Ninja at the top of the food chain

Chapter 1067 Before the Storm ([-])
Compared to playing against Kakashi, Obito's disadvantages are more obvious when playing against Kai. After all, this is a peer-to-peer competition, and it is still a body technique, and many nirvana skills are not suitable for use.

What kind of left-eyed power, Susano, I think it is impossible to appear on this occasion, so it is reasonable for Obito to be suppressed by Kakashi and Kai one after another.

"Knoba Gang Force Whirlwind!"

Bang!
After suppressing Obito for a while, Akai took the opportunity to sweep across and kicked the opponent's side.

"Ah!" With a scream, the figure flew upside down and rolled several times on the grass. The inertia had just dissipated, but it had already dragged a distance of more than ten meters.

"It's okay! Obito!"

A Kai hurried forward, and after helping Obito up, he saw the latter looking at him resentfully: "Kai, did you secretly open the eight doors?"

"Well..." Akai smiled and scratched his head, neither saying yes nor no, but Kakashi shook his head slightly after leaning over, and interjected:
"Where do you need to open eight doors to deal with you? Obito, I sincerely suggest that you practice physical skills well, and don't just rely on the power of the kaleidoscope for everything."

"Okay, Kakashi, you don't have to fart. I don't even use [-]% of my strength. If I really use all the means, it's bullying you."

Patting the ashes on his clothes, Obito said something with an unhappy face, but Kakashi and Kai were not angry at all, they looked at each other and smiled, everything was kept silent.

The classmates who were in the same class back then are now busy with their own careers, and it is difficult to have the opportunity to get together again.

Fighting against each other at this moment, talking nonsense, can be regarded as exchanging feelings and diluting a little strangeness. This is the origin of these two competitions.

Seeing that the battle was over, the three of Linglong rushed over to express their admiration. Everyone chatted for a while, and Akai took the opportunity to dismiss the three subordinates.

"Obito, you found Kai and me on purpose, there must be something important?" After coughing twice, Kakashi felt that he was almost done, so he put down the novel and his expression turned serious.

"It's like this..." Looking across the distance, the three ninjas who were talking together, Obito organized a language, and slowly said the order of the fourth generation of adults.

After Obito finished speaking, Kakashi and Akai looked at each other for a while, the atmosphere was quiet for a while, and finally Kakashi was the first to react.

"The ninjas in the same period, just the three of us?"

"Yes." Obito nodded, with a hint of pride on his face: "This shows that the strength of the three of us is the strongest among the ninjas of the same period."

"Moreover, it has been recognized by four generations of adults."

In this battle, many ninjas were involved, not only covering all the provinces of the Fire Nation, but also belonging to completely different forces. From the candidates mentioned by Obito, Kakashi had a taste.

Uzumaki Makoto, Orochimaru, Tsunade, Jiraiya, Namikaze Minato, Konan, Kakutsu, Rasa... The well-informed Kakashi naturally knows who these people are.

Because of this, he quickly realized the nature of this mission: it was almost to gather all the top combat power of the Fire Nation to fight a battle to destroy the country.

In the Empire of Fire, only Lei Luo is qualified to mobilize so many experts belonging to different factions and camps to move towards the same goal.

"As expected of the fourth generation of adults, this is really a big deal..." Kakashi muttered to himself, while Akai frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then asked Obito:

"Among the younger generation, is Uchiha Itachi the only one? To be able to participate in tasks of this level at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he should be very strong, right?"

Most of the people mentioned by Obito are the strong men of the older generation, only a small number of them are young people in their 30s and [-]s like the three of Obito, so...

The existence of Uchiha Itachi is very conspicuous.

"To be honest, I don't know much about this genius in the clan, but since he can appear on the list..." After a pause, Obito shrugged indifferently:

"Naturally, the strength has met the requirements."

Among the ninjas of the same period, even the ninjas of Asma, Hong, Lin, and Zhuludie were excluded, but there was a junior participating, which can explain the problem.

It must be very difficult for this Uchiha Itachi to be able to get into the eyes of the four generations of adults. Kakashi and Kai couldn't help but look at each other when they thought of this, and secretly wrote down the name.

"Today is the fourth day of delivering the news, and the official assembly date is tomorrow. I will go there with you then."

After the mission was over, Obito breathed a sigh of relief. During this trip, the many strong men he met flashed through his mind one by one, and he couldn't help sighing:

How powerful is your own country?

…………

Country of Tang, the resident of the Cult of the Evil God.

The weekly pilgrimage begins quietly.

The majestic and majestic temple stands halfway up the mountain, the sun shines through the multicolored glass on the dome, passes through the vast hall, a believer stands quietly, and finally...

Along the stone steps going upwards, the light shines in front of a bronze high-back chair carved with exquisite patterns, lighting up the top... the blurred figure filled with red mist.

"The gears of fate are starting to turn again. Where the future will go, it seems to be more and more worth looking forward to." The female voice with countless echoes sounded, and there seemed to be a faint smile in the tone.

"My lord Pope..."

Next to the seat, a male voice sounded, with a hint of doubt in his tone. The mysterious woman called the Pope turned her head slightly, her red eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts, and she quietly looked at the archbishop named Ryoma.

After a while, a frivolous voice sounded:

"This is not the will of Lord Cthulhu, this is my emotion."

Hearing this, Ryoma breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, he seemed to feel that this behavior was inappropriate, so he straightened his face, lowered his body slightly, and looked at the Pope cautiously:

"My lord, Bing sent a request yesterday and wants to see you again in the next two days. What do you mean?"

"Oh? What does that woman want to do?"

"She didn't say anything specifically, but judging from the tone of the phone, it seems that Wuyin Village is about to face some trouble."

"trouble……"

Biting the word, and murmuring for a while, the Pope suddenly smiled, as if talking to himself: "What a keen intuition, obviously without any information channels, but still aware of the danger..."

"Perhaps, she also has the potential..."

Longma didn't know the meaning of the Pope's words, and he didn't dare to ask. He waited quietly for a while, and a voice came from his ear again: "Just say that I am unwell, see you."

"Okay." Ryoma didn't have any objection, and responded in a low voice.

"Whether you can survive this catastrophe or not depends on your good fortune, Bing..." The Pope raised his neck, looked lazily at the ceiling, and said in a low tone, "If you can escape here successfully, maybe..."

The pope's voice became lower and lower, and soon it was as faint as a mosquito. Longma didn't hear the follow-up words, so he couldn't help but look sideways, and his expression was stunned, because there was no one on the seat.

"The Pope is really unpredictable. With my current strength, I didn't even know when she left. Shaking his head helplessly, seeing that the crowd below was still praying silently, he announced loudly:

"Today's pilgrimage ends here, the meeting is over!"

(End of this chapter)