Konoha Muscle God

Forest of death.

Center Tower.

This is an ancient tower that is 700 meters wide and [-] meters high.

At this time, the first floor, entrance No. 7.

In the ancient and wide space, dozens of thick stone pillars stood on top, and on the broken floor hundreds of meters wide, there were more than a dozen figures standing sporadically.

The dozens of meters high entrance sparsely projects light, bringing some warmth to the dim tower.

However, this subtle warm light did not last long, because an indifferent voice sounded...

"What about him?"

A very plain sentence echoed in the silent space, but after a long time, there was no echo, only a sinking coldness, followed by an ever-depressing atmosphere, and the environment suddenly became dim.

Opposite me, Xiao Tie felt the indifferent murderous intent coming towards him, but he didn't take it seriously. He didn't know what the other party was asking?However, he moved his burly body and looked at the other party provocatively, thinking to himself: If he strikes first and they strike again, my eldest brother will not blame them!

However, his provocation didn't seem to elicit any reaction from the other party, which made him a little disappointed.

Datie on the side was a little defensive. He knew who the other person was asking. Thinking of the conversation between his elder brother and the ninja opposite him that day, his eyes could not help but condense slightly. The person who could arouse the interest of his elder brother was obviously extraordinary.

He looked at the other person and said nothing. Although the other person could attract his attention, he had no need to reply.

Feeling the coldness radiating around him, he was a little tempted, wanting to imitate his younger brother and provoke the other party, but in the end he suppressed it and followed Xiao Tie to look aside, ignoring the other party.

Opposite me, Gaara looked at the two brothers calmly, wondering what he was thinking?

The difference with him was Temari. Since that day, her heart had never been calm. She had been panicking and hesitating.

Because she didn't understand Gaara anymore, she couldn't see any emotion in those indifferent eyes. Unlike before, even if she lost control or something else, there were some emotional fluctuations, but now there is nothing. Gaara scared her more than ever.

"The little guy opposite, if you still want to continue with the next exam, can you please give me a break?"

The silent and heavy atmosphere was suddenly broken. The invigilator standing on the other side seemed to be unable to bear the atmosphere and interrupted threateningly.

Several of them were invigilators at Entrance No. 7. They were a little surprised that these guys could arrive so quickly, but they didn't think much about it.

But for these arrogant geniuses, as examiners, they want to suppress each other more, and most of them look down on them!They were really unhappy with this kind of arrogant genius who didn't have much experience.

"Yifeng, what do you want to do?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd, followed by an invigilator walking out.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just carrying out my mission."

Yifeng walked out and said casually, then walked towards the figure opposite.

"This guy's starting it again."

Many examiners behind them thought to themselves, but they didn't say much.Instead, he watched the show with great interest.

"Did you bring the scroll?"

Yifeng regained his momentum as the invigilator and spoke majestically to Gaara in front of him.

Temari on the side heard the sound and her body trembled. She seemed nervous about something?He quickly took out two scrolls from his body and handed them to the invigilator beside him.

"Yeah! Where's the other one?"

Looking at the favors handed over to him, Yifeng was secretly unhappy, but when he found that there were only two of them, his eyes brightened slightly and he looked at her and asked.

The silence continued without any echo. Temari did not move, looking at Gaara with a somewhat uneasy look, because another scroll was on him.

The uneasy look in his eyes was instantly noticed by Yifeng. The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up secretly, and he shifted his gaze back to the original target.

"Boy, where's the scroll?"

The majestic voice was slightly threatening, as if it wanted to stimulate someone's nerves.

However, it didn't seem to have any effect.

In Temari's surprised eyes, Gaara calmly took out a herringbone roll from his arms and handed it to the invigilator in front of him as usual.

Yifeng's lips curled up, as if he was dissatisfied with the other party's calmness, or was dissatisfied with something not happening. He didn't know that another figure next to him suddenly started to shake, and a pair of frightened eyes were staring at the scroll.

