Chapter 93 Xuanwo Yi: Ling, I really like you more and more!

"Anyway, how about we all calm down for a while?"

"Yeah, yeah, you two should calm down first." Xuwo Yi also said, "Don't let the two of us be fine and you get into trouble."

Uchiha Masaki and Uzumaki Yang looked at each other and both snorted coldly. One hid the scarlet Sharingan in his eyes, and the other retracted the chains that spread out from his back, but their hostility towards each other did not diminish in the slightest.

Uzumaki Yi then sighed, shook his hands which were numb from pulling the chains just now, and gasped because of the injury, "Hiss - it hurts... Such a sharp swordsmanship, Ling, you don't look like an Uchiha at all."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ling also sheathed his sword, frowning unconsciously because of the pain in his body, "It's not like you haven't seen my Sharingan... Didn't I hit your internal organs with that blow?"

"Hey, I was lucky. I stumbled half a step with the help of the light from the earth wall," Uzumaki Yi said with a smug smile, "I avoided the vital point perfectly."

Hearing this, Madara, who was walking silently back to Ling and Uchiha Masaki, couldn't help but look up at him - his internal organs were about to flow out, but he dared to say that he had avoided the vital points, how shameless.

"That's a shame," Ling shook his head slightly, his tone somewhat regretful, "It's rare that I save chakra and save the killing move for last."

“Hahaha, looks like luck is still on my side!” A green light shone from Xuanwo Yi’s hand, and the horrible wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye under this light, “But Ling is really amazing!

When you cut my tendons, it took me a long time to get back on my feet. But judging by your recovery, you should have started exercising as soon as your injuries healed, right? This is incredible!"

"Haha... After all, I really do enjoy fighting." Ling's smile widened, "And didn't I say it? I don't want to embarrass myself in front of my brother."

"Speaking of my brother..." Uzumaki Yi poked his head towards the speechless Madara, "You came to the Land of Lightning to deal with Kaguya this time, right? It's not a good idea to bring your own child with you on such a dangerous mission, right?"

"He will have to deal with it sooner or later. It's not as dangerous as this time, so it's good to gain experience in advance." Ling smiled lightly and turned to the direction where Hashirama was. "As for you..."

Uzumaki Yi looked back at Hashirama and laughed, "Ah, because we are all interested in Uchiha!"

"Interested in Uchiha?" Ling leaned on his cane sword and raised his eyebrows slightly in the direction of Hashirama, "Are you sure that brat is also...?"

"Of course," Xuwo Yi also looked in the direction Ling was facing, "It's better to say that he took the initiative to come to me and asked me to take him with me."

"Oh——?" Ling stretched out his voice, "Taking the initiative?"

Noticing Ling stroking the hilt of the knife, Uzumaki Yi took a step across and stood between Ling and Hashirama, "Hey, give me some face. I seldom bring juniors with me, and it would be hard to explain if I died.

Besides, isn't Ling also bringing his brother? Let's forget about both sides getting hurt. At worst, I'll let you take a bite. You still have to deal with Kaguya later, right? "

"Well... it's hard to refuse." Ling finally stopped stroking the hilt, but the smile on his lips was a little mischievous, "But considering my generosity, can you exchange some information with me later?"

"No problem!" Uzumaki Yi laughed, "But I will reject any information that involves principles!"

"I'm not that shameless." Ling also chuckled, "Compared to that, let me take a bite first?"

Xuwo Yi rolled up his sleeves and generously showed his arms to Ling, "Come on."

Madara also knew that some Uzumaki clan members had special physiques and could allow outsiders to absorb their chakra for treatment through biting without even their consent, without the need for hand seals. But at this moment, as he watched Ling bite Uzumaki Yi's arm without hesitation, his mind was still in uncontrollable chaos.

Putting aside why the two people who were fighting to the death just now can now get along so harmoniously, just the fact that Uzumaki Yi's method of instantly releasing the sealing technique made it difficult for Madara to accept being approached by such a person - not to mention that both sides are essentially enemies.

"Don't be confused. Your brother and I can be considered the most familiar strangers. We said that one move will decide the outcome, and that's it." Uzumaki Yi put down his sleeves, smiling even more. "But even if you are facing an enemy, you can still have calm trust while remaining vigilant... Ling, I really like you more and more! You always manage to do things that subvert my concepts and make it impossible for me to learn!"

Madara's eyes suddenly revealed a hint of fear - does this person know what he is talking about? !

"Such misleading words... If I were a different gender, I would definitely think that you were confessing your love," Ling shook his head helplessly. "Thank you very much. Thanks to you, I won't be too tired to deal with another battle even if it happens right away."

"That's good! I would be very sorry if I couldn't kill Ling with my own hands in the end." Uzumaki Yi laughed heartily, "But Ling, although the battle is stopped today, I still have something to declare to you."

"Huh? What?"

The smile on Xuanwo Yi's face faded, "If this is your killer move, then the next time we meet on the battlefield, you will die - the best outcome is that you will perish together with me."

"...Ah, I know, I'm not that naive." Ling still chuckled, "If you want to go to the battlefield, you need to at least practice some more perception ninjutsu to avoid accidentally hurting the tribe members."

"That's good. After all, I don't want to go to the underworld with you to drink like you said." The wound on Uzumaki Yi's chest had scabbed over and stopped bleeding after just a few moments of treatment. "That doesn't meet my expectations!"

"But there's nothing wrong with that, right?" Ling tilted his head slightly, the smile in his voice becoming more obvious, "It's quite pleasant to be able to drink with someone you can get along with."