Chapter 509 Ending with Indra

The moment Onijima Shinobu announced the winner, warm applause came from the audience stage one after another.

In such an atmosphere, Aya just glanced at it lightly, and was not shaken by these victories, showing a gesture of flattery.

However, in his own territory, he finally defended his position as the champion. This feeling is not too bad.

"Even a chakra of that level can block it, what an amazing kid."

Hong sighed.

"It's more terrifying than powerful. His comprehensive strength is basically comparable to that of Jonin."

Asma was speechless.

Even he didn't have much confidence in being able to block the last move, unless he got information in advance and took preventive measures in advance.

But ninja battles are often a time lag in obtaining information. On the real battlefield, there is very little time to obtain sufficient information and then arrange it slowly.

Otherwise, the sacrifice rate of ninjas would not remain high every year.

Twelve-year-old's overall strength can be compared with that of Jonin, which is already quite a terrifying evaluation.

This kind of genius, in the history of Konoha, there are only a few people. If you don't die halfway, you are a powerful ninja with a reputation.

For example, Uchiha Ruri and Hinata Ayane, who have already left Konoha, are both young and famous ninjas.

When he was still studying at the ninja school, he was already Konoha's leading genius jonin at that time. At that time, he was often used as a positive teaching material by the teachers of the ninja school to encourage future generations.

Although a little deviation came out later, it couldn't hide the fact that they were talented.

Of course, like the late Fourth Hokage, Uchiha Itachi who has defected to Konoha, and Kakashi who is now the Minister of Anbu, also showed a powerful strength that is not lost to Jonin in his youth.

"It is indeed unique to turn every part of the body into a weapon that can kill people."

Kay was simply shocked by Cai's physical skills.

Although his physical skills are very strong, he doesn't use many parts of his body very well, and he can't control such an inconspicuous thing as hair to such a degree.

But in terms of the utilization rate of the body as a 'weapon', Aya has already surpassed him as a Jnin.

Perhaps this is the uniqueness of the Hyuga Clan in the Demon Country.

Compared to the traditional soft boxing, they are obviously advancing with the times, not sticking to traditional methods, but based on the most basic and comprehensive use of chakra ability of the Hyuga clan, they have embarked on a path that is completely different from the tradition.

And this road, so far, is brilliant and bright, and it has benefited him a lot, and it has greatly broadened his horizons.

"If he is so strong, no one of our age can defeat him, right?"

Shikamaru held his head in his hands, showing distress.

Different from other peers who only lamented that the other party is amazing, he sees more things, and the things he considers are naturally not limited to the surface.

More importantly, the younger generation of the ghost country is not just the one in front of you.

The ninjas of the Oni Nation's military who participated in the finals, each of them can be said to be a unique figure.

Moreover, he believes that the rule that the game cannot kill the opponent may even greatly limit the performance of the group of ninjas in the kingdom of ghosts.

He could feel that these ninjas of the ghost country were all actual fighters who had experienced many **** battles.

Not only is the foundation solid, but the comprehensive ability in all aspects is far beyond the level of Genin.

This is not a good thing for Konoha, who has an extremely unharmonious relationship with the ghost country.

Under the influence of his father these years, he naturally knows what kind of extremely terrifying behemoth he will face if he takes over the position of Konoha Jonin squad leader in the future.

In contrast, although Konoha has many talents, overall, it is still a bit short.

The most critical point...

Shikamaru looked at Chiba Shiraishi on the high platform, and sighed in his heart.

Too young.

The hokage in their village is already old. I heard from my father that the health of the third Hokage has been deteriorating every day in recent years. It is not surprising when he collapses at work from exhaustion.

It is common for the elderly in this age group to experience a physical breakdown when they receive some strong stimulation.

This kind of pressure is extremely heavy even for a young man, let alone what kind of terrible pressure an old man has to bear.

Asma seemed to see what Shikamaru was thinking, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Shikamaru, you don't need to think so much, we jonin are still there. Sometimes, don't take responsibility that you shouldn't take."

Shikamaru turned his head and glanced at Asma who was smiling faintly at him. He always felt that there was something in the other party's words, but he didn't know what the other party was going to say, but he still nodded.

