Naruto, uncle, I am going to be Hokage!

Under the guidance of Namikaze Mirai, Konoha began pre-war mobilization work.

A large number of Konoha's combat forces gathered under his command and gathered in front of Konoha Village, waiting for the moment to set off.

Just when Namikaze Mirai was about to give the order.

A figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of Konoha Village, using his body to block the starting ninja troops.

The ninjas who were preparing to move forward looked surprised after seeing each other clearly.

"Sandaime? Why is he here?"

"It's still the same expression."

Sarutobi Hiruzen's face was livid, and his eyes stopped on Namikaze Mirai.

Namikaze Mirai's expression did not change, as if he had already guessed his arrival.

"The Godaime, please tell me, where are you going?"

Taking a breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, Sarutobi Hiruzen asked in a voice that was almost gritting his teeth.

He did not call Namikaze Mirai by his first name, but used the title of Godaime.

To remind Namikaze of his future identity.

"Sandaime, I think you should know very well!"

Namikaze Mirai looked at him with interest.

"I understand." Sarutobi Hiruzen took a breath.

His eyes gradually became cold: "It is precisely because I know it well that I will never tolerate you leading Konoha to a path of eternal disaster, killing daimyo, and subverting the one-country-one-village system. Do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Times have changed, Sandaime."

Namikaze Mirai replied in a rather calm tone.

"A stubborn person cannot adapt to the changes of the times and can only become a victim of the times. Even if I don't create a new system, another person will create a new system one day in the future."

"If that's the case! Then why can't this founder be me?"

Listening to his words, Sarutobi Hiruzen fell silent.

It's not that he agrees with Mirai Namikaze, but he already knows that he can't use words to make Mirai Namikaze give up.

What he represents is not just him.

But all the older generation ninja forces in Konoha.

They experienced too much turmoil when they were young. At the end of their lives, all they pursue is stability.

Namikaze Mirai's subversive behavior is destroying this stability.

Sarutobi Hiruzen knew that he had to take some actions to inspire the power of these older generations.

He took a deep breath.

His eyes became firmer.

"That's it for now. I cannot agree with your ideas. As the third generation, I will never allow you to bring the village into a state of eternal destruction!"

Biting his finger, he slapped it on the ground.

The white mist dissipated, and the body of the ape demon emerged.

When he saw the formation on the opposite side, he was stunned and stunned.

"Hey! Sarutobi, what are you doing?"

"Aren't these people all ninjas from Konoha? Why do they look so tense!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked bitter.

"To be precise, it should be a battle of ideas!"

idea?

The monkey demon's expression was stiff.

"I really don't understand what kind of ideological struggle you Konoha ninjas have, pitting you, the old Hokage, against the ninjas in the village."

"Stop talking so much." Hiruzen Sarutobi said solemnly, "Let's transform first!"

"good!"

boom!

The ape demon, which was still in the form of an ape a second ago, transformed into a thick golden hoop in the white mist.

Holding the thick golden hoop in his hand, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt a little confident in his heart.

Looking towards the future of Namikaze.

Fiery eyes!

"Come on! Godaime, if you really insist on killing the daimyo, just step over my body!"

The blood in the body that had gradually cooled due to age began to boil with the words just now, as if he had returned to his youth!

Yes!

This is the destiny of Naruto!

Use your last sincerity and passion to turn it into the strength of this battle!

Whoosh!

Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes flashed, and Namikaze Mirai appeared in front of him instantly, with his right palm reaching towards him.

"So fast!"

The enthusiasm that had only risen a second ago was gone, leaving only deep fear and panic.

Use all your strength to raise the golden cudgel in your hand to block.

Clang!

Namikaze Mirai's palm struck the body of the golden cudgel.

"It hurts! It hurts like hell! Sarutobi, what are you doing?!"

The ape demon that turned into a golden hoop screamed in pain and was almost about to be broken.

However, Sarutobi Hiruzen had no energy to reply to him. At this moment, his face was horrified, his body flew backwards in the violent impact, and his forearm made a creaking sound as if it was almost broken.

Namikaze Mirai remained expressionless and continued to rush forward.

Sarutobi Hiruzen was shocked.

"Wait! I was wrong! I was just joking...ah!"

The huge force coming from his throat gave him no time to finish his words.

His whole face turned red like a tomato, and Namikaze Mirai picked up his throat and lifted him off the ground like a chicken, with his feet dangling in the air.

Total defeat!

It can't even be called a complete battle.

The entire battle took less than a few seconds.

Many of the Konoha ninjas behind Namikaze Mirai almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

Those with better psychological qualities also showed contempt.

No matter how harshly you screamed before the war, you would be severely beaten during the war.

This retired third-generation Hokage used his strength to explain what it means to live without action.

Many older generation ninjas in the village who were paying attention to this scene turned their heads in shame and couldn't bear to watch.

I originally expected Sarutobi Hiruzen to be able to shoulder the majesty of their older generation of ninjas.

Reprimand these young people who are messing around.

Now it seems that times have really changed.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, who is known as the strongest Hokage, did not even last a round before Namikaze Mirai easily grabbed his throat and lifted him up like a chicken.

"A joke! What a joke!"

A certain old-generation ninja with graying temples closed the window angrily. If he continued to look at it, his short lifespan might be wiped out.

No matter what, these young people can do as much as they like!

Sarutobi Hiruzen, whose throat was being strangled by Namikaze Mirai, seemed to be able to hear howling from his neck under the action of those five fingers that were like steel bars.

With just the slightest force, his neck would snap like a rotten branch.

When the monkey demon saw this scene, his heart tightened and he prepared to rescue.

Suddenly a big hand reached down, grabbed him who had turned into a golden cudgel, and squeezed him hard.

boom!

"hateful!"

In the severe pain, the ape demon couldn't bear it, and was crushed violently. The necromancy was lifted and it disappeared into white smoke.

Sarutobi, I can't save you, just make it your own fault!

Really, why bother with this guy!

Sarutobi, are you an old fool?

The voice of the monkey demon before he released his channeling reached Sarutobi Hiruzen's ears, causing his eyes to flash with unspeakable bitterness and regret for a moment.

Ruined!

Is it possible that he is going to die here?

Such a humiliating way to die.

The Hokage, separated by two generations, broke his neck in front of countless ninjas in the village.

This way of death is unique among all Hokage!