout the ages, and more than tens of millions of heroic souls have fallen there from ancient times to the present.Iron horses and glaciers, the battlefield is ruthless.Their battle has never stopped. Although their bodies have long since turned to dust, their souls will never fade away.The sky is filled with lonely souls and wild ghosts wandering around.Your appearance has given these countless resentful heroic spirits hope.Only you can help them escape...

Number of times performed today: 33

Dungeon mission: Successfully kill 896630000 heroic soldiers

Successfully killed the heroic centurion 88300

Mission reward: A Zanpakutō randomly drawn

Permanently increases speed by 5 points

Permanently increases physical fitness by 1 point

Permanently increases strength by 2 points

Permanently increases spirit by 5 points

Weapon introduction: The complete Zanpakutō has no sword spirit. It comes from the world of death. The handle can transcend the undead and double the damage caused by attacking large creatures and energy aggregates.If the four-dimensional attribute exceeds 40, the initial solution will be activated. After the initial solution, all attributes will increase by 10 points.When the four-dimensional attribute exceeds 60, the swastika will be activated. After the swastika is solved, all attributes will be increased by 20 points.

People can hope because they cannot see death.a certain god of death

Additional skills: Primary spirit application

Skill introduction: Don’t worry if you are an envious ninja and can run on water. If you learn this, you can run in the sky.

Attribute information: full value 100

Power: 43.5

Speed: 42

Constitution: 47.5

Spirit: 50

Weapon: Dragon Yiji Richa Da Ming Fourteen Dynasties Modified Version

The small group of heroic centurions in the dungeon had already been wiped out by the flames, and such stragglers no longer posed a threat to him.

In order to continue the mission, he recently had to turn his attention to an even larger and more impressive military formation.

Different from venting anger in the past, every time he flew into the military formation, it was like jumping off a mountain of swords. Countless swords, guns, swords and halberds came like a wave, dodging in all directions with the flames wrapped around them.

Just like when he first entered the dungeon, Yan Yan was a little helpless after dying over and over again.

Lancers, archers, swords and shields, halberds and crossbows, heavy infantry, swordsmen, light cavalry and pagoda soldiers, chariots, fire crows, thousand ox crossbows, swords and guns...

"Damn"

Yan Yan, who reappeared in the dungeon, opened his eyes fiercely, suddenly took the fourteen moves of the Ming Dynasty, and wielded five straight-edged daggers that shot out. He saw five rays of silver light flashing around his body, and Yan Yan flew through again. Entering the military formation as stable as an iron wall...

"Ding Ding...Dang Dang...Ding Dang..."

I saw a short, snow-white skeleton carrying a black box on its back. The manic sword light shining all over its body kept exploding in the military formation, setting off a wave of broken limbs and broken arms, like the waves of huge rocks smashing into the water.

As Huang Linglu slashed his sword, broken bones, rotten flesh, and skeletal spirits flew everywhere.

It wasn't long before Yan Yan's body was covered with marks from cuts and axes.

The cracked Yan Yan endured the severe pain and flickered in and out among the chaotic army. The green light of the dragon's letter also rotated rapidly with a group of knife wheels, and the speed became faster and faster.

Not only the long and short knives of the Fourteen Dynasties of the Ming Dynasty, but also the scattered and broken weapons on the battlefield were kicked up and down by Yan Yan, and gradually merged into the Huang Helu's cutting knife, and the axe, ax and hook moved up and down along Yan Yan's body as if they were given life. Flying.

From time to time, flying knives and powerful crossbows and thousands of kunai were fired from the traps of the Ming Dynasty's fourteen forces, all of which stayed close to the enemy's vital points, crushing countless throats and skulls.

The pointed steel cables were like long snakes entangled in the wheels of the chariots that rushed towards the flames. Several out-of-control chariots knocked away pieces of skeletal spirits one after another.

Just like the old sword, Yanyan's jaws were wide open and his face was ferocious. Facing the black wave of bones, he roared and slashed fiercely.

The overwhelming group charge was like the sea water hitting the rocks, splashing countless waves, but one wave after another seemed to be endless...

Once again, Yan Yan was gradually submerged in the wave of steel skeletons...

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