Chapter 313 This is heaven

"Did you bring the Flying Thunder God Technique?"

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Jiraiya, Toshiro went straight to the point.

He didn't come here just to have a quarrel with the other party. If it weren't for the Flying Thunder God Technique, he wouldn't even bother to talk to the Sandaime Hokage.

"certainly!"

Jiraiya directly took out a scroll, put it in his arms, and then said to Toshiro: "The rules are very simple, you just need to take this scroll away from my arms." .”

As he spoke, Jiraiya patted his chest and said with a serious face.

"I won't let you get the Flying Thunder God's technique easily!"

This is also the truest thought in his heart.

It doesn’t matter whether the other party can learn this ninjutsu or not, and his identity as an Uchiha doesn’t matter, but this Toshiro Uchiha has obviously not been influenced by the ‘Will of Fire’.

Although it seems that nothing has been done to harm Konoha now, it may not happen in the future.

"The Toad Immortal Technique of Miaomu Mountain?"

"It would be nice to learn some lessons!"

Although he has learned the immortal mode, and his strength has greatly improved recently due to the special 'eye drops', he has always been working on his own behind closed doors.

It would also be nice to have an opportunity to exchange magical skills.

"It's just that I hope this guy doesn't let him down!"

"In that case..."

"Both sides form a seal of opposition!"

The Sandaime Hokage stepped to the center of the field at this time, glanced at Toshiro and said.

This is a ritual that the Sandaime Hokage specifically requested to join before this battle, as if he wanted to express something in this way.

Toshiro was noncommittal about this.

It was just some insignificant details, and Jiraiya and I performed a slightly redundant courtesy according to the other party's request.

"Then...I'll start!"

After saying this, Toshiro opened his Sharingan and looked at Jiraiya opposite.

"Is this... the genjutsu of the Sharingan?"

Even though he was prepared for it, Jiraiya was immediately caught by the opponent's illusion, but there seemed to be something wrong with this illusion...

The sun was shining high, the sky was blue, and the sweet sea breeze blew away the summer heat brought by the blazing sun in the sky.

It seems that you can still hear the sounds of distant seabirds flying through the air, flying and fishing on the sea surface.

At this time, he was wearing a pair of colorful shorts and a light and breathable straw hat, standing on the shoal on the beach.

From time to time, there are waves of sea water heated by the sun, rising and falling with the waves. Pat his feet.

"start!"

Just when he was about to try to dispel this illusion, a slightly cold female voice came into his ears.

Looking back...

What caught his eyes was a white sandy beach without any trace of color, dotted with unknown green plants, which cast mottled shadows under the sunlight.

In the distance are parasols, deck chairs, and cold drinks.

What caught his eye even more was a different kind of game going on on the beach, or rather it was the beautiful figures competing across a net.

"This is…"

I watched with my own eyes a beauty in a bikini with long ice-blue hair, a plump figure, and a voluptuous figure. She took a gentle step, threw the ball in her hand into the air, and then... took off.

Especially the bright red mark on the other person's chest, with a mysterious and unknown aura, made it impossible for him to take his eyes away.

He felt as if his heart was flying into the air along with the ball thrown up by the opponent and the scenery that was about to emerge due to the jumping action, and was thrown up...and dropped.

"Esdeath, she seems to be a beauty I have never heard of?"

Looking at the words on the opponent's conspicuous place, Jiraiya was moved, but if he thought that this small trick could defeat the hero Jiraiya, it would be a big mistake.

But...it's okay to just appreciate it...it doesn't hurt.

Boom!

As the ball slowly fell, the opponent gently waved the white jade arm that looked like ice and snow to hit the ball. The ball immediately compressed and deformed due to the influence of external forces, with one end concave and the other convex, and flew towards her opponent.

And his eyes finally shifted away from the 'ball' and looked at the scenery opposite.

And his opponent had knee-length lavender hair. The opponent, who was unusually tall and tall with a simple snake-shaped logo on his forehead, had a charming and coquettish temperament, and had the word "R" on his body, did not sit still and wait for death. Instead, he put his hands together, bent down, bent his body and bent his legs to catch the ball.

She stretched her already straight and slender legs even tighter, making the skin on her legs appear tighter and smoother.

There were also figures beside them wearing different styles of swimsuits.

Icarus, Seventeen, Hancock, CC, Sakura Tohita, Rei Ayanami...

"Have I arrived in heaven?"

Looking at these figures, who are either as cold as ice, or charming, or pure and lovely, even Jiraiya, who has drawn countless materials, feels that his eyes have been opened.

But which Uchiha Toshiro's illusion was it? How could Jiraiya fall into such a dirty beauty trap?

Looking at the figures who sometimes squat to catch the ball, sometimes jump to intercept, and sometimes jump to hit the ball, although his heart is like the waves under his feet, each wave is getting higher and higher.

But he still felt that he should deal with that Uchiha boy first. This... was such a pity!

"Jiraiya, you idiot, what are you still doing standing there?"

"Why don't you come over quickly and put on sunscreen for me?"

Just when he was spending a lot of perseverance and preparing to form seals to release this wonderful illusion, a very familiar voice called him.

"Tsunade…"

He turned to look at the figure lying on a white mat facing the beach. Looking at the other person's undulating curves that even this posture cannot hide.

Jiraiya's heart finally became a little unbearable.

Especially since the other party is currently wearing a three-point swimsuit. It seems that in order for him to help apply sunscreen, the other party is taking off the restraints on his back at this time.

Looking down, he saw a bottle of light yellow liquid in his hand.

"This is... really..."

At this time, he couldn't care about anything else. He took three steps and two steps at a time, and came behind the other party, condescendingly starting to admire her graceful back.

Especially the opponent's upper body, because it lost its restraints and physical pressure, it became more bulging in outline.

"Why don't you hurry up? You're stupid!"

With the other party's words sounding like coquettishness and scolding, Jiraiya had completely fallen into this illusion.