Chapter 269 Ling: The whirlpools have many more bad thoughts than the hands.
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Zhong Er Shi Bing Wo Bu Zhi
Seeing Ling's resolute attitude, Madara stopped asking questions and just added the matter of going to the place where the family records were stored to investigate the Six Paths Sage into the itinerary. However, he still couldn't help but doubt in his heart - [The things in the story books like the Six Paths Sage are really real. exists? 】
Madara frowned unconsciously, [After all, why would my brother suddenly investigate such a thing?What exactly caught the brother's attention - and the brother has been emphasizing the agreed thing, could this matter have something to do with the Sharingan? 】
Izuna glanced at Madara who was deep in thought, blinked, picked up the gift box that he had prepared a long time ago and moved to Ling's side, leaning against Matori with him, "Hey, brother, I've prepared a gift for you too. oh?"
"Really?" Ling smiled and reached out to rub the top of Quan Nai's hair, "What is it?"
"It's a dagger made of chakra steel," Quan Nai handed the box to Ling with an expectant and excited tone. "Brother and Madara are going to demonstrate with the Hagoromo clan during the truce, right? This will definitely come in handy then. "
Ling suddenly laughed, "Forget it at home, but when you are outside, some things cannot be said directly. You have to discuss and communicate. After all, some guys with troublesome identities like to mingle words... This will give Your own actions can cause trouble for your clan as well."
"I know - I'm just saying this because I'm at home," Quan Nai raised her hand to hug Ling's arm and smiled sweetly, "But that Hagoromo clan feels so inferior. You know, we were totally capable of fighting the Senju back then. They didn't find any reinforcements, and even sent them away!
Fortunately, they were the main force of the Fire Country against the Thousand Hands, and they have always claimed to be invincible against the Thousand Hands for so many years - don't you feel ashamed to come to us to form an alliance to deal with the Thousand Hands now? "
"Haha... Choosing to hibernate for some purposes is certainly an appropriate method, but if you hibernate for too long, even a divine dragon will become worse than a flying squirrel."
Ling chuckled and took out the dagger from the box. After stroking the blade gently, he held a flower knife in his hand, "Well, there is no break point in the conduction of chakra, and the sound has been polished well. It will definitely be a good weapon. I will make good use of this gift.”
Madara on one side was also brought back to his senses by the reflected sword light. He quickly picked up the chakra steel staff sword he had prepared and approached it from the other side. "Brother, this is my gift - brother's staff sword should be already there." Is it starting to wear out? It’s better to always have a spare weapon by your side.”
"That's so considerate, Madara." Ling smiled and took the brand new staff knife, inspected it as before, and then stretched out his other hand to rub the top of Madara's hair, "Brother will use it well - speaking of it, It’s time to complete the custom-made knife I made myself... Well, having too many weapons is a sweet annoyance.”
"Then let's keep this knife at home first. After all, carrying too many armors and weapons will slow down the speed and put people in danger..." Madara looked a little disappointed, but his tone did not waver at all, "So brother or Give priority to using your own custom-made knives. The knives you ordered yourself will be more comfortable to use than the ordinary custom-made ones."
"What are you thinking about? There is no reason for such a useful weapon to be idle." Ling raised his hand and flicked Madara's forehead, put the two newly acquired weapons back into their sheaths and placed them beside him, "But carrying them is indeed a problem... Well, as expected, we still need to find a way to ask Yi Lai for help?"
"Brother, what are you talking about!" Quan Nai suddenly opened his eyes wide, "That kind of pervert doesn't do evil things to you, which already shows that he has deep feelings. How can he help you?!"
"I do know that the Uzumaki clan is good at sealing, and can even use the human body as a container to store some things. I also know that brother, you and that red-haired frenemy have sympathy for each other... but no matter what, you are still enemies, right?"
Madara covered his forehead and considered his words, his expression extremely tangled, "Let the enemy use his best technique to transform his body. Even if he is fine at the time, he will definitely leave some hands and feet on it, right? Isn't this very dangerous?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as it's not a positional battle, even if he uses some small tricks, he can't defeat me - after all, the most terrifying aspect of the Uzumaki clan is never the head-on conflict..." Ling chuckled, "Do you know what Yi is famous for? "
Madara and Izuna both shook their heads, and Izuna took the initiative to speak, "Does that pervert have any merit?"
"It should have been before our second or third fight. I was on another battlefield at that time, so I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I heard it later from Akihiko..."
Ling Tan picked up the wine glass and said, "Under heavy siege, Yi led his Sanwu clan in a small canyon. With the help of a hastily deployed sealing formation, he stood firm for two hours facing Senior Changfeng who had a kaleidoscope. Finally, when the support was successfully rescued, as for the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan... I think Father should have shown you a little bit."
Madara subconsciously clenched his fists and his eyes widened, "Is that red-haired guy so powerful?"
"Of course, don't think he is careless. In fact, he prepared instant sealing skills several times when he approached me - that guy is a leader in terms of vigilance, scheming, and measurement."
Ling put down the cup and drank all the wine in the pot in one gulp, "Besides, if he wasn't strong, he would have become a dead soul under my sword. How can he be my enemy and my friend?