Shikamaru also knew that thinking this way was a bit too much.

In any case, what I need is growth, not taking on responsibilities that I can't bear.

Thinking about it this way, Shikamaru felt much more relaxed in his heart, and the pressure suddenly eased a lot.

Hong heard Asma's words from the side, and felt that such words should not be said to a ninja, which would increase the pressure on the young man, but hesitated for a while and did not speak.

Asma is not a random person, maybe Shikamaru's existence is not ordinary, after all, the direct successor of the Nara clan really cannot think with ordinary thinking.

"Kakashi, what do you think?"

Asma asked.

Kakashi scratched his head and replied: "Let's talk about it at that time. The answer to this kind of matter can only be known after a high-level meeting. The most important thing now is to arrange these ninjas first, so as to avoid any accidents."

"It has to be like this."

Asma nodded and said nothing more.

Sakura is not interested in the charades between the Jonin, but only regrets that Naruto lost the game.

Seeing that Naruto was also carried away by the medical ninja and sent to the infirmary for recuperation, Sakura had the intention of leaving.

"Don't go yet, there will be an awards ceremony next. Although Naruto didn't win the championship, the reward for the runner-up is still quite generous, and there is also a consolation prize for Sasuke. When the time comes, help the two of them get it."

Seeing that Sakura was about to leave, Kakashi said.

"Eh?"

Sakura was about to lift her foot to leave, but when she heard what Kakashi said, she suddenly remembered that there was an award ceremony to be held next.

All contestants participating in the finals will have a consolation prize, and the top few contestants will also be rewarded with richer prizes.

Although it is not something related to ninjas, it is just an item used in life, but it also proves a little intention of the organizer.

"That's it, then I'll wait a little longer."

Sakura thought for a while, and felt that Sasuke and Naruto had special medical staff to take care of them, and she didn't need her medical ninjutsu. Even if she went a little late, it would be fine, so she simply stayed.

"However, Mr. Kakashi can do this kind of thing, right?"

Sakura asked.

Kakashi stroked his chin and said, "Sorry, I have something to do next, so I'll leave for now. I'll bring dinner with you. Please, Sakura, take care of the two of you first."

Before Sakura could speak, Kakashi formed a mudra with both hands, and disappeared from the spot in a white mist.

"What, leave the mess to me to deal with, Kakashi-sensei is really too lazy."

Sakura has seen Kakashi's irresponsible behavior many times, so she doesn't bother to complain.

This attitude of coming and going as soon as you say it, made her not know what to say.

"Speaking of which, today is the final day of the Joint Chunin Exam."

In the hollow area of the forest, there is no shade in the sky above. The man with the shark face looked at the extremely hot sun above his head, opened his mouth, and felt his skin was a bit dry.

Kisame thought to himself, should I find a hot spring hotel at night, take a dip in the hot spring, just to cool off.

The weather is still coming out, it's just looking for guilt.

Itachi, who was walking in front, was wearing the same black-bottomed red cloud coat as Kisame. He glanced back at Kisame, wondering what the other party was saying.

"Hey, it's not interesting, I just think that you, Itachi, might care about this kind of thing. From what Baijue said, it seems that your younger brother is also a contestant."

Kisame's smile looks a bit simple and honest.

But Itachi knows that Kisame's simple and honest appearance is an extremely cold and delicate mind.

Combined with the high strength, even in the Xiao organization, he can get along like a duck to water, completely different from himself, the monitored object.

However, it is not difficult to change this position, that is, to surrender to the upper echelons of the organization, to draw a clear line with Konoha, and to concentrate on doing things for the organization. Then, with Nagato's courage, he probably won't mind his past.

But...do you really want to do this?

The dream when he was young, the expectations of his parents, the attention of Hokage, the hatred of his younger brother, the heavy responsibility given to him by the village...all of them weighed him down and made him unable to breathe.

Although a few years have passed, his perspective on things is no longer as extreme as before, and the dispute behind the Uchiha extermination may not be manipulated by Danzo alone...But Itachi really can't imagine that the Hokage who trusted him and Shisui would be such an unbearable person.

