Chapter 42: Shuo Mao vs Dai

"What are you laughing at? It's so ugly."

"This guy named Matt Dai is here to see you."

As Sakumo entered the room, he heard shrill laughter and began to taunt without hesitation.

"Master Kawanaka, I am now a Chunin."

Might Dai was truly grateful to Chuan Feng for his generous help.

"It's just a little thing, come and sit down."

Chuan Feng ignored his incompetent and furious elder brother and told him to come and get beaten if he had the guts.

When the Ghost Mastiff saw his master, he let out a "wool" and quickly ran over to ask for comfort and a hug.

But Sakumo raised his hand to stop him, as a pregnant woman could not withstand its attack.

The Ghost Mastiff laid its front legs on Shuomao's arm, looking so aggrieved that tears were welling up in its eyes.

Naxue felt distressed when she saw this and touched its head to comfort it.

The four of them came and sat down in front of the stone table. Sakumo was also curious about what this strange-looking Chunin wanted to do with Kawakaze.

The ghost mastiff has found a small corner to start healing himself. I feel sad for Konoha 36.

Chuan Feng poured tea for everyone, and Might Dai spoke first.

"My wife was found to be pregnant today. After being promoted to Chunin, I will be able to do more advanced missions."

"I want to earn more money to support my family, so I have to thank you in person to show my sincerity."

Chuan Feng thought that Emperor Kai was indeed worthy of being Kakashi's lifelong enemy, as even his mother's pregnancy check was on the same day.

Sakumo still didn't understand what the relationship was between Dai's promotion to Chunin and Kawakape, but it was not a good idea to ask at this time.

Drinking tea silently, Naixue drank milk by herself, and started to supplement nutrition from now on.

"Congratulations. I originally wanted to ask about your qualifications as a jonin, but your mission completion and overall quality are not good enough."

"But when you have accumulated enough experience in the future, I believe that becoming a jonin will be no problem."

"Your children will be proud of you then."

Dai almost burst into tears of gratitude after hearing Chuan Feng's words. This was a noble man sent by God.

"I will work hard. The passion of youth will never compromise."

Dai's eyes were filled with tears, and his shining teeth blinded the Hatake family.

"Is this guy capable of being a jonin?"

Sakumo signaled to Kawakaze with his eyes that Dai didn't look like a powerful ninja no matter how he looked at him.

Ignoring his elder brother's gaze, Chuan Feng came up with a plan. If you want to know, I'll let you try.

"Dai, I heard you have a very powerful taijutsu."

"My elder brother is also quite knowledgeable in physical training. I wonder if I can ask you for some advice?"

Chuan Feng pushed Sakumo out in a mean manner, obviously because he wanted to see the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu.

Sakumo was just about to speak, it was pointless for a jonin like him to bully a chuunin.

"of course can."

"please."

How could Dai give up the opportunity to challenge a strong man?

He stood up, bowed politely to Shumao, and in one quick step reached the center of the martial arts hall.

There was a hole halfway down the sole of the foot left there, which aroused Sakumo's interest.

The clash between the two crazy practitioners is about to begin.

"As a sign of respect for you, I will remove the weight."

Dai grinned at Sakumo who was standing across from him.

He slowly untied the wrist weight and dropped it to the ground from half a person's height, pressing the ground several inches deep.

Sakumo's eyes narrowed. This Chunin had such strong power.

After all the weights were removed, Dai jumped and felt relaxed all over.

One hand behind the back, starting position.

Sakumo also drew out a short sword from his back, his expression solemn, thinking that he might have really underestimated this Chunin.

Chuan Feng and Naxue were eating melon seeds at this time.

"Who will win?"

Naxue was not worried at all, as Chuanfeng could not possibly have any ill will towards her brother.

“I don’t know, but it’s definitely going to be exciting.”

As he spoke, Chuan Feng grabbed another handful of melon seeds and looked at the two people in the field without turning his head.

Sakumo did not activate Flying Thunder God because it consumed too much energy and he could not sustain it for more than a few times.

I don't think Dai needs him to use this trick.

White chakra light emanated from the short sword, and Sakumo moved.

Dai narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his right hand, and narrowly hit Shuomao's wrist, then stepped back and kept some distance.

"Good speed, let's see how you dodge next time."

Shuomao's test worked. In terms of speed, Dai was still far behind him.

"The gate of life, open."

As Dai let out a loud laugh, his face began to turn red and green energy began to emanate from his body.

The third gate of the Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, the last safe zone.

"Burn, youth."

Dai rushed towards Sakumo and began to counterattack.

His afterimage has appeared in the field, and green afterimages appear and disappear.

"seems very amazing."

"That's right. When fully activated, this move can unleash a force that exceeds the power of a Kage."

The two spectators have not forgotten to discuss.

Sakumo took every punch and kick, but he was ultimately no match for the opponent in terms of strength.

After being kicked away, Dai appeared behind Sakumo again, trying to perform a smooth little combo.

Sakumo noticed his thoughts, and before Dai could tie the bandage around Sakumo, his figure had disappeared.

Flying Thunder God was still used.

Dai was a little confused because Shuomao disappeared without any warning.

Such a big person!

"You are very strong and a good opponent."

"But that's not enough."

Sakumo's voice came from behind Dai. He had too much of an advantage using Flying Thunder God in the performance hall.

As soon as Dai finished speaking, before he could react, he was kicked away by Sakumo and he gave up his knife.

Having been suppressed by Chuan Feng for too long, he needed to vent.

He actually wanted to beat Dai with his fists and feet.

Dai crossed his hands and blocked the kick, his pupils still dilating. He couldn't understand how someone could be so fast.

"In this case, I won't be polite."

"The flame of youth will never go out. Jingmen, open."

Dai's face had turned black and bloodshot, his expression had become ferocious, and the black pupils in his eyes could no longer be seen.

"Towards the peacock."

Dai swung his fists at high speed, creating flames from the friction with the air, and attacked Sakumo at an extremely high frequency and speed.

Sakumo was surrounded by the flaming fists in front of him, and the pressure generated in the air even prevented him from using Flying Thunder God freely.

It took several deep punches before he escaped from Dai's attack range.

"So beautiful."

"Big brother got beaten again."

The two unscrupulous onlookers looked excited and admired the peacock for being so handsome.

"I lost."

Dai then released the Jingmen state and admitted defeat, Shuo Mao drew his sword and stopped halfway.

I was so depressed that I wanted to vomit blood. Was I getting beaten for nothing?

"You haven't lost yet."

"If it weren't for the sparring, I would have died."

Dai was quite foresighted. Shuomao changed his knife to his feet, otherwise he would have been beheaded.

Upon hearing this, Shuomao could only put the dagger back in hatred, with a gloomy look on his face.

Where did this monster come from? He is just a Chunin.

He didn't know yet that without Chuan Feng, Dai would just be a Genin for life.

If he hadn't died fighting against the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, probably no one would know how powerful Might Guy was.

After driving the six-door, Dai looked as usual. Apparently, the physical training had enabled him to resist the aftereffects of driving the six-door.

Unlike Xiao Li, who almost ruined himself after opening Dumen.

He put the weight back on and sat down at the stone table.

At this time, there was no more contempt in Shuomao's eyes.

The two spectators also straightened their attitudes and acted like good children, not adding fuel to the fire.