The Undying Golden Body of Naruto

Tsk tsk. (..)△,.

The golden Rasengan fell to the ground, and countless steel spikes shot out from the inside out. They roared shrilly in the smoke and dust, drowning Uchiha Itachi's figure.

"A Rasengan of this nature is his unique blood inheritance limit!"

Jiraiya groaned as he turned over and landed on the ground, his palms intertwined to form seals, and a thick earth wall suddenly blocked him.

Poof. . Poof.

The next moment, continuous shooting sounds hit the earth escape wall, dust flew up, and many sharp protrusions were even exposed on the wall.

"More terrifyingly aggressive than the ordinary Rasengan!"

Jiraiya took two steps back, staring at the figure blurred in the explosion of smoke, and frowned slightly.

"However, it's a little strange. This fighting style is completely different from the past!"

. .

"Itachi! Come out! There is no way a ninjutsu of this level can hit you!"

Standing in the middle of the street, Uzumaki Mudichi narrowed his eyes slightly. The imprisonment of the Sharingan not only lost his due memory and power, but also blocked his mental power, making it difficult to stand out in his mind.

laugh!

Suddenly, as his words fell to the ground, a thin shuriken in the smoke gathered into a steel rain curtain and rushed out.

"This kind of thing."

The corner of Uzumaki Mudo's mouth was slightly raised, without any movement, but the void seemed to suddenly solidify. The shurikens dissipated one after another, and only one solid object was spinning in front of the latter.

However, before he finished speaking, his expression changed. The whole person had already bounced instantly and rushed high into the sky.

"boom!"

The next moment, hot and explosive flames sounded in the smoke. Devoured the place.

"Shuriken Shadow Clone! Explosive Talisman! Huh! He is indeed the man known as the Itachi God in the Naruto world!"

Uzumaki Wudao glanced down with a stern look on his face and murmured softly.

At this moment, in the street below, the smoke and dust had dissipated at the end of the explosion. In addition to Sasuke Uchiha who fell into a coma after suffering the aftermath of the Rasengan and the explosive talisman, Jiraiya and the famous Uzumaki also appeared, looking nervous and nervous. Staring solemnly at the sky.

"Forget it! Now that they have left, there is no point in continuing to struggle with these two obviously troublesome guys! Let's just stick to the plan!"

Uzumaki Wudao smiled coldly, and then he controlled the long sword at his feet and flew away into the distance.

"Go. Go!"

Watching the latter's back. Below, the celebrity Uzumaki looked slightly startled and said in surprise.

"..."

When Jiraiya heard this, he also silently withdrew his gaze. The chakra condensed in his palm also slowly calmed down.

Is that guy and Akatsuki opposed to each other? and. It's so strange. With his ability, he didn't notice Itachi's departure in advance! ?

. .

Another area not far away.

Itachi Uchiha stood on the top of a low mountain and looked out. As the Uzumaki no way left, a faint sense of relief finally appeared in his eyes. Then, his expression turned cold again, and he turned around and said calmly: "Let's go! Kisame! The Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki is temporarily difficult to capture!"

"Are you leaving like this!? Itachi! With your ability, it should be easy for that nine-tailed brat!"

On the side, there was a trace of confusion in Kisame's eyes, and he whispered.

"No! Not only the 'Tsukuyomi' but also the 'Amaterasu' were used this time. The burden on the body is too great! Moreover, even I am not sure about confronting Jiraiya, who is known as the 'Sannin' !”

"so!"

Dry persimmon Kisame heard this. He nodded silently, without saying another word, and followed Uchiha Itachi's figure gradually moving away.

. .

"What!? The ninjutsu you want to give me is the Rasengan that the guy used before!"

At this moment, in the small town, Uzumaki Naruto was carrying Uchiha Sasuke on his back, looking at Jiraiya with a solemn expression in surprise.

"That's right! This ninjutsu is an advanced ninjutsu developed by my disciple the Fourth Hokage and does not require decryption!"

Jiraiya said, holding it in his palm, a blue chakra ball appeared instantly, spreading a subtle buzzing sound.

"Furthermore, you should understand that there is the same power as Uzumaki No Way in your body, and now a terrorist organization named 'Akatsuki' has targeted you, whether it is Uzumaki No Way or ' Xiao' is an unimaginable opponent for you, so only by working hard to improve yourself can there be a glimmer of hope! So, from now on, you must be prepared for the most rigorous training!"

"'Akatsuki'!? Are they Sasuke's older brother and those people!? And Uzumaki Mudao!"

Upon hearing this, Uzumaki Naruto murmured in a low voice, then clenched his fists and said with a solemn gaze: "Okay! I must defeat them with the ninjutsu of the Fourth Hokage!"

Hope so.

Hearing this, Jiraiya smiled faintly and stared at the familiar face in his eyes, looking slightly dazed.

But, Minato! Maybe there really is hope!

As the sun set, after Konoha sent reinforcements, Jiraiya and Uzumaki Naruto walked towards the depths of the Fire Country again.

However, no one noticed that Sasuke Uchiha, who had been unconscious, clenched his hands tightly, and even the trace of blood slowly escaping between his palms was gradually deepening.

The seeds of hatred grew crazily again and became more and more out of control.

"Finally leaving!"

On a high tower in the town, Uzumaki Wudao squinted his eyes and stared at the shrinking figure in the distance, murmuring in a low voice.

"Orochimaru. This is really a stupid idea!"

. .

Three days later. In a small town to the west of Daimyo City in the Land of Fire, there was a lot of excitement.

In the center of the city is a large, continuous house, which is extremely exquisite, but also surprisingly peaceful.

Tread.Tread.

In the largest room, there were many figures, nervously watching the wooden boxes flying on the table. At this moment, subtle collision sounds continued to be heard in the boxes.

Snapped!

Suddenly, a big hand pressed down hard and stopped the wooden box. The owner of the big hand was tall and dressed in a gorgeous kimono. He looked at the square of the table with strange eyes and said lightly: "Okay! Place your bets!"

"Well!"

The scene suddenly became quiet, and in the square, a delicate figure sitting cross-legged glanced lazily at the wooden box on the table, and a calm female voice sounded: "Just turn it up!"

"Small!"

"I'll bet Xiao!"

"Haha. Since the main village has opened up, let's open up small!"

. .

As soon as she finished speaking, the whole room suddenly became lively, and the people at the table almost instantly piled money and belongings in their palms on the other side.

"it is good!"

The tall man in charge of the wooden box raised his lips slightly when he saw this, and then suddenly opened the box.

"Huh!? This is it."

"Forehead."

"As expected..."

However, the cheers he remembered did not sound. Instead, lamentations continued to sound around him, causing the tall man's expression to stagnate slightly and he couldn't help but look down.

"This... is huge! How is this possible! The fat sheep who always loses in bets actually won!"

"Won!?"

At this time, the figure sitting in the square was also startled, but there was no trace of joy on his face as white as jade. Instead, his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Whoa!

Suddenly, she stood up without warning and looked in the direction of Konoha with her dark brown eyes.

"It seems. It's not a good sign!"

. . (To be continued...)

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