Where did the problem arise?

Although I don't like to join forces with a group of rebels, but now I don't seem to be qualified to say such things.

He is also rebellious.

Three generations... Itachi sighed softly in his heart.

"That kind of guy has nothing to look forward to. Now he doesn't even have the qualifications for me to steal his eyes."

Itachi said so.

"That's right, I heard that when you were ten years old, You passed the Chunin exam by yourself. You are really amazing."

Kisame laughed.

Itachi defaulted.

Just like he was investigating the matter of Kisame, Kisame must also be secretly investigating his affairs.

This kind of tacit understanding has long been a tacit fact of both parties.

"It's nothing, Konoha has never lacked talent."

Itachi narrated a fact that is both proud and heartbreaking.

It is true that Konoha does not lack geniuses, but the fact is that after these geniuses grow up, they either set up a separate faction, leave Konoha, or become defected ninjas... There are also those like him who left the village with special missions.

"Where are we going next? The leader hasn't released any tasks recently, and the rest of the organization seems to be busy with their own affairs."

Kisame kind of misses what happened in Wuyin Village.

Although busy, but fulfilling.

After joining the Xiao organization, apart from completing a few important tasks regularly every year, holding a meeting every once in a while to connect with each other, the rest of the time is very leisurely, and the monthly salary is not missed.

Let Guixie not know what to do in a leisurely manner, and was a little dazed for a while.

Obviously when he first took over this mission, Yakura said that this is a dangerous spy mission that might make him feel like he would almost die.

But in reality, within a few years of working, I have already started to retire in the organization.

If one day I buy a yard and raise some fish in the pond... Guixie starts to think wildly for a while.

It seems that this kind of life is not bad.

But looking at the high salary that is paid out every month, Kisame feels ashamed.

I should take the initiative to do something for the organization to alleviate this guilt.

For example, let several big countries pay attention to the danger of the Xiao organization earlier, so that they have the motivation to work.

Otherwise, if this continues, I may really be crippled directly by the organization.

"If there is really nothing to do, you can go to the spot in advance to prepare for the next action."

Itachi also saw Kisame's boring mentality, and this kind of idle mentality was just what he wanted.

Moreover, he also has something to verify.

"Tracking spot?"

Kisame didn't understand the hidden meaning in Itachi's words for a while.

"Let's go, rest at the hotel in the small town ahead tonight, and then think about the next thing."

Itachi steps forward.

Kisame lazily raised the big sword shark muscle, put it behind him, and slowly followed Itachi's footsteps.

In a white room with no variegated colors, a bonfire was crackling and burning.

The light and shadow of the flame shone on the white wall, reflecting the swaying shadow of the flame.

Baishi looked at the young man in front of him who was sitting by the bonfire and dressed in an ancient style. The more he looked at it, the more he could feel that the background of the other party and the whole world seemed extremely abrupt and out of place.

"A little girl sneaked in before and accidentally awakened my consciousness. You use the same technique... However, I didn't expect someone to find this place. It seems that you have a deep understanding of the concept of surgery."

Seemingly seeing that Shiraishi was wary of himself, the young man waved his hand, gesturing for him to sit down, with a calm voice, as if he didn't care about anything.

Rather than detachment, it is better to say that even the emotion has been lost, like a cold machine that only keeps life running, lacking human sensibility, and perhaps even losing rationality.

"It's just a fluke. If your strength doesn't drop, I might not even be able to get in the door."

Bai Shi sat down opposite the bonfire, although he was still vigilant secretly, but on the surface he remained calm.

"Can you see my strength in my heyday?"

The young man seemed to be very interested, although there was no warmth in his smile.

The lack of affection is very serious. Is it because of the long-term relationship? Shiraishi began to guess.

"It can be seen that even the remaining Chakra can make people feel frightened, otherwise I wouldn't be so vigilant."

Madara... No, but on top of Madara! Feeling the chakra of the young man, Shiraishi was slightly amazed.

The remaining Chakra is already so powerful, so what about the heyday?

