Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

"What exactly did you do to this shuriken?"

Madara couldn't help it anymore and said: "When I go back to the tribe, I will find the best blacksmith to glue it together. It is just a souvenir and will not really appear on the battlefield, so even if it is cracked, But it won’t affect anything.”

Tobirama over there was not to be outdone, "Kamui, Senju has the best blade master in the entire ninja world. If you let me take it back, I will definitely give you a intact shuriken."

As he spoke, he slowly turned his face, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and there was some caution in his eyes that even he himself was not aware of.

"Shenwei, do you think it's okay?"

Kamui looked at the two people in confusion. He found that the two guys seemed to have made a mistake. That is, it was not that he wanted the shuriken. The point was the competition. It was to let them develop some friendship during the competition. Don't Every time we meet, we are tit-for-tat, not just for prizes.

It is said that when masters compete with each other, they can peek into each other's mind every time they move. Why doesn't this statement work for these two?

Moreover, whoever wins gets this thing, and he has no competition, so why should it be given to him?

"It's none of my business. I'm not getting involved in your competition. I don't want it."

Madara also turned his head and looked at Kamui in confusion, "Don't you want this?"

Obviously, this is not the case.

After learning the truth, the two of them looked at the shuriken in their hands that was broken in half, and then looked at each other's face. The expression was as uncomfortable as eating a dead fly.

Kamui doesn't want it, so why are they trying so hard to snatch a shuriken of very, very average value?

Seeing them like this, Kamui's teasing mood came back. He closed the two people's hands and asked them to hold the half of the shuriken remains in their hands.

He smiled and said: "This can be considered your trophy. Just keep it as a souvenir. It's half a souvenir for each person. Only when you two encounter a place can this shuriken be restored to its original appearance."

This was strange no matter how you heard it. At the same time, the two shurikens were thrown on the long table in front of the red bean soup stall.

It's like a hot potato, and even one extra minute makes them feel uncomfortable.

"Whoever wants the same thing as the evil Uchiha, I don't want it!"

"Hmph~" Madara snorted coldly, with a sneer on his lips, "What a coincidence, I don't want to have the same thing as the hateful Senju Baimao."

Tobirama also sneered, "It's wrong to say that. We are all human beings, and we have a lot of the same things. We also have hair, noses and eyes, and we are all men... uh..."

Pursing his lips, Tobirama blushed, but he didn't want to show his timidity in front of Kamui, so he stiffened his neck and continued: "You have everything I have, so do you want to get rid of these?"

What is the logic?

If all these were removed, would Madara still exist?

Madara crossed his arms over his chest, the veins on his forehead bulging out.

Shenwei sat between the two of them awkwardly, worried that he didn't say the right thing, and these two guys overturned the red bean soup owner's stall.

At this moment, he seemed to understand why the two of them were sitting so far apart.

The empty seat in the middle is a fire pit!

"If you want to have nothing in common with the other person, there is a faster way." Madara opened his eyes and squinted at Tobirama on the far right. He grinned, with a trace of undisguised teasing in his eyes. Severely, "As long as you kill the other party, you will naturally become the only one."

There is something in Madara's words, a pun, and there is no way Tobirama can't understand it.

His eyes turned cold for a moment, and even his hands on the simple long table were clenched again.

"Do you want to continue fighting? This time, we can change to a place where no one is around."

Everyone here knows what Tobirama means by fighting in a place where no one is around, and what the scale of this fight will be.

Madara wasn't afraid, he even started to get excited at the mention of fighting.

The competition just now has been restrained and not fun at all. If he lets go, he will definitely beat Qianju Tobirama to the ground, and his big brother will not be able to save him.

"Okay, whoever is afraid of whom? Go and fight!"

Shenwei looked at this and that for a while, feeling that the noise was giving him a headache.

These two people usually look very stable, why do they have such a childish side?

"Great, great, let's fight. When you both die together, I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish."

spot:"……"

Tobori: "..."

They finally remembered that there was another Kamui here.

Kamui looked at the two people who sat down again in his spare time. He took a sip of the hot red bean soup. The sweet aroma of the red beans melted in his mouth, and the rustling texture was very present.

Kamui didn't like the taste of red beans that much, but after drinking it, his body finally felt a little better.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and his body became warmer. Like a snake emerging from its hole to bask in the sun and look for food after the flowers bloom in spring, he felt that he was really alive.

At this time, Kamui looked down on these two childish ghosts. He was just curious about who won in the end.

"Is it you, or is it you?"

Speaking of this, Madara was obviously a little more excited. He coughed dryly and tried to look more graceful.

"Sorry, of course it's me."

Hearing these words, Tobirama wanted to punch him again, and he gritted his teeth, "It was obviously a tie, how come you won?"

Madara was unmoved by his accusation, and even retorted, "Who used the Flying Thunder God to snatch away the shuriken that the boss put on the ground? You were clearly kicked away by me at that time. In terms of evil, Tobirama you But you have no right to criticize others!”

"Haha, what's the big deal about kicking me? Didn't I kick you on the butt? Who said that if you kick me out, you lose? Whoever gets it first wins, right? In this way, I won That’s right, calling it a draw is just to give you face!”

Kamui couldn't figure it out. Since Tobirama got it, why did it crack later?

Immediately afterwards, Tobirama answered Kamui's doubts and said: "Madara is so despicable. He grabbed it when he was a step too late. In the end, he did not hesitate to use wind attribute chakra to cut it!"

Madara's face was a little confused, but fortunately his forehead hair was long enough to perfectly cover half of his face, preventing Kamui from seeing his embarrassment.

It was Tobirama's hand that he wanted to cut at that time. He wanted the guy to feel the pain and then let go. Who would have thought that the guy gritted his teeth and refused to let go. Even though the back of his hand was scratched and bleeding by the wind blade, he didn't let go. one time.

Tobirama didn't let go, but the shuriken couldn't withstand Madara's wind blade, and unexpectedly broke into two halves.

No one would believe it, but the leader of the Uchiha clan and the second-in-command of the Senju clan fought on the main island of the Uzumaki clan over a low-quality shuriken that could almost break at the touch of a touch.

When Shenwei looked at these two people now, he felt that they were two mentally retarded people.

Zombies don't care about eating their brains when they pass by.

At this moment, the boss who was walking home was very confused.

His prize shuriken was really not a family heirloom, and had no added value. It was something he exchanged with others for the fish he caught at the market at the Fire Country's harbor.

Although he had not looked at it carefully, he knew that the thing was not sharpened, had a lot of impurities, and the workmanship was quite average. It was just used to coax children. How could two adults fight over it? It was so incomprehensible. Woolen cloth?

Seeing that the other party had been fighting for so long and still had no intention of stopping, he immediately became scared.

Senju and Uchiha have always been rivals, and they are afraid that one of them will not pay attention and seriously injure the other, or directly kill the other.

If so, wouldn't he be the culprit behind the hatred between Senju and Uchiha?

So, he put the kunai on the ground and lied that there was something going on at home, and then ran away. He didn't know what happened to the two people now.

He shouldn't be injured, right? He shouldn't be dead, right?

The boss shook his head and didn't want to worry about this matter anymore. As long as he left, it didn't matter whether he was injured or died later.

Yes, it's okay!

but--

He really wanted to know who won in the end.

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