Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

Uzumaki Naruto still didn't know how delicious the noodles Nagato made that day were.

But at least one thing is that when Nagato used the Outer Path Statue to become like this, none of the three of them were sad.

If Sasuke became what Nagato is now, Naruto would probably choose to keep silent.

He was emaciated and had completely lost the ability to move.

As if it were a joke, it became a pendant of the monster.

Naruto had doubts and suspicions, but he didn't know where to begin.

Could he have any doubt about that?

"Why don't you feel sorry for what Nagato has become like this."

“Instead, I just miss the last noodles he made.”

Naruto couldn't ask, so he was Uzumaki Naruto.

Konan smiled at the yellow-haired boy, and she turned back to look at Nagato:

“This is a choice we made together.”

"That was also Nagato's choice."

Nagato's voice was hoarse, but full of nostalgia:

"It's actually not as bad as you think."

He also had two companions - they were always together.

“We are never alone.”

Nagato also wanted that person to know this.

The relationships and bonds between people are magical and mysterious. The content of the words was said by a guy who didn't even fully understand it.

"He told us that even if we were separated, we would always be companions."

"But it's clear that he doesn't think that way at all."

"Now it seems that he just found a useful phrase from somewhere to fool us."

But what if it's just an excuse?

Nagato doesn't think he minds - there's always a fine line between practice and theory, and it's hard to cross it without sufficient experience.

Nora is always forced and actively accepting separation, and he has no chance to cross this line.

"That guy Neji... said something like that..."

Uzumaki Naruto's focus diverged slightly from Nagato's.

What happened that day no longer seemed to matter.

He was just a guy who loved to show off and wanted to take on everything by himself, but was robbed by three young boys.

The three of them were willing to become like this, and there was nothing wrong with this way of getting along.

Think about it from another angle, maybe it’s like this, so that you won’t have any regrets.

"That day, he was the one who saved Konan and Yahiko from the brink of life and death."

"He was the one who didn't even consider staying alive."

Yahiko suddenly smiled and looked like a teenage boy.

"Who does he think he is... He is determined to die... We don't need his determination."

Yahiko had heard some rumors from Sensei Jiraiya.

For example, Nora is actually immortal - he can travel through time.

But Yahiko felt that Jiraiya's view was one-sided.

Nora doesn't look much different from ordinary humans.

Especially the look he gave to Salamander Hanzo after he put himself down.

It wasn't an empty feeling, but another kind of feeling that Yahiko was even more unwilling to see.

He seemed to be watching the person who was killing him, rehearsing in his mind how he would be killed by the other person.

Beheading? Poison gas? Exploding Talisman? Or other ninjutsu that Hanzo is good at.

It is about facing death with equanimity - it contains the struggle against death, fear, and helplessness.

There is also the expectation of finding a breakthrough through countless mental rehearsals.

Yahiko didn't care if Nora would actually die.

He just felt that Ye Liang looked so frail at that moment.

He was wearing white clothes, and the patterns on the cuffs rolled like waves. It seemed that if the wind blew a little stronger, it would blow Yeliang to the ends of the earth.

不 ...

The more I looked at him, the more I felt that he had no substance.

It was a cloud of smoke, a color that had accumulated with great difficulty. If the wind continued to blow like this, it would soon dissipate.

Salamander Hanzo attacked the four people with his signature moves, with the detonating tags spreading upwards along Nora's legs, trying to swallow him whole.

"I don't know who you are..."

Salamander Hanzo spoke through the mask.

"But you'd better not meddle in other people's business!"

He had been coveting the Byakugan of Konoha for a long time, but he had never found the main Hyuga family.

They were too timid and only knew how to squat behind the branch family, giving orders to this and that in a domineering manner.

Now that I have the ready-made contempt offered to me, I would rather not refuse it.

The Byakugan kid should be stronger than the three little brats next to him - at least in Hanzo's memory, it seems that except Senju Tobirama, there is no other ninja who can use Flying Thunder God.

Is he related to Tobirama Senju?

Salamander Hanzo turned to his side with suspicion. The ninjas of Konoha were wearing masks, but their master was nowhere to be seen.

Hanzo is not as promising as this white-eyed kid! Guang is just a black-hearted guy who knows how to play with people's hearts!

Hanzo has never been able to stand this kind of people.

He has absolute confidence in his own strength, and in Hanzo's eyes, escaping is a choice only the weak would make.

In the world of Hanzo Salamander, there is only victory and strategic retreat

As for the latter's judgment, naturally all rights of interpretation belong to Hanzo.

He watched with satisfaction as the ninjutsu he was so proud of engulfed the boy, leaving only his head exposed.

If Bai Yan was hurt, then he would lose more than he gained.

"How is it? Even Flying Thunder God can't escape..."

"Today is the day you die!"