Being able to peek at the power of the opponent in his heyday, what Shiraishi said is half true and half false.

He could see that the strength of the opponent far exceeded his common sense of ninjas, but as for where the upper limit was, Shiraishi couldn't see it.

"You are quite honest."

The young man seemed to be praising Shiraishi for his wise move.

He has seen all kinds of people. It is not so much experience as it is an instinct engraved in his body.

"My name is Indra."

After being silent for a while, the young manIndra suddenly spoke.

Shiraishi nodded, judging from being able to call out the name 'Asura', it must have something to do with Asura, and he was wearing such an ancient costume, and the pair of three-pointed jade sharing sharing eyes...

If it is Indra, the ancestor of the Uchiha clan, then it is also reasonable.

"Can you tell me how many years have passed since my time?"

Indra didn't explain his background, because he could tell from Baishi's expression that the other party didn't know everything about him, and it just saved the time for self-introduction.

"A long time ago, about a thousand years."

Shiraishi gave a number with a similar time difference.

According to ancient books, when Otsuki Kaguya was sealed by the Sage brothers of the Six Paths, the two sons of the Sage of the Six PathsIndra and Asurahad already been born.

"A thousand years"

Hearing this number, even Indra's face was in a daze, and he murmured, falling into some kind of complicated memory, as if he was remembering something.

"...has a thousand years passed..."

Not knowing whether it was crying, laughing, or just pure emotion, Indra continued to fiddle with the bonfire with a wooden stick, watching the flames burn.

In the writing wheel eyes, the light and shadow of the flame fluctuations are reflected.

"A thousand years ago, as the eldest son of the Immortal, I...failed in the battle with my younger brother Ashura for the successor of the Ninja sect."

Indra lowered his head and continued to look at the bonfire. Sharingan became extremely scarlet and ferocious.

fail!

This is really a shameful word that made him feel infinite pain in his heart when he recalled it!

Even his chakra solid body trembled slightly.

The indifferent face regained the emotional fluctuations of a human being.

"It's really unfair...No matter what, I'm the one who can do it better and faster...Father always favors Asura, thinking that I've embarked on an evil path and will lead the world astray...He always firmly believes that Asura's 'love' is the key to changing the world!"

Indra continued to speak, the more he narrated, the more the muscles on his face twitched, pain and annoyance, loss, and hatred.

is the hatred of his younger brother Asura.

Also hatred for the unjust father Sage of the Six Paths!

"Even at the end, my father passed on the magic to Asura, denying my will."

"With your talent, it's not difficult to learn fairy art, right?"

Shiraishi asked strangely.

From Indra's powerful chakra, it can be seen that he has the talent to learn and master the magic of immortality perfectly.

What's more, according to a few words in the ancient books, Indra's talent far exceeds that of Asura.

Because Indra is the ancestor who created the ninjutsu system.

The Indian styles used in the ninja world today were all developed by Indra, which lowered the threshold for using ninjutsu and benefited many people, making ninjutsu no longer the patent of the Otsuki family.

With such a broad mind, he wondered why Indra would lose to Asura in history.

No matter from which angle you look at it, Indra's ability is stronger than Asura's.

"So what? Since my father doesn't teach it, I naturally disdain to learn fairy arts. I want to prove to him that even Asura who has learned fairy arts will always be defeated by me!"

Baishi was dumbfounded.

Should I say it is stubbornness, or is it too proud?

This sense of pride gave Shiraishi a familiar sense of dj vu.

He remembered that during the Konoha period, in order to target the Uchiha clan, Danzo gave the three of them a wrong information during a mission, which made them almost die in the siege of sand ninja.

Although in order to quell the turmoil, Hokage allowed Liuli to choose any ninjutsu from the book of seals and learn it as his own accumulation.

But Liuli did not accept this kind of charity that was almost merciful, and from the beginning to the end, she did not bow to the high-level Konoha.

Because of this incident, there was an indelible gap between Liuli and Konoha's top management, which became a thorn in Liuli's heart at that time.

Now we can see the same shadow from Indra, the ancestor of the Uchiha clan.

This kind of personality...is it true that they belong to the same family?