So don’t take the trash talk he said too seriously when they met. It was just him deliberately being disgusting and trying to find loopholes when exchanging information - you know, the Uzumakis have more bad intentions than the Senjus. Too much. "
Madara frowned unconsciously, [After all, why would my brother suddenly investigate such a thing?What exactly caught the brother's attention - and the brother has been emphasizing the agreed thing, could this matter have something to do with the Sharingan? 】
Izuna glanced at Madara who was deep in thought, blinked, picked up the gift box that he had prepared a long time ago and moved to Ling's side, leaning against Matori with him, "Hey, brother, I've prepared a gift for you too. oh?"
"Really?" Ling smiled and reached out to rub the top of Quan Nai's hair, "What is it?"
"It's a dagger made of chakra steel," Quan Nai handed the box to Ling with an expectant and excited tone. "Brother and Madara are going to demonstrate with the Hagoromo clan during the truce, right? This will definitely come in handy then. "
Ling suddenly laughed, "Forget it at home, but when you are outside, some things cannot be said directly. You have to discuss and communicate. After all, some guys with troublesome identities like to mingle words... This will give Your own actions can cause trouble for your clan as well."
"I know - I'm just saying this because I'm at home," Quan Nai raised her hand to hug Ling's arm and smiled sweetly, "But that Hagoromo clan feels so inferior. You know, we were totally capable of fighting the Senju back then. They didn't find any reinforcements, and even sent them away!
Fortunately, they were the main force of the Fire Country against the Thousand Hands, and they have always claimed to be invincible against the Thousand Hands for so many years - don't you feel ashamed to come to us to form an alliance to deal with the Thousand Hands now? "
"Haha... Choosing to hibernate for some purposes is certainly an appropriate method, but if you hibernate for too long, even a divine dragon will become worse than a flying squirrel."
Ling chuckled and took out the dagger from the box. After stroking the blade gently, he held a flower knife in his hand, "Well, there is no break point in the conduction of chakra, and the sound has been polished well. It will definitely be a good weapon. I will make good use of this gift.”
Madara on one side was also brought back to his senses by the reflected sword light. He quickly picked up the chakra steel staff sword he had prepared and approached it from the other side. "Brother, this is my gift - brother's staff sword should be already there." Is it starting to wear out? It’s better to always have a spare weapon by your side.”
"That's so considerate, Madara." Ling smiled and took the brand new staff knife, inspected it as before, and then stretched out his other hand to rub the top of Madara's hair, "Brother will use it well - speaking of it, It’s time to complete the custom-made knife I made myself... Well, having too many weapons is a sweet annoyance.”
"Then let's keep this knife at home first. After all, carrying too many armors and weapons will slow down the speed and put people in danger..." Madara looked a little disappointed, but his tone did not waver at all, "So brother or Give priority to using your own custom-made knives. The knives you ordered yourself will be more comfortable to use than the ordinary custom-made ones."
"What are you thinking about? There is no reason for such a useful weapon to be idle." Ling raised his hand and flicked Madara's forehead, put the two newly acquired weapons back into their sheaths and placed them beside him, "But carrying them is indeed a problem... Well, as expected, we still need to find a way to ask Yi Lai for help?"
"Brother, what are you talking about!" Quan Nai suddenly opened his eyes wide, "That kind of pervert doesn't do evil things to you, which already shows that he has deep feelings. How can he help you?!"
"I do know that the Uzumaki clan is good at sealing, and can even use the human body as a container to store some things. I also know that brother, you and that red-haired frenemy have sympathy for each other... but no matter what, you are still enemies, right?"
Madara covered his forehead and considered his words, his expression extremely tangled, "Let the enemy use his best technique to transform his body. Even if he is fine at the time, he will definitely leave some hands and feet on it, right? Isn't this very dangerous?"
"It doesn't matter, as long as it's not a positional battle, even if he uses some small tricks, he can't defeat me - after all, the most terrifying aspect of the Uzumaki clan is never the head-on conflict..." Ling chuckled, "Do you know what Yi is famous for? "
Madara and Izuna both shook their heads, and Izuna took the initiative to speak, "Does that pervert have any merit?"
"It should have been before our second or third fight. I was on another battlefield at that time, so I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I heard it later from Akihiko..."
Ling Tan picked up the wine glass and said, "Under heavy siege, Yi led his Sanwu clan in a small canyon. With the help of a hastily deployed sealing formation, he stood firm for two hours facing Senior Changfeng who had a kaleidoscope. Finally, when the support was successfully rescued, as for the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan... I think Father should have shown you a little bit."
Madara subconsciously clenched his fists and his eyes widened, "Is that red-haired guy so powerful?"
"Of course, don't think he is careless. In fact, he prepared instant sealing skills several times when he approached me - that guy is a leader in terms of vigilance, scheming, and measurement."
Ling put down the cup and drank all the wine in the pot in one gulp, "Besides, if he wasn't strong, he would have become a dead soul under my sword. How can he be my enemy and my friend?
So don’t take the trash talk he said too seriously when they met. It was just him deliberately being disgusting and trying to find loopholes when exchanging information - you know, the Uzumakis have more bad intentions than the Senjus. Too much. "
