The last boss of the ninja world

Disassemble it one by one and distribute each part of the [Steam Cannon] to at least two ninjas to complete.

When the time comes, the best ones will be selected for assembly, and Musashi himself will place the drawn techniques inside the cannon.

By the time Musashi was busy, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

After patrolling twice and giving some pointers to a few people who were slightly lacking in skills, Musashi exhaled a breath and came outside the camp.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as they stepped out of the camp, they saw Uchiha Fugaku and Namikaze Minato competing in taijutsu with kunai.

Neither of them answered.

Minato stared at Fugaku's lower body, not daring to look directly into Fugaku's eyes. After a confrontation, he made a [sub] seal with his left hand, and stabbed the air in front of him with a kunai raised in his right hand.

Fugaku was shocked and jumped up on the spot.

At this moment, the kunai the two of them were using was the dome kunai used in training. It had almost no lethality, but if it was hit by the opponent, it would mean that they had lost the confrontation.

How could the head of the Uchiha family lose?

Although taijutsu is not the ninjutsu that Fugaku is best at, if Fugaku, who has the blood wheel eye, loses even the taijutsu, what face does the sharingan have to compete with the Byakugan for the first look in Konoha?

Never lose!

"Drink~"

The kunai came as promised and passed through the gap between Fugaku's thighs.

Damn it, I just missed it.

Minato reluctantly let go of the kunai, pinched a [zi] with his left hand again, and his body disappeared in an instant.

Fugaku anticipated Minato's prediction, clamped his legs, and caught Minato's kunai. At the same time, he threw the kunai in his hand towards the direction of a 45-degree angle to the right.

"Boom!"

As soon as the Flying Thunder God landed, before Minato could adjust his body posture, his shoulder was hit by a kunai thrown by Fugaku.

Logically speaking, the moment the kunai was released, Minato was defeated in this pure taijutsu competition. Now not only was the kunai released, but Fugaku also hit his shoulder, and he was convinced of his defeat.

"Brother Fugaku, I lost."

Minato was free and easy. He smiled and bent down to pick up the kunai that hit him. He touched the back of his head shyly, walked up to Fugaku, weighed it twice, and then threw it to Fugaku casually.

Fugaku took the kunai and looked at it with an indifferent attitude. There was even a hint of admiration in his eyes, as if he wanted to ask him for advice.

He finally couldn't stand it any longer.

Uchiha people are not born arrogant, but the supreme honor given to them by their ancestors makes them always proud of their blood chakra eyes.

They are not willing to fall behind others, and they are not willing to let anyone be more talented than them.

Once a genius appears who can threaten them, their strong desire to win will be activated.

Naruto and Sasuke, Obito and Kakashi, Madara and Hashirama, are all situations.

Before opening those eyes, the two geniuses of the Hyuga family, Hyuga Hizashi and Hyuga Hizashi, were considered lifelong enemies by Fugaku.

But after turning on the kaleidoscope, the talents of Hizashi and Hizashi were no longer enough for Fugaku to take seriously.

Just at this time, Namikaze Minato appeared. With his unparalleled achievements, he stood out among many civilian ninjas. Later, he became a disciple of Jiraiya and became the disciple of the third generation Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"Training for confrontation puts more constraints on you than on me. If you let go, I may not be your opponent."

Fugaku took back the kunai and said solemnly to Minato.

His mood at the moment was probably the same as Vegeta's. He obviously wanted to decide the winner, but Minato was just like Kakarot, simply enjoying the joy of fighting.

"I said, if you stay up most of the night, don't keep up your spirits, and are fooling around here, if we launch a general attack tomorrow, don't let your spirits drop."

Musashi roughly guessed the whole story, and walked between the two of them pretending to be relaxed, raised his arms, and put his arm around their shoulders.

Minato is currently about 1.7 meters tall, Musashi is about 1.7 meters tall, and Fugaku is about 1.7 meters tall. All three are young and are the three most talented people in Konoha after the Sannin.

In Fugaku's eyes, Musashi is a research-and-development ninja, just like Madara Uchiha views the Second Hokage Senju Tobirama. In the eyes of ordinary ninjas, Senju Tobirama is elusive, but in Madara's eyes, Senju Tobirama She was not qualified to compete with him in terms of strength, so naturally she never regarded Tobirama as a competitor.

In Namikaze Minato's eyes, Musashi is a senior who is both a teacher and a friend. Although he is not outstanding in terms of strength, he can give him unexpected surprises in many places, so he respects his elder brother Musashi very much.

Musashi acted as a mediator between the two of them, and naturally put his arms around their shoulders and walked into the command tent nearby.

"untie!"

Taking out the storage scroll, Musashi took out a glass bottle filled with red liquid, then turned to Fugaku and Minato, who were kneeling at both ends of the long table, and said, "Since you two can't sleep, why don't you join us for a drink?"

