Konoha's Trench Jie Ninja

"Well, although we lost a lot this time, we didn't suffer a loss either."

In the Iwa Ninja Village, the third Tsuchikage encouraged everyone while holding back the pain in their hearts.

Of course, this Kumo ninja raid was not that simple. In fact, the losses were so great that the third Tsuchikage wanted to vomit blood.

After all, if the war starts on your own land, you will suffer losses no matter how you fight. Regardless of how many people died on the Yun Ninja side, it is not certain who will suffer the losses.

However, in order not to affect the morale of others, the Third Tsuchikage decided to live with a smile.

Suddenly, while the Third Tsuchikage was constantly mobilizing something, a letter from the Konoha battlefield was handed into his hands.

"This is..."

In just an instant, the third Tsuchikage's face turned the color of pig liver.

"Who the hell did this?"

In that secret warehouse, Feng Ye casually snatched away things worth more than one billion yuan, not to mention setting a fire. The value of the things destroyed by the fire was definitely more than what Feng Ye robbed. So That's enough money to make the third Tsuchikage vomit blood.

"Facts have proven that the practicality and value of the rock golem are beyond words."

Just when the Third Tsuchikage vowed to find the guy named Whitebeard, several Iwa Ninjas in the Iwa Ninja Village were discussing something together.

With the end of the threat, the originally jittery Iwa Ninja Village naturally breathed a sigh of relief.

People became relatively relaxed and had time to discuss new things.

"Indeed, my brother was a participant in the previous defensive battle. He told me that using a large number of rock puppets, we can easily form a line of defense in an instant, which can maximize the defensive advantages of our rock ninjas."

"Yes, it's really strong. I heard that a powerful puppet master developed a tower-shaped puppet with amazing defense and lethality. He and his team can create a powerful beam anytime, anywhere. Defense, I heard, their slogan is that if people are there and towers are there, there will be towers wherever you go.”

There is no doubt that the rock puppet, which was already somewhat popular before the war, has easily become popular after proving its worth.

In the streets and alleys, one villager from Iwa Ninja Village was excitedly discussing their own black technology, and a large number of teenagers from Iwa Ninja School began to show up who wanted to learn this genre.

Of course, no matter what it is, there will always be naysayers.

Just on the side of the road, a middle-aged Iwa Ninja listened to the so-called puppet art and defensive art of the people around him, his face full of disdain.

"What do these people know? Let me tell you, Deidara, explosion is art."

"Explosion is art"

Looking at his uncle in front of him in confusion, Deidara, who was only two or three years old, had doubts in his eyes.

"Yes, maybe you can't understand, Deidara."

As he spoke, Deidara's uncle recalled the past events.

"I still remember, it was during a ninja battle. I met a Konoha ninja during a mission."

"That ninja seems to be called Shifengyuan or something. He has the same surname as the current Fourth Hokage. I don't know if he is a member of his clan. Anyway, something happened to this guy that made us unexpected.

Things that can’t be accomplished. "

“The unexpected”

Looking up in confusion, Deidara's face was full of curiosity.

"Well, the strength of that Konoha ninja is not very strong, he should only be at the level of a chuunin, but he suddenly took out hundreds of detonating charms..."

As he spoke, the middle-aged ninja couldn't help but show a look of fear on his face.

"In just an instant, two of my Jonin teammates died, and even I lost this arm."

"Can you imagine, Deidara, that strong explosion, that strong and dazzling white light, all erupting in just a moment, I can still remember the middle-aged ninja shouting... Art is explosion”

"Art is explosion..."

Silently muttering these words, little Deidara felt that one of his nerves was being beaten, as if it was very powerful...

"Well, art is explosion. Although I lost an arm in that explosion, I have to admit that the feeling of explosion is indeed like art. From then on, I have been loyal to An explosion of supporters.”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man encouraged Deidara.

"If you are also interested in this, you can..."

"Hmm, sounds interesting..."

He nodded seriously, but after just a moment, Deidara once again set his sights not far away.

"But I think that one is more interesting..."

Staring at the crude puppet that a young Iwa ninja was showing off in a showy manner not far away, Deidara's eyes were full of curiosity.

"Uh..."

Under the petrified gaze of the middle-aged ninja, Deidara walked over calmly and carefully touched the simple puppet.

"Little brother, do you also like puppetry?"

Looking at Deidara softly, the young man's eyes were full of smiles.

"Hmm... maybe"

Nodding slightly confused, as if he had made up his mind, Deidara nodded firmly.

"When I grow up, I want to be a real puppet master"

Holding his little fist high, Deidara looked very serious.

"Is that so...then you have to work harder."

The young man continued to encourage with a smile.

"Well, I will work hard. I will definitely create the largest puppet with the strongest defense."

"maximum..."

Shaking his head gently, the young man couldn't help but laugh slightly.

"The bigger the puppet, the better. Generally speaking, puppets don't need to be that big."

"But I like big ones. No matter what it is, I like the bigger the better..."

After a while, Deidara got up and went home. His uncle couldn't help but keep trying to persuade him.

"Listen to me, Deidara, explosion is art..."

"No, I feel like puppets are more fun..."