Ichiyoru Ikuhara died, and the cloud ninja was beheaded.
Laitaro's eyes widened, and he lost his mind for a moment. This kind of competition was originally a life and death battle, but he was used to seeing the cloud ninjas slaughter the wandering ninjas like cutting melons and vegetables. He didn't expect a cloud ninja to be beheaded.
This kind of bloody scene scared him so much that he sat in his seat for a long time without making a sound.
The rest of the cloud ninjas were gloomy, Ichiyoru Ikuhara actually died in this kind of place. No one has ever died in this kind of game, and Ichiyoru Ikuhara was the first to die.
The earthen platform was cleaned up and repaired using the Earth Escape Technique. Then, the next battle continued. This time, it was the Country of Earth against the Country of Water. The enmity between the two sides was not shallow. However, they were separated by vast distances and rarely met on the battlefield. Thus, they could only vent their anger here.
"Water Release: Mist Concealment Technique."
When the Tokubetsu Jonin from the Mist Village used this move, the stands were immediately filled with boos, and the sound of cursing and swearing could be heard incessantly. Even Youi and Youer were cursing and swearing.
The mist ninjas were the most unpopular because they all like to use this kind of Mist Concealment Technique to reduce the viewing value of the battle to the lowest level. Nothing could be seen in the mist, so there was no fun to watch.
The wind blew, and the old trees on the cliff rustled, and a few leaves fell. The bells on the mountain road were crisp and pleasant, and the roar of the distant waterfall harmonized with each other.
Two people wearing black windbreakers with red clouds were strolling leisurely on the mountain path. Their speed made one feel as if they were taking a stroll after a full meal. It was indescribably comfortable and carefree.
"Orochi Maru, that bastard, directly sold this little devil, Tsuka Aoyama, I really want to see him as soon as possible. He can kill Sasori, so he's not ordinary." Kisame grinned, and his shark face couldn't show a normal smile.
Itachi remained silent and expressionless, letting the Ghost Mermaid and Ghost Mermaid do whatever they wanted, but didn't do anything.
"This kid is really something. He's actually Danzō's disciple, and he's been working under Orochi Maru for two years. Now that he's back in Kiba, he's come up with something called Root. Hey, Itachi, what do you think Root is?"
Ghost Mermaid tried to find something to talk to Itachi, trying his best to make Itachi talk.
"This time, Boss asked the two of us to come over and get rid of this little fellow. This little fellow can be considered to be unlucky …"
"Ghost Mermaid, don't be careless. Scorpion is not weak. If he can kill Scorpion, he can also kill you. Finally, Itachi started talking. But once he opened his mouth, he directly insulted Ghost Mermaid.
Ghost Merman helplessly showed the whites of his eyes and sighed, "I see. But with your Sharingan, he can't do anything."
Itachi didn't say anything. He stopped and stood on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the small plain in front of him. He could vaguely see the shadows of people moving.
"We are here, should we make a move now?" Ghost Mermaid looked at Itachi and asked for his opinion.
Itachi squinted his eyes and tried hard to look at the shadows on the plain. "Let's make a move. Remember to clear the place first and get all the irrelevant people out of here. We only have one target, Tsuka Aoyama."
"Got it."
Two dark silhouettes swooshed down from the cliff, running along the cliff at an amazingly high speed. Hurried bell clangs echoed in the mountain, and the broadsword on the Ghost Shark's back began to move, as if it had sensed the scent of delicious food.
In the venue, the battle was still going on fiercely. Other than the first match of Aoyama, the following matches were more normal matches. In the second match, Mist Ninja defeated Rock Ninja, and after that, another match. Now, it was a noble youth from Wind Country and a noble youth from Earth Country who were cursing each other. It could be heard that these two families had a very long history of gratitude and hatred.
"This is a little boring." Youji frowned. Compared to the match of Aoyama, there was nothing interesting to watch. If he really wanted to talk, it would be more interesting to listen to the cursing between two noble youths.
Youji fiddled with the fruit plate on the table with a lack of interest. It was indeed boring, and he was so bored that he even started to yawn.
Aoyama looked at these two clowns funnily. These two brothers are really not willing to be obedient for even a moment, only when there is some trouble will they be happy. I really don't know how Utsunomiya Fujino is able to control his two precious sons.
However, at this moment, a burst of cursing and shouting could be heard from afar, and …
"What is this sound?" Youji jumped up and looked around energetically, trying to find the source of the sound.
"It seems to be the sound of waves … but this is not the seaside …" Youji listened for a while and said with a confused expression while looking at his older brother and Aoyama.
Aoyama frowned and snapped his fingers. 12 black figures landed beside Youji and Youji, and at the same time, the other powerful jonins also did the same, all of them protecting their employers. Yuan Fei and Shiroki protected Huo Daimyo's grandson behind his back with a cautious expression.
"Did something happen? Big brother Aoyama? "Youji asked.
… …
Yue Hua was speechless when he saw the little brat's excited expression and his sparkling eyes. This little brat's heart was really strong. He wasn't worried about his own safety at all and was still in the mood to care about what happened.
"There is an attack, you guys don't move, I will protect you guys." Aoyama consoled, and the group of people slowly moved to the highest point of the viewing platform, and finally, they saw what was going on.
The wave of silver snow fiercely smashed onto an earthen wall, causing the earthen wall to collapse. Even the 5-6 jonins behind the earthen wall were smashed into meat paste by the huge wave.
"Stop him, he is only one person, all of you attack him!" The leader of the jonins was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. So many of his men were defending, and in the end, their line of defense was destroyed by a single enemy, and the enemy attacked all the way to the center of the venue.
If all of these young masters and young ladies were to die here today, they, the jonins, would not be able to continue living anymore, and the good days of Waterfall Country being neutral would definitely come to an end. Waterfall Country and Waterfall Village would most likely become a part of history.
Thinking to here, the leader of the jonins became even more anxious, and his eyes became red like an evil spirit. He commanded his men to attack, and according to their usual practice, they madly released all kinds of ninjutsu, trying to blast the enemy into pieces.
"Is this all you guys can do? Waterfall Ninjas are really weak. " A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the shark's face, and stepping on the huge wave under his feet, he rushed up, and the big sword in his hand opened its bloody mouth, swallowing the incoming water bullets in one gulp.
"That is … that is the Mist Ninja, Kisame Kisame, one of the original Seven Legendary Swordsmen of the Mist." A jonin's voice changed.
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