After a while, Uchiha's people also arrived.
The leader was the clan leader Fugaku. He glanced at the corpses of root ninjas on the ground, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
The tribesmen behind him were not so reserved, and they all laughed happily.
"Oh, so many people died!"
"Hahaha, the roots will also stumble one day."
"Why don't you send a signal flare? This place is so close to our tribe. Send a signal and we might come out to help you."
"Yes, Elder Danzo, if something like this happens in the future, please inform us immediately."
Danzo turned his back and left without saying a word, but his face became even more ugly.
The root ninjas he brought with him left some of them to collect the corpses.
Uchiha's people did not interfere, watching the roots clean the battlefield coldly, and jeered in a low voice from time to time.
They wish all the people at their base were dead.
Just, after laughing.
The expressions of the patriarch Fugaku and several elders became serious and dignified, and they gathered together to talk in low voices.
"Those traces were probably left by one person."
"That's right, one person! One person killed these roots cleanly!"
"It's really scary. This kind of strength is completely beyond Jōnin's level."
"Is there such a strong person in the village?"
They were not fools, and the injuries on the bodies told a lot.
Fugaku and several elders could tell that it was only one person who could fight against these root ninjas!
In other words, who... killed eight elite teams alone!
This frightened the hearts of several people in Fugaku! !
The rising atmosphere of rebellion cooled down a bit.
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the other side.
In a safe house in the village.
Nara Jun and Shisui were sitting across from each other in the room, cooking hot food over the flames.
'Can this guy still laugh? '
Shisui glanced at Nara Jun, surprised and confused.
At this time, Nara Jun took off his mask, revealing a face with sharp edges and handsome features. His bronze skin glowed with a healthy luster, giving him a sunny and handsome look.
To describe it specifically, a certain handsome guy with the ancient surname from Hong Kong Island in his previous life could be called little Nara Jun.
Nara Jun had a smile on her face at this time, with a relaxed expression on her face.
Shisui is going crazy.
Now that he calmed down, he realized how terrible something had just happened.
Seventeen Jōnin died!
The average number of Jōnin promoted in the village every year is only three or five!
The battle just now directly caused the village to lose important combat power for more than five years!
If this number were placed on the Ninja clan, even first-class families such as Ino-Shika-Chō, Inuzuka, and Aburame would be exhausted.
The small ninja clan, even the Third Generation, couldn't even muster five Jōnin.
Not to mention that in addition to Jōnin, dozens of root Chūnin were also killed.
Such a large amount of losses would cause a major earthquake!
Shisui couldn't even imagine how big a commotion the resulting series of impacts would cause! !
"Your expression tells me that you are thinking about unnecessary things." Nara Jun's voice came softly.
Hearing this, Shisui smiled bitterly: "Xiao, you have killed so many people, have you ever thought about the consequences?"
"as a result of?"
Nara Jun felt amused and said nonchalantly: "There will be no consequences. The roots are affiliated with the roots in terms of organization, and there is no clear record. Those people are equivalent to non-existence."
"What are the consequences of killing people who don't exist?"
Shisui was dumbfounded.
Xiao Xiao is too arrogant! ?
Aren't you afraid of Elder Danzo's revenge?
But suddenly, Shisui thought that Xiao was a member of the Nara clan, and the Nara clan were supporters of the Third Hokage.
In other words, today's killing is probably the meaning of the Third Hokage!
Is the Third Hokage afraid of Danzo?
Thinking of this, Shisui was speechless.
He felt once again how naive he was, unable to understand something so obvious.
"..." Shisui fell silent in despair.
Nara Jun looked at him doubtfully, wondering why Shisui suddenly felt depressed, but didn't bother to ask. People in Uchiha are more or less mentally ill.
This is not a pejorative, but a statement.
Mental illness is the price of Sharingan.
'Masuru, you said that you have mastered the seven Nature Transformations and can use any ninjutsu at will? ' Nara Jun continued to communicate with Moxuluo mentally.
Roar--
Deep inside the body, in a secret shadow space.
Moxuluo let out a slight roar.
Through the invisible connection between the shikigami and its holder, Nara Jun understood what Moshira meant.
--[Yes. ]
——[All Nature Transformations have reached the secret level. ]
'good! '
Nara Jun was greatly surprised, and the smile on her lips became even more obvious.
He originally thought that the battle just now only provided 3% of the analysis progress, and gained little.
Unexpectedly, Mo Xuluo was so powerful that he took the opportunity to master seven types of escape techniques, and all of them were upgraded to the level of 'secret techniques'!
The so-called secret level is the level set by Nara Jun himself.
This level is above the 'skill', but lower than the 'blood inheritance limit', which is equivalent to the 'weak blood inheritance limit'.
Similar examples include the Nara clan's shadow secret technique, the Yamanaka clan's heart-turning secret technique, the Akamichi clan's doubling secret technique, the Aburame clan's insect-feeding secret technique, etc.
These secret techniques cannot reach the level of blood inheritance, but they are one level higher than ordinary techniques.
We are only one step away from the true limit of blood inheritance.
'In other words, you can also develop techniques such as Rasengan, Chidori, Wind Style and Rasenshuriken? ' Nara Jun asked in his heart.
During the inquiry, he transmitted the appearance of the three techniques in his memory to Moxuluo through his mind.
Roar--
Moxuluo screamed in affirmation.
Then, Nara Jun saw that Moxuluo's hands were lit up with electric light and Chakra light flow.
The electric light condensed into a ball, making a noise like the cries of a thousand birds - a thousand birds!
The Chakra flow also condenses into a ball of blue light - Rasengan!
Then, Moshira raised the Rasengan in one hand and injected the nature of Wind Style Chakra into it.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Rasengan began to tremble violently.
A trace of white air current appeared in it, like a surging wind blade.
At the same time, a huge white shuriken ring slowly formed on the outside of Rasengan, which was compressed by countless fine wind blades and was releasing an extremely sharp aura outwards.
Wind Style Spiral Shuriken! !
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