Later, I created Yin and Shu and made a huge mistake. The conflict with my father suddenly broke out.

"contradiction?"

Shiraishi frowned incomprehension.

"Well, this starts with my father's philosophy when he founded Ninja. The purpose of father's founding Ninzong is to enable people to communicate and understand each other with the help of Chakra, and to build a Datong world where everyone can live and work in peace and contentment without disputes."

"It's really an amazing dream."

Although it is difficult for this kind of beauty to exist in reality, Shiraishi doesn't dislike idealized things, as long as they don't interfere with his actions.

After all, he did not deprive people of the right to dream.

"Yes, in that era, bandits were rampant and monsters were everywhere. My father traveled around the world, killed countless demons and ghosts, and was worshiped by countless people. He can be said to be a "sage" in the world. The philosophy of ninja became a trend of thought that people talked about at that time."

When Indra said this, he couldn't hide his admiration and yearning for his father, the Sage of the Six Paths.

"Father has been working hard for world peace all his life. When he was alive, the world seldom ushered in peace. But father knew that he would die sooner or later, and he didn't want the peace that Ninja sect had managed to maintain to be destroyed. He hoped to choose the next successor of Ninja sect from me and Asura. But I know that my father has always favored Asura because of Asura's concept of 'love'. Maybe I had already lost when this competition started."

Indra sighed softly.

Although many of his memories have been continuously lost for a thousand years, but only the memories of his father and Asura are still fresh in his memory, as if it happened yesterday.

"But I still insist on my own approach. Asura's 'love' is beautiful, but it lacks the power of action. Humans are not such smart guys, only power can restrain their behavior."

Baishi neither shook his head nor nodded, but just listened silently.

"And in that era, it was not just about bandits and monsters raging. The more essential problem was the noble groups that exploited the people layer by layer. Those people could not be influenced by 'love'. Even people could be traded by them. The evil they did was infinitely more evil than robbers and monsters. Only by using my power to convince them can they believe in Asura's 'love'."

"However, just solving them is useless."

Shiraishi said.

"Father said the same thing at the time. Although I was unwilling, I could only obey. And that was one of the reasons why I created Yin and Jutsu in the first place. Since I couldn't directly make them compromise, then, I should give powerful weapons to those powerless civilians, let them make better use of Chakra, learn ninjutsu, use strength to deter the noble group, and take back their own interests from the nobles..."

Indra's Sharingan became extremely scarlet and hot.

But soon, the heat in his eyes disappeared and he regained his composure.

"I did this in secret, hoping to make some achievements and let my father recognize my efforts. But unfortunately, something happened later, which made me regret it. Do you know what happened?"

Indra didn't say it directly, but looked at Baishi, he wanted to hear the thoughts of this later generation.

In the endless years, he got used to loneliness and changed his original aloof character. He is both a narrator and an excellent listener.

Baishi glanced at Indra, thought for a while, and said, "War broke out, right?"

Indra's eyes widened, showing a look of surprise, completely unexpected for Baishi to guess the answer so quickly.

"It's not difficult to guess. Because you only taught those ignorant commoners seal and art, but you didn't teach them how to restrain their own violence. There is a saying that morality is not worthy. After the group of commoners with no ideological consciousness suddenly gained powerful power, the first thing they did was to kill all the nobles who exploited them, and then divided up their property. Displaced, the state system collapsed."

If this vicious circle continues and is not restrained, it will inevitably lead to a very terrifying and **** battle.

The group of civilians who have learned strength have become more terrifying demons than nobles!

Already superior to others, they have become the embodiment of disrupting order!

This is similar to the arrangement I made in the Kingdom of Waves, but because the military power of the Kingdom of Ghosts is constantly controlled by the above, it constantly restrains the civilians in the Kingdom of Waves who suffer from being exploited by the nobles.

Out-of-control forces must be controlled and maintained by more terrifying violence, to teach them to establish a new order, and at the same time educate them, let them learn and explore the essence of things, how to manage the country, rather than let them run wild.

Indra also sighed:

"If I could have seen through earlier, maybe the tragedy of war would not have been born..."

(end of this chapter)