Chapter 67 Blood blooms

defense? It’s impossible to guard against it!

Daimaru knows it all!

The Eight Gate Dungeon at the level of Ura Renka was simply not something that genin could stop.

Maybe Hinata Neji had a glimmer of a possibility, and Gaara did it in a thrilling way, but Daimaru knew that he definitely couldn't do it.

"It made me excited again, and my blood began to boil uncontrollably. I don't care what happens next!"

Wind escape is not good at defense to begin with, nor is it when using sand manipulation ninjutsu. The puppet master's method of hiding the main body is basically too late, and letting the puppet counterattack is even more urgent.

"The lotus flowers of Konoha will bloom again!"

boom……

There was a continuous exchange of punches and kicks, and almost no one of the genin watching outside could see clearly what was going on. Daimaru, who was in the middle of the game, was surrounded by countless chakra threads to spy on the enemy, but he couldn't react at all.

He barely saw a ray of light approaching, and he had already been hit. When he tried to fight back, he was hit again in the back.

"Is this... is that Xiao Li?"

After being a teammate for more than a year, Hyuga Neji had never seen Rock Lee like this before, and Hyuga Neji's mouth opened wide.

Except for Metkai, who had expected it, the other Konoha ninjas had already been stunned.

"This is something that can't be achieved with hard work. Kai, your disciple is a genius!"

Hatake Kakashi, who can only open one door, can best understand the difficulty of eight doors.

As for Daimaru's Sand Ninja companions, they were already so frightened that they could not speak. This thing was much scarier than Zi Luo's Seven-day Breathing Technique.

"Hey, this is no joke, it's really going to kill someone!"

Kankuro looked back at Maki.

"Are you going to give in now?"

Marky shook his head,

"No need for now, look carefully, Daimaru is not completely passive in being beaten!"

The surface of Daimaru's body is actually covered with a dense layer of sand armor, and his defensive capabilities are only so-so, able to withstand a few attacks.

In addition, the thin layer of wind silk that exudes a faint blue light is actually a layer of chakra that has completed the transformation of the wind attribute. Every time Rock Lee's fists and feet passed through the wind barrier, he was cut by it. covered in wounds.

It's like wearing a layer of armor of thorns, protecting the inner body.

But it seemed that he was not skillful in using it, and the scattered wind escape chakra kept cutting himself.

In just ten seconds, Daimaru turned into a red bloody man, with his own blood and Rock Lee's.

Sensing something was wrong, the thick eyebrows stopped for a moment, half-knelt on the ground, and covered his calf. There were several penetrating wounds on it, and the blood could not stop flowing.

Daimaru was not much better. The sand armor's chakra consumed a lot, and most of it had been stripped away by the powerful attack.

The wind escape that had been maintained for so long also put Daimaru under a lot of pressure.

Although his physical strength is still good, his chakra can no longer support him.

Not only that, two ribs seemed to be broken, but luckily his lungs were not injured.

The calf bone of his left leg was probably broken and he could no longer use it.

The arms that protected the most important head, withstood the most attacks, were so painful that they almost lost consciousness.

The final battle is no longer all about strength, but a competition of will.

but……

Rock Lee, who looked more energetic than Daimaru, suddenly covered his abdomen and couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood.

"what happened?"

The thick eyebrow looked at Daimaru in surprise as he struggled to stand up, his face full of pain.

"I am also a puppet master after all, so using poison is a routine operation!"

Although it is not a fatal poison, the more chakra is released, the faster the metabolism is, and the more painful it is. On the contrary, if you quietly do nothing, you will only feel a little uncomfortable, and it will be naturally decomposed by the body in half a day, which is considered very mild. A kind of poison.

"That's right! You have too many choices. No matter which one you choose, I have to deal with it carefully! But it's not over yet..."

Rock Lee stood up,

"The next blow, no matter what the result, will be the end...Dumen, open!"

The chakra surged again, temporarily suppressing all negative states of the body, allowing Rock Lee's basic abilities to reach a higher level.

"Shadow Dance Leaf!"

Rock Lee, who suddenly disappeared and then reappeared, kicked Daimaru into the sky mercilessly, tied Daimaru's waist with a tough bandage, and punched him one after another.

"Teacher Kai, please acknowledge me, now is the time for me...to implement my own way of ninja!"

The muscles have been torn, the muscles and bones are about to break, and the pain has long exceeded the limit of the brain, but he can't feel the body's imminent collapse.

"Ningji, watch out, this is the trick I'm going to use against you! I'll show it to you this time!

Lilianhua! "

There was a roar that resounded throughout the audience, followed by a huge impact. Rock Lee struck with all his strength, knocking Daimaru to the ground hard. The flying gravel forced the candidates and teachers watching on the sidelines to get out of the way.

"Awesome, did you win?"

Although he couldn't understand what was going on at all, he still knew that fellow Konoha Rock Lee had the upper hand.

Locke Li sat on his knees on the ground, almost unable to move.

Only half of Daimaru's body was exposed among the rubble. There were no scars on his head and his body was intact, but his hands and feet were twisted unnaturally. It should be the result of being forcefully interrupted in order to defend against the final blow.

"It was too fast, I had no idea what was happening!"

Yemu looked at the half-buried Daimaru worriedly.

"He can't really die!"

Marky shook his head worriedly:

"The chakra reaction is still there, so he should be alive, but the extent of his injuries is hard to say."

When the smoke and dust fell, Moonlight Hayate looked at Rock Lee, who could still breathe for the time being, and Daiwan, who was already half alive. He hesitated whether to terminate the game, but suddenly heard a dry cough with a strange smile.

"It hurts, you bastard!"

Da Wan, who vomited several mouthfuls of blood, turned his head and looked in the direction of Rock Lee.

"Fortunately, I cleverly protected my face and my handsome face was preserved, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing!"

Moonlight Swift Wind approached and advised:

"Do you want to continue? If your injury is not treated in time, you will really die!"

"Thank you, Mr. Examiner. I'm fine, but you, your face doesn't look so good!"

"It's up to you, one or two, they're both idiots!"

Rock Lee asked puzzledly:

"The outcome is obvious. Although I can't move very much, I can at least stand up. You can't move at all, right?"

"So, you bastard, although you are a little stronger than me, you are still not my opponent. You don't understand the puppet master very well, and you don't understand the terror of my uncle 'Red Sand Dust'!"

Daimaru moved his fingers that could barely move, and smiled.

"Next, it's my turn, right? Secret skill: puppet show!"