Konoha's Barrier Master

The shuriken passed by, but no blood was spilled.

"No blood."

Orochimaru showed an unexpected smile as he looked at the silhouette of a figure slowly disappearing in the distance, being struck by several shurikens at tricky angles, spinning like a meat grinder, arcing through the air, and then slowly disappearing.

"Have you escaped?"

At that moment, when the first shuriken penetrated, he was very sure that Uzumaki Makoto had not moved at that time, and the person standing there was himself, but now there was nothing.

"Did you escape in an instant?"

"Sure enough, the terrifying speed. During the assessment, he still had some reserved strength that he didn't use. He's such an interesting kid."

"And the feeling I had just now was that it was really him that day."

Saying the inexplicable words, Orochimaru became excited and looked at the boy who turned around to face him. His golden snake eyes flashed with a happy look like a hunter encountering his prey while hunting.

"Take it all out and let me see your strength."

At this time, the figure opposite disappeared from his perspective, and there was no one in the distance.

"This ninjutsu,"

Uzumaki Makoto flashed out phantoms and quickly formed seals as if his hands were cramping, and the three barriers that had been opened this morning were quickly unfolded under the call of chakra.

"It seems that my guess was correct. It was Orochimaru who became my teacher."

"But, is this guy out of his mind for greeting me so warmly when we meet?"

Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

Uzumaki Makoto is in this situation at this time.

You said that the two of them have no friendship at all. At this time, Orochimaru was also a young man No. [-] who loved the village, his companions, and Naruto. Although he was involved in ninjutsu experiments, he had not yet studied forbidden jutsu in depth, so naturally he was not addicted to it. I have no intention of studying the limits of other people’s blood inheritance.

Probably not.

In short, at this time, Orochimaru was not the snake aunt who was crazy about immortality later. At best, he was obsessed. He did not collude with Mr. Danguo Wang to initiate the experiment on immortality, and he was not obsessed with the Sharingan.

And Uzumaki Makoto is just a member of the Uzumaki clan who has just arrived in Konoha for less than a day. The two of them have been in contact with each other twice at most. What hatred will arise from these two contacts?

You said, why would normal people who are living a good life attack their own disciples?

There is no mercy when using an A-level ninjutsu. Every shuriken is not aimed at one's weak spot.

No one believes it if they say it wasn't intentional.

Forget it.

After thinking hard to no avail, Uzumaki Makoto also gave up the idea of ​​continuing to think.

There is always a thin line between genius and madman. Even if Orochimaru is not the madman he will be in the future, he is still a genius now. The brain circuit of a genius is always different from that of ordinary people, isn't it?

Intermittent convulsions are also understandable.

Putting down the hand seal, the three enchantments have been expanded.

The already extraordinary physical strength was increased to the limit of the temple and itself. Uzumaki Makoto felt the huge barrier operating in his body like the hum of a large machine with full power. Countless precision devices interacted with each other, and the runes formed temples and interacted with each other. In response, the extremely pure Yang Escape Chakra roared in the body, and the fuzzy power of his own was constantly being derived and consumed.

The Kagura Barrier expanded to a radius of kilometers, encompassing the entire training ground.Suddenly, every flower, grass, tree and person in the entire environment came into view.

After the last barrier was deployed, it reached the boundary of Kagura Barrier and blocked all information.

"Preparation is complete."

Like the bubbles of a dream, the whirlpool disappears from its original place.

Searching his retinas, he could not find the young man's bright red hair and awe-inspiring fighting spirit. Suddenly, there was a loud sound of wind in his ears, as if someone was running against the wind, and the strong wind blew the corners of the man's clothes.

And the sound also ended after a breath, and the disappeared person appeared in front of him like a ghost, as if the space was folded, connecting two points so that the young man could cross the endless distance and arrive instantly.

It's so fast. It turns out it can be even faster.

Looking at the terrifying momentum in front of him, the murderous aura of a god standing in the way of a god-killing Buddha, a straight path and an unchangeable will like a rock, the pitch-black kunai pierced his neck.

Orochimaru felt even more joyful, but in this short moment, he was even in the mood to continue doing intelligence analysis.

This is confidence in one's own absolute strength.

You read that right, this child's strength is definitely more than what was exposed in the morning, and his strength in the morning is just the tip of the iceberg.

If compared, if the basic strength in the morning was close to that of a jounin, then in terms of speed at this time, it would exceed the average jounin.

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Is this everything he has or is he hiding it?

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But why should he hide it?

You must know that in Konoha only geniuses and sufficient talents can get more resources and privileges. Although he already has the privileges of the Uzumaki clan and the Senju clan and the resources that the village should provide,

But benefits are something that everyone is greedy in nature. Who would dislike it? Moreover, it is a shared resource that has no hidden dangers and can be used without anyone else.

Orochimaru doesn't think anyone can resist this temptation. No one is a saint and can completely sacrifice himself for others.

What's more, this isn't a temptation.

Even Nietzsche went crazy in the end

It was many years later that he realized that this handsome and polite guy was actually the greediest person in the world.

After being confused, Orochimaru's original question was forgotten in just a moment. He raised an arm to face Uzumaki Makoto who rushed forward. A thick and well-developed python sprang out from his shoulder and rushed toward the approaching Uzumaki. Uzumaki Makoto pounced.

The giant python's body is thick and covered with yellow and black patterns, and its scales are so tightly arranged that there are no gaps left. The snake's body is of unknown length and looks very strong and terrifying.

The big mouth filled with fishy odor was opened, and the two slender silver-white but venom-secreting fangs were still shining coldly under the shadow of the dark forest trees. The bright red mouth was facing Uzumaki Makoto's head, as if it wanted to swallow his head in one bite.

Snakes basically rely on venom and body strangulation to kill prey, and the python that combines these two points is obviously an excellent snake.

It is unknown how many prey it has eaten.

The growth is good and I think the snake stew will be delicious.

Uzumaki Makoto, who was holding the kunai and wielding it tightly, saw the ferocious snake in front of him, and an idea suddenly popped into his head uncontrollably.

Facing the giant python, the biological instinct of fear was suppressed. Uzumaki Makoto suddenly turned sideways to avoid the attack. He raised the knife and dropped the cold light. The big snake head soared into the sky, and bright red blood flowed from the snake's body that was still flying in the air. gush out.

The blood is flying in the air, its posture is like a gushing spring water, and it is as delicate and graceful as a flower in the wind.

Drops of blood inevitably spilled on his body and stained his clothes, and his nostrils were filled with the pungent smell of blood in the air. Uzumaki's expression remained unchanged, and he swung the sharp blade in his hand towards the man in front of him without hesitation after cutting off the snake's head. .

The air is displaced.

You can even hear the faint whistling of the wind.