"Brother Musashi, isn't this bad..."

Hearing that the liquid in the bottle was wine, Minato glanced at Fugaku who was across the table and said a little shyly.

Japanese anime follows Japanese laws, so characters in anime who are under 20 years old cannot drink alcohol.

"If I remember correctly, you are over 16, right?"

Musashi found three cups on his own, filled them up, sent them to Fugaku and Minato respectively, then picked up one cup and took a sip and asked.

"Well, I just celebrated my 16th birthday a few days ago..." Minato nodded.

Now that he is sixteen, he is considered a man in China!

I don't follow any Japanese culture.

Musashi held up the wine glass and invited: "Try the fruit wine, it's not intoxicating."

After saying that, he gave Fugaku a look. Fugaku understood, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Musashi, then took a sip and sighed: "Good wine!"

If it was high-strength liquor, it would definitely not suit Fugaku's taste, but what Musashi brought out was mulberry wine.

When Musashi was shopping for clothes, he heard about the silkworm farmer from a tailor and bought the mulberry fruits from the silkworm farmer.

Before Musashi traveled through time, his hometown on Blue Star was known as the Home of Silk. Musashi was relatively stupid, and the only skill he knew was brewing mulberry wine.

Savoring the taste of his hometown, at that moment, Musashi really wanted to go back, to Blue Star, to his hometown, and to his relatives.

"Brother Musashi, where are you?"

Minato still didn't take the cup, but used Musashi's sad energy to change the topic.

Time travel is an eternal secret. It was naturally impossible for Musashi to say it, so he could only say with emotion: "I don't know how many people will die from my invention tomorrow..."

"They are the enemy!"

Fugaku put down his cup, stared at Musashi, and criticized harshly: "Be kind to our companions and the people of our country, not to our enemies."

Musashi nodded, I understand the reason.

I just said casually, isn't this to lighten the atmosphere? Why are you so serious?

"Jiraiya-sensei once said the same thing."

Minato's reaction was not like Fugaku's, but when Musashi sighed, he saw the shadow of Jiraiya's teacher in Musashi.

Jiraiya, forget it...

The disciple of the Sandaime Hokage, his Taoist heart is stronger than anyone else. If it is an enemy, if someone dares to threaten Konoha, Jiraiya is not a good man, he will definitely be the first to kill the opponent!

Musashi shook his head and did not express his true thoughts. Instead, he patted Minato on the shoulder and said: "Pity and sympathy are essential emotions for us as human beings, but the truth is only within the range of a cannon! Only the strong, the victors, are qualified to sympathize and pity their enemies.”

Minato wanted to retort something, but Musashi continued: "It is not that we can become strong by abandoning our sympathy and compassion, but only after we become strong can we be qualified to have sympathy and compassion."

Musashi said this to Minato, but actually he said it to Fugaku.

The battlefield is always ruthless. If the city is breached tomorrow, who knows what kind of hell Yishui Village will face.

As the supreme commander of this place, after the city was broken, the lives of the villagers in Overflow Village were all controlled by Uchiha Fugaku.

If he is cruel, his blood will flow thousands of miles.

If he is kind-hearted, the villagers of Yishui Village may still have a chance of survival.

Once the [Steam Cannon] is assembled, the destruction of the city is an inevitable result.

Musashi didn't want his invention to be stained with innocent blood as soon as it came out.

"Only after we become strong can we have sympathy and mercy..."

Fugaku savored Musashi's words over and over again.

After all, he was an adult over [-] years old. Minato had not yet understood the underlying meaning of Musashi's words, but Fugaku slowly tasted Musashi's subtext.

It doesn't matter whether a strong person is strong or not. Whether he is strong or not depends on his fists. If you want me to let the civilians in Yishui Village go, just say so!

"Good wine."

After tasting the unspoken words, Fugaku grabbed the wine bottle and filled himself a glass, drinking it all in one gulp.

With just the word 'good wine', Musashi understood what Fugaku meant.

Even if this wine was Musashi's intercession gift for the villagers of Yishui Village, Fugaku drank it and praised it, which meant that he agreed to Musashi's request.

"Is it really delicious?"

Minato licked his lips. He simply didn't understand Musashi and Fugaku's code words at all. He tentatively picked up the wine glass, put it to his lips and took a sip.

Sweet and a little sour.

Although I have never drank sake, it is completely different from the wine described by others.

It's like the sour plum juice in a barbecue restaurant, it's just a drink.

Thinking about it, Minato drank it all in one gulp, imitating Fugaku with satisfaction, and praised generously: "Good wine!"

Five miles away, the civilians of Yishui Village behind an earthen wall did not know at this moment that their lives were saved by Musashi in this seemingly simple drinking game.

As for the mist ninjas on and behind the earthen wall, Musashi had nothing to do.

After all, he is just an ordinary person who has not lost his kindness, not a saint who cares about all people in the world.