Hanzo's chakra burst out, and the detonating tag was about to explode.

But before Hanzo released his chakra, those red talisman papers fell from Neji's body like birds that had lost their strength.

They piled up around the boy's ankles, and no matter how Hanzo activated them, the detonating tags did not react at all.

"how so?!"

Hanzo's surprise was short-lived, as he quickly found the answer.

"Spray chakra from your entire body to isolate the detonating talisman and destroy its circuit?"

“It’s quite interesting.”

Yahiko knew from the very beginning that Nora was not an ordinary person.

He was very strong, but to what extent, Yahiko didn't know.

But now, he might have some sense.

Such a special fighting technique that could confuse Hanzo of the Salamander.

He had clearly seen death in his eyes, but the current situation was completely heading in Nora's direction.

Nora is already strong enough that he can see what will happen one step or even a hundred steps later.

Yahiko's thoughts were wandering away from home, and the ninja that was rushing towards him was too much for him to be distracted.

His moves were becoming weaker, but he couldn't take his attention away from Nora.

It seemed like when they were kids, Nora was leading them on the road to the war zone.

Without them noticing anything, they were thrown away by Nora.

It was Nora who drove away the enemy and brought safety back.

They were like three cubs just hatched from eggs, relying on Nora.

Is it the same situation now?

The kunai in Yahiko's hand was knocked away by the Anbu, but Nagato counterattacked and knocked the Anbu aside.

The moment their eyes met, Yahiko got the answer he wanted.

Have they done nothing in these three years?

Are they still the same powerless children as before?

When Yahiko turned around again, he saw the fierce battle between Nora and Salamander Hanzo.

White metallic cold light danced in the air, and light blue chakra came from Nora.

They added a dreamlike illusion to the battle between the two - in comparison, Yahiko, Nagato and Konan's fight seemed as childish as children playing house.

Victory or defeat is decided in a matter of seconds.

The soft fist that can damage your internal organs just by being touched...

This was not the first time Hanzo had seen a Salamander, but this was the first time he had seen one to this extent.

"The soft fist... is nothing more than a bunch of flashy tricks."

"That's what I thought before I met you."

What is the meaning of those punches? Why are they performed in this way?

The young Hyuga clan members were just copying the others. Only the old men hiding in the back had something in their hands.

"At your age, with such strength... they really dare to let you out."

Spin, step...

He didn't just copy the book mechanically. The young man with the white eyes in front of him had his own thoughts on every step.

Unlike those young masters and young ladies who ran out of the classroom to experience life.

It looked more like he was crawling out step by step from a pile of dead bodies.

I have seen masters, and I have also seen the human wave tactics that win by numbers.

Just in the gap between words, Neji's soft fist pounced on Salamander Hanzo again.

"But the soft fist has a fatal flaw..."

Hanzo, wearing a breathing mask, did not choose to use poison mist - it was useless.

To the Hyuga ninja in front of him, the poisonous fog was meaningless.

He had seen too many Hyuga ninjas who used chakra to activate meridians and speed up metabolism to avoid being paralyzed by toxins.

Besides, there is a better way now.

"The art of water teleportation!"

Hanzo formed a seal with one hand, and before Neji's new round of Baguazhang arrived, he turned into a pool of water and mixed into the potholes left by the rain.

It's a pity to kill such a good talent.

But he, Hanzo of the Salamander, has never been a person who values ​​talents.

"Fire Style: Exploding Flame Formation!"

Even if it can be prevented once, what about the second time?

Seeing the White-eyed boy fall into the trap as he had expected, Hanzo Salamander launched his ninjutsu at the fastest speed without hesitation.

Too late, anyway!

But the blue chakra was one step ahead of Hanzo's ninjutsu, and the boy began to spin. He didn't know how to adapt the ninjutsu and could only follow the spherical chakra all the way up until it was completely wrapped.

Salamander Hanzo bit off his fingertips. He didn't want to do this at first.

Those fierce and fierce eyes stared motionlessly in the direction of Neji.

The detonating talisman exploded instantly, and smoke surrounded the entire space.

Even Jiraiya would find it difficult to completely defend against the ultimate fire-style ninjutsu.

The gunpowder mixed with soil floated in the air with a pungent smell, and was then destroyed back to its original state by the raindrops falling from the sky.

"how's it going...?"

"elder brother..."

The three were forced to move closer to the center by the smoke.

When they were back to back, it was facing Neji's back.

With the four pairs of eyes of Hanzo Salamander meeting together, everything is developing in an ominous direction.

"Even if the king of heaven comes, he can't save you now."

The explosive fire array just now was not the first one.

Both speed and power are the maximum that Hanzo of the Salamander can use now.

Even if he doesn't die, he will be a cripple.

"It's a pity to waste such a beautiful pair of eyes."

"Next, it's your turn."