Temari felt the familiar breath, nervous and frightened, but she didn't know why, facing the current Gaara, the words she wanted to say were stuck in her mouth, and she didn't dare to say them out. She had emotions that she had never felt before, It was fear, fear, and she was no longer as confident as she had been before.

The two brothers opposite seemed to have discovered something, and they both looked over with interest.

"Is this going to start?"

After the voices in their hearts sounded...

Click~

In mid-air, the other hand instantly touched the scroll. No surprise, a gust of wind shook it...

I saw quicksand quickly flowing along the scroll through the cuffs, pouring into his body crazily, entangling him instantly.

The fine quicksand was flowing rapidly. He wanted to shout for help, but he couldn't make any sound because his mouth was sealed. He could only secretly imagine that his teammates discovered the situation here.

But his hopes did not materialize.

Feeling the sand that began to shrink on his body, his body struggled wildly, and his eyes burst out with streaks of blood.

But it was no use, the flowing sand locked him like steel bars, slowly shrinking under his despair and disbelief.

"How dare he?"

This was the last thought that came to his mind.

Behind him, his teammates looked at the two people who were motionless, thinking that Yifeng had started.

But as time went by, they began to feel something was wrong, because the opponent had taken back their hand, but their teammates just froze and didn't understand.

"Yifeng, what's wrong with you?"

A sudden question came out, but there was no response. They couldn't help but get excited, thinking about the most unexpected situation.

swoosh swish~

As they dodged past, before they had time to understand the situation, the frozen figure suddenly fell to the ground, and then exploded instantly, with various fuzzy substances splashing onto them.

Several pairs of eyes came back to their senses, looking at the indifferent figure opposite in horror and disbelief.

"How dare he?"

shhhhh~

bang bang bang

There was no accident, and they also followed. Without any warning, the quick quicksand began to flow up the river in the moment of their panic, followed by several black blood flowers that exploded instantly.

The dim space instantly darkened, scarlet liquid flowed on the ancient floor tiles, and the pungent smell of blood spread. Gaara calmly wiped the spatter on his face.

Thump~

Temari beside her suddenly sat softly on the ground, her body shaking uncontrollably. She watched in horror what was happening, and the cold breath gradually swallowed up her vision.

In the quiet darkness, several blood-red fingers suddenly came out and caressed her face...

"What's wrong, my sister, what are you afraid of?"

A calm voice rang in her ears, and the faint scarlet smell slowly brought her back to reality.

Temari listened to the unbelievable voice and looked at the unfamiliar smiling face. She began to feel confused. He was really not him anymore because she no longer recognized him. Apart from his appearance, she really couldn't find anything else. It’s the same figure from before.

She was so confused that she didn't realize that the blood-red hand left a few blood marks on her face before slowly leaving.

The smile in the darkness slowly retracted, as if he didn't want to say anything more?Everything is calm again.

The fine quicksand regrouped in the air, slowly wrapping the figure beneath him.

Like a wrapped item, in her disbelieving eyes, it wrapped her up and then sent her away into the distance.

Across from each other, the two brothers had already put away their lazy expressions and became a little serious at this time.

blah blah blah…

rustling…

A sound of pacing accompanied by the sound of quicksand resounded in the dim air. Gaara stood up and walked slowly towards the two brothers. The slow quicksand continued to flow out of the gourd behind him and flowed around.

In a moment, a sand circle of tens of meters surrounded them.

The two brothers in the circle paused for a moment. They seemed to have no intention of continuing to idle. They just listened...

Thump thump thump thump…

Sarah~

The low sound of drums and the sound of tearing clothes sounded in the darkness. The muscles on the two burly bodies exploded instantly, bursting the clothes on their bodies, and the exaggerated muscles continued to surge...

For a moment…

huh~~

Two lines of white air were exhaled from the ferocious mouth, and scarlet eyes lit up in the darkness...

bang bang bang...

Heavy sounds of violence sounded one after another, and holes were dug out on the worn floor tiles. Two wild and ferocious muscular beasts walked slowly.

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