I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

He genuinely cares about his companion.

Just like Hinata, she was seriously debating whether or not to inform Guren that he had also arrived on the battlefield.

Because they all belong to Class 8!!

"Yes, Hinata, Kiba, thank you for your concern."

"I am also very grateful to you for choosing me as your teammate, Captain Kakashi."

"I am ready to fight at any time."

After responding to her two companions, Shino Aburame immediately looked at the silver-haired man beside her. Although he was wearing dark sunglasses, the latter could still sense the fighting spirit hidden in his eyes.

He may be the only one in the current Konoha camp who wants to fight against the Yokai Clan and wash away the shame of that day!

However, just as Kakashi Hatake was trying to calm Hinata down and reiterate that the purpose of their trip was not to directly clash with the Hidden Demon Village, Hinata Hyuga, who hadn't forgotten her own mission, suddenly spoke up:

"That S-rank rogue ninja from Iwagakure is about to be defeated."

Chapter 657 The End of Art is the Uchiha!

What's going on? What's going on?!

What on earth is wrong with that guy?!

Deidara's mount, a monstrous bird, frantically zigzagged and circled in the airspace where the Three-Tailed Fox resided.

His nerves were already taut, his active body was filled with tension, and even every cell in his body was screaming wildly.

C1 is useless.

C2 is useless.

His invincible clay bombs, his magnificent art that he was so proud of...

In that person's eyes, it was like a firecracker in a child's hand—it could only make a little noise and couldn't do anything substantial!

However, there's nothing we can do about it.

The thunderous wings that the man manifested transformed the area around him into a lightning field teeming with electricity. Once his clay bombs fell into that area where the elements clashed, they would instantly become useless duds.

Therefore, Deidara can only anticipate events and detonate the clay bombs before the lightning manifested by that person covers them.

However, this very behavior is the root cause of their current awkward situation.

Sooner or later, the clay he carries will be exhausted, leaving him in a miserable situation with no way to resist.

In fact, when he put his hands into the bags on either side that were specially filled with clay to retrieve the bomb materials, the feeling of the already empty space raised his already tense mental state to another level.

As his nerves tightened further, Deidara couldn't help but glance back again out of the corner of his eye.

But that bastard was like a persistent leech, still clinging tightly to his back!

And without a doubt, if he hesitated even for the slightest moment, that guy's thunderous art would pierce through his body without the slightest hesitation!

Why would there be such a ninja?!

This situation caused him, who was always proud, to once again uncontrollably question himself.

Lightning Release, which counters clay.

Chakra wings that transcend conventional ninja understanding

The powerful chakra energy that supports its continued cat-and-mouse game!

All of this,

It is essentially creating a natural enemy that can restrain itself.

There's no other way, let's try it again, hmm.

As the thought arose, his hands, which had greedily consumed enough clay, created several more clay bombs shaped like flying birds.

Unlike the strange bird beneath him, this clay bird, which he casually released, had two pairs of wings and was relatively small, about the size of a swallow.

[Exploding Clay - Twin-Winged Bird!]

After being injected with chakra and released,

The four clay birds quickly flapped their wings and pounced on their pursuers.

Compared to the previous clay bombs, this uniquely shaped little guy clearly had impressive speed and penetration capabilities, dodging several lightning attacks in succession, and was almost in front of that bastard in an instant.

Seeing this, a hint of excitement finally flashed in Deidara's eyes, and his arms, which had been hanging limply at his sides without any real hope, were instantly raised.

Detonation mark formation,

[Closer]

[Closer,]

In order to maximize the effect of the bomb clay

In that split second, Deidara frantically suppressed his restless emotions.

Even the fact that a two-winged bird was accidentally struck by lightning and crashed prematurely could not shake his heart.

Because there is only one,

As long as one can successfully get close.

And just unleash the full potential within!

Two left.

【Almost there! 】

[The last one!]

【It's now! ! 】

Suddenly, Deidara's solemn face relaxed, and his narrowed pupils widened. Clearly, the last clay bomb had broken into the defensive perimeter and was close to the prey's side.

Art explodes!

【drink!!】

However, his urgent madness froze and went silent the next second, like a bird bomb that had lost its effectiveness.

Just as it was about to achieve its desired result, the opponent's enormous thunderous wings suddenly stretched forward again, and the burst of lightning easily destroyed the mechanism of the clay bomb, then swept the broken little thing away like trash.

Such a picture,

Another defeat in the head-to-head match.

This instantly shattered Deidara's inner pride and artistic ideals.

After a moment of stunned silence, he no longer wanted to continue this frustrating battle!

His greatest desire was to escape, and then seize the opportunity to go to that person's territory and showcase his art to vent his humiliation.

And now the only thing that can help me get rid of this is...

【scorpion,】

Where is his teammate, Brother Scorpion?

[I was wrong for making that joke earlier; it was childish. Now, please come and help me!]

Unable to resist the spread of his thoughts, Deidara couldn't help but look down at the ground, seeking help from his companions.

But upon closer inspection, all that could be seen in the field were fragments of puppets crushed into pieces!

Meanwhile, their own Scorpion Brother had long since broken free from the hideous Scarlet Amber, revealing his true form, with a slightly thin middle-aged puppet standing beside him.

Upon seeing the puppet, Deidara's pupils visibly contracted in disbelief.

Because on the puppet's fluttering robes were clearly written the highly symbolic words: "Third Kazekage"!

[Has Brother Scorpion brought out his most treasured and trump card?]

What exactly did that guy do to deserve being pushed into such a predicament?

Deidara's gaze involuntarily fell upon the person he was confronting.

The one-tailed boy, marked on the hunting list, stood atop a sand wave tens of meters high, coldly gazing down at one of the sources of evil that had begun his tragic life.

However, before Deidara could think further about it, and before he could even utter his plea for help, an indescribable, piercing pain was already being inflicted on his chest.

With our gaze returning, our senses resonate in unison.

It was an aura of coldness and brutality.

It was a crackling, electric sound, like the screaming of a hundred birds.

It was that cold whisper that fell into my ear:

"You're still looking around while fighting me,"

"Don't underestimate people, hey."

[Lightning Release: Chidori!]

This is a ninjutsu that Ara copied from Sasuke, who ambushed him, in front of the 44th training ground.

"how is this possible?"

An incredulous question escaped Deidara's lips.

He stared intently at the bastard who suddenly appeared in front of him and pierced through him with an arm wrapped in lightning, seemingly unable to understand how this opponent, who was behind him just a second ago, could ignore the many physical laws that lay between them and complete this attack!

However, he soon arrived at the answer.

Because the figure that existed in the corner of his eye's line of sight was slowly disappearing from his view!

That's a genjutsu created by the Sharingan!!

In an instant, an immense sense of frustration and resentment filled Deidara's face.

And this emotion, at its peak, transformed into an undisguised, sinister smile!

'Snapped. '

An unmistakable thud accompanied the sensation of my ankle being grabbed.

Huang's gaze shifted downwards.