Hokage: My system is getting more and more wrong

At the same time, in a certain building in Iwa Shinobi Village, three figures dressed in red clouds and black robes were confronting a blond boy.

"Who are you? Why bother Uncle Ben to create artwork! Although

there were many people on the other side, this did not arouse the jealousy of the blond boy at all, and his ability could perfectly restrain the superiority in numbers.

"Deidara, three generations of Earth Shadow disciples, are you right?"

Hearing the three words "artwork", the scorpion hiding in the crimson stream wagged its tail behind it, stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

"Am I right, are you sent by the old man? I tell you that I will not give up pursuing art!

Deidara thought that these people were sent by his master Onoki, but the next sentence of the scorpion directly denied Deidara.

A hoarse voice came out of the crimson stream: "Art is the most beautiful thing in this world."

Deidara said excitedly, "Do you think so too?" It seems that in addition to Uncle Ben, there are still people in this world who understand.

Scorpion continued: "And the most perfect art is eternal beauty!" "

Fart! Art is an explosion! Well!

Deidara refuted angrily on the spot, originally thought that this old guy was a bit of an artistic cell, but he didn't expect it to be a side-door, and he didn't understand real art at all!

"Young man, you don't understand what art is!" Although Scorpion disdains to argue with children, he will not back down half a step in the matter of art.

"Old guy don't rely on the old to sell the old, what shit art of yours is outdated!"

Deidara put his hand into his pocket, and after a while, a centipede made of white clay appeared in his hand.

"This is art! Well!

Just as the two were arguing about "what is art", the dry persimmon ghost mackerel on the side poked the always expressionless weasel and quietly said: "Aren't we two a bit of an outsider?"

The weasel didn't reply, just glanced at the dried persimmon ghost mackerel, and then stepped forward and said, "Deidara, we have come to invite you to join on behalf of the Xiao Organization."

"Art is an explosion! Well! "

Art is eternal beauty!"

"Old man, you're outdated!"

"Young people don't know how high the sky is!"

Seeing

that the two ignored him, the already expressionless face was even more chilly, and a pair of three-hook jade writing wheel eyes appeared, and said: "Speaking of which, I will deal with him."

And Deidara, who was still arguing, heard this, and finally turned her attention to the weasel, and the centipede in her hand climbed onto her shoulder and sneered: "You said to deal with me?" Don't underestimate me and my art, eh!

As soon as the words fell, several clay spiders had appeared in Deidara's hand, threw them hard towards the weasel, and shouted again: "Drink!" "

Boom, boom!

The heavy walls were blown out of a hole, and the golden afterglow of the setting sun shone in from outside, lighting up the somewhat dark room.

The figure of the ferret broke away from the explosion and did not suffer the slightest damage at all.

"The strength is not bad, but what about this trick!"

Deidara raised his finger, and the ferret had just broken away from the explosion and landed, when a huge clay centipede suddenly emerged from the floor under his feet and wrapped him tightly.

"It's really over, huh!"

As soon as Deidara wanted to detonate the clay centipede, he heard the weasel say lightly: "Take a good look at yourself."

"What!"

A sense of restraint came, and Deidara suddenly came back to his senses only to find that the person entangled in the clay centipede was himself, and if it had been detonated just now, the person who would have been killed would have been himself.

"Illusion? When! "Deidara's heart was shocked, this is only one or two moves, he lost so badly, this guy is....

At this time, the dried persimmon ghost mackerel on the side laughed and explained: "It's all from the beginning, when you see the weasel writing wheel eye, you have already fallen into illusion." And

at this moment, the afterglow of the evening sunset was at its most dazzling, and the ferret found the right time to stand in the most cool position, and the thousands of rays of light behind him shone brightly, making himself look extremely sacred.

Under the background of the glow and the scarlet demon of the chakra eyes, the weasel said coolly: "You lost."

This scene couldn't help but make Deidara's stunned, and she couldn't help but think: This is art!

But just in the next second, Deidara came back to his senses, his eyes showed unwillingness, how could he be sorry for the art he believed in.

"Hey, you've already lost, do you have to go with us?" Dried persimmon ghost mackerel reminded.

"Cut! I didn't say I would join you if I lost.

Deidara skimmed his face and didn't look at the radiant weasel, he was afraid that he couldn't help but blow himself up, and the other party was too pretentious.

"What! You guy..." The

dry persimmon ghost mackerel just wanted to pull out the muscle, when Deidara turned around and packed up his things, and said: "Say it in advance, I will not give up the pursuit of art."

"Hmph, ignorant little ghost, I don't understand what true art is."

"Old fellow, do you still want to argue? Uncle Ben is not afraid of you! Seeing

this, the dry persimmon ghost mackerel had to leave this place of right and wrong, walked to the side of the weasel and whispered: "It seems that the organization will not be so deserted in the future." The

ferret did not speak, turned around, and walked into the distance in the afterglow....

"Lean! Pretend it in front of me! "

......

On the other hand, the flying section of Yu no Kuni is not as good as Deidara's treatment.

"Groove! You almost knocked my intestines out! Although

the words are terrifying, the tone of the person who speaks is indifferent.

Somewhere in a dark alley, a monster covered in black lines is fighting with a young man with a big back, it is Kakuto and Feidan.

But no matter what kind of ninjutsu the horn used, even the black line ran through the body of the flying segment, and the other party only symbolically pained, and then cursed.

The penetrated chest was still bleeding, but he couldn't die.

On the other hand, because Jiaodu did not understand the ability of the flying segment at the beginning, one of the masks behind him was broken, which also caused the horns to have to kill the flying segment.

Poof!

Again taking advantage of the flying section to dodge, a black line ran through its thigh, so that the flying section could only fall to the ground, but the horn did not dare to get close, in case the other party took the blood, one of his own hearts would be destroyed, which was not worth it.

"Enough! This is the end of the story.

Obito, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally spoke, he had already seen the ability of the flying segment, and it could indeed be called an immortal body, but that was all.

Other combat capabilities can be said to be commonplace, there is no outstanding place, and they are actually pressed and beaten by an old man in Jiaodu.

Although Kakuto was unwilling, he had to take back the black line, and in the Xiao Organization, he was only afraid of two people, one was Nagato, and the other was Obito.

Kakuto felt that these two people had the strength to destroy all his grievances with a move, and they couldn't afford to offend!

"You can fight if you want, stop if you want, have you asked Lao Tzu's opinion?" Fei Duan thought that he had an immortal body, and he didn't speak with the slightest politeness.

"Jiaodu, disassemble him, bring him back and slowly teach."

"Yes!"

This may be the first time that Jiaodu willingly obeyed Obito's order, his green eyes stared at Fei Duan's strong body, and the black lines on his body trembled like tentacles, instantly entangled Fei Duan's entire body...