Looking at the turbulent sea water, Toneri slowly landed on the sea. He did not release the Eight Gate Dunjia immediately.

Combine the flounder and plaice in your hands and put them behind your back.

"It is indeed a good weapon. I really like it more and more."

Compared to Sharakasa, Sharakasa's chakra absorption ability may not be as strong, but the advantage is that it is inanimate and cannot betray.

And because we are facing Samehada this time, the chakra in Soma cannot be used easily, otherwise it will definitely explode with stronger combat power.

The sea gradually became calm, and the burnt corpses of Mist Ninja floated to the surface, and of course the fat-looking Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost.

However, compared to other Mist Ninjas, the body of the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Demon was stronger, so he did not die immediately and still retained his last breath.

But judging from his injuries, as long as he doesn't receive treatment, death is only a matter of time.

His eyes were wide open, full of reluctance and disbelief. He still hadn't figured out why Samehada couldn't absorb the chakra that was obviously released from Toneri, and why Samehada betrayed him.

Shiren walked up to him and looked at him condescendingly.

"Why...why...why..." The Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost asked intermittently the question that made the faint sound of mosquitoes.

"Because, this is physical training!"

Toneri glanced at him and chose to let him die.

Hearing Toneri's answer, the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost's pupils shrank, and then they dilated for an instant, slowly losing their energy.

Although he was surprised by Toneri's answer, he finally got the answer.

Since it is a taijutsu, everything makes sense. The burning flame, the flame produced by the high temperature of friction between the blade and the air, is not the flame created by chakra, so Samehada cannot devour it. In order to protect itself, the first

For a moment he chose to run away.

Watching the Watermelon Mountain Pufferfish Ghost die, Toneri didn't say anything. Looking around, there was no one on the sea.

"Come out, don't let me look for you! Otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!" Sheren said coldly.

But after his words fell, there was still no movement around him.

Seeing this result, Shiren frowned and slowly squatted down.

Suddenly! His right hand suddenly grabbed under the sea surface, and a sharp and hard touch fell into his hand.

Samehada, who had previously chosen to escape back to the sea, reappeared around the corpse of the pufferfish ghost in Xiguashan. Originally, he wanted to try to save him, but when he saw the pufferfish ghost dying, he wanted to run away. Qumei thought of being abandoned.

Grab it.

Lifted out of the water in an instant.

Samehada wants to resist, it wants to release the barb on the hilt of its knife again, because it really doesn't like Toneri Chakra, that kind of flame breath with a faint scorching flame, which makes it feel

Don't like it very much.

But before he could take action, he heard Toneri's cold voice again.

"If you dare to resist, I will destroy you. Don't doubt my ability and patience."

Hearing this, Sameji's movements froze, as if he felt the cold and piercing murderous intent in Toneri's body, and his original intention to resist suddenly disappeared.

He immediately bent over and stuck out his tongue, while the tail-like whisker at the end of the handle swung.

This is not a knife, it is just a dog covered in knife skin.

Seeing its appearance, Toneri's expression slowly recovered, he released his palm and put down Samehada.

After being freed, Sameji became even more attentive and immediately moved to his side, gathering all the barbs on his body. The whiskers at the end of the handle twisted wildly, like a mangy dog ​​wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

In order to show his sincerity, after getting Toneri's consent, Samehada inserted his peeping head into Toneri's cuff, and a steady stream of rich chakra flowed from it into Toneri's body.

This feeling almost made the determined Toneri groan.

Unexpectedly, being infused with chakra by Samehada would actually feel like this.

This was his first time coming into contact with Samehada.

He was quite satisfied with Sameki's knowledge.

Then another one...

"Come out, Kisame, I know you are still alive. With your ability, it is impossible to die like this."

He could see clearly in the air. When others were releasing water release ninjutsu in an attempt to block his attack, Kisame transformed himself into a shark with chakra and immediately got into the sea. With his speed,

, the most people should be affected and not lose their lives.

Sure enough, after hearing Toneri's words, a blue shark-like head slowly emerged from the sea, with quite a few injuries on his body, but he didn't seem to care much.

The azure shark's eyes revealed undisguised confusion.

At that moment, the Watermelon Mountain Puffer Ghost, who could be regarded as his master, died.

Although Inikaki Kisame does not worship him, he only obeys his orders because without the orders from Suikoyama Fuguki, he would not know what to do and what the meaning of his existence is.

So, Kisame Mikigaki was confused again.

He was not angry because Toneri killed other Mist ninjas except him, because he was used to seeing the death of ninjas from the same village, and there were quite a few Mist ninjas who even killed them with their own hands. It was impossible for him to be angry because of the deaths of these Mist ninjas.

Feel angry and angry.

The only question in his mind at this time is...

who I am?

Where should I go from here?

What is the meaning of my existence?

A series of questions came to mind, and Kisame found that he couldn't answer any of them.

Seeing the dried persimmon Kisame standing in front of him in a daze as he climbed up from the water, Toneri grabbed the handle