Chapter 560 Other Gods
Chapter 560 Other Gods
Faced with the Shodaime's unceremonious attack, Toshiro had no other choice, and he didn't want to have any other choice.
Punch to punch, leg to leg.
There is nothing fancy, just the simplest competition of strength and combat experience.
Without giving in at all, Toshiro and the first generation launched a unique battle between taijutsu.
"Haha, this feeling: I seem to have regained the exhilarating feeling I had when fighting Madara!"
Two fists as big as sand bowls, with their own strength and will, just collided with each other.
Bang!
The air between the two fists was wrapped in chakra, compressed to the limit, and then exploded like a sonic boom.
"As expected of the first generation, even if we have learned the 'Strange Power Technique', without the Sharingan, the gap between us will still be difficult to bridge."
Although the strength is not bad, there is still a gap in experience, but Kaleidoscope makes up for these gaps very well.
"Ha ha!"
"You're pretty good too!"
After exchanging punches, and already roughly knowing the strength of both sides, the first generation praised Toshiro, then with a focused look, he launched another attack.
"If it's a two-person attack, I still have some concerns, but if it's just you, I won't give in so easily!"
In the first generation, a person who only used physical skills did not pose much of a threat to him.
"I'm curious, what kind of pupil technique did you use on Madara?"
"You know, in terms of genjutsu, he has mastered almost all Sharingan genjutsu. Even if he is also an Uchiha, your pupil technique should not be effective."
The first generation was really curious. Just because he didn't use genjutsu didn't mean that Madara's genjutsu wasn't strong. On the contrary, Madara had spent a lot of effort in this area in order to let himself be tricked.
I am quite accomplished in illusions, but I didn’t expect that I would be tricked today.
"Other gods!" Toshiro didn't hide this either: "A ninjutsu to control others!"
Facing the first generation and Madara, Toshiro's first thought was to use this ninjutsu to relieve the two opponents of their filthy reincarnation.
Just facing these two opponents, Toshiro suddenly felt a little numb, not knowing who to use Shisui's eye technique on.
As the reincarnation of Asura in the first generation, he obviously had no control over the Sharingan, and his ancestor was an expert in this area.
It's impossible to fall for it easily.
After much consideration, he still felt that compared to the first generation who was not willing to take control, his ancestors had a certain chance, so Xiang Madara was the other god.
Wouldn't things be simple if we could eliminate the reincarnation of the evil figure in one fell swoop, or control the consciousness of our ancestor?
"Manipulating other people's eye skills?"
After hearing Toshiro's words, Shodai frowned.
"It's better to use this kind of ninjutsu sparingly!"
He doesn't like the art of manipulating people very much. It's like i's current reincarnation. He warned Tobirama back then, but he didn't expect that it would lead to a big mistake in the end.
“Of course the first generation doesn’t need to say more about this!”
Toshiro didn't explain much about this.
On the one hand, it is unnecessary, and on the other hand, he himself does not particularly like to use other gods to control other people's consciousness.
Of course, if someone is ignorant, he does not recommend letting the other person change their mind.
His bottom line is still very flexible.
"Uh...where are the people?"
While fighting the first generation, Toshiro did not forget that there was Madara Uchiha next to him, waiting for him to deal with it.
However, when I glanced over, the place where Madara was standing just now was empty, and there was still the figure of the other party there.
"Are you looking for me?"
Not seeing Madara's figure, Toshiro secretly thought something was wrong, and quickly began to search around while raising his vigilance.
<divclass="contentadv">At this moment, Madara's unique magnetic voice of a middle-aged man sounded in his ears.
"Lan Dun·Light Cut"
Without the slightest hesitation, Madara's five fingers were brought together like a sharp hand knife, with the longest middle finger as the spike, covered with a layer of blue-purple spikes, with a determination that pierced through everything, pointing directly at Dong. Shiro's heart.
"not good!"
Knowing that Madara had touched his back, Toshiro could be said to be shocked.
"Susa..."
There was nothing to hesitate, a layer of crimson chakra rose up behind him.
It's just that time was too hasty, and he only had time to manifest a thin layer of chakra on his back.
As the light cone on Madara's hand collided with Toshiro's embodied Susana, a crisp sound of 'click' came out.
As Madara continued to exert force, pieces of embodied chakra fell from Susan's body from time to time, and then decomposed in the air, bursting out with red flames.
"Toshiro, be careful!"
Just when Toshiro was concentrating on defending against Madara's sneak attack from behind, the First Daime appeared in front of him again.
“It’s really a leaky house and it rains all night!”
Watching helplessly, the first generation's fist, carrying dazzling chakra, was directed towards him, and the corners of Toshiro's mouth couldn't help but began to twitch.
He wanted to say something to the first generation:
The way you hit someone while shouting to be careful is really very inconsistent~
Although he was complaining crazily in his heart, Toshiro did not dare to show any slightest care in the movements of his hands.
He knew that he had to block at least one of the attacks from the old clan leader behind him and the Shoudaime in front of him.
Otherwise, I probably have to cool it down directly.
"Fight!"
After weighing the pros and cons, Toshiro finally decided that the Lan Dun in the hands of his old clan leader was still a greater threat than the fists of the first generation.
Cross your hands in an X shape, tense your muscles, and hold them in front of you. All the chakra gathered behind him to block the old patriarch's sneak attack.
boom! There was a deafening explosion.
Taking Toshiro's arms and the first generation's fist as the starting point, a hole with a diameter of nearly five meters was formed on the ground.
With a cracking sound of bones, Toshiro supported the old patriarch behind him and plowed a ravine nearly fifty meters long on the ground.
"Wow!"
As soon as he stopped, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"You really... I just punched you, and you returned it so quickly~"
Just as he stood still, Toshiro lowered his hands and couldn't help but start to complain that the first generation had hit him so hard, which was really speechless.
The injuries were serious. His hands and arms were broken, and at least five of his ribs were broken.
"What, sorry...sorry!"
Faced with Toshiro's complaints, the first generation apologized repeatedly:
"You know, I can't help myself!"
Scratching his head, the first generation was also very embarrassed.
"But... to be able to withstand this punch, your physical fitness is really unexpectedly strong!"
"Yeah!"
"You're really over the top!"
Rolling his eyes weakly, Toshiro did not continue to argue about this matter. Rather than breaking up with the first generation, it is more practical to think about how to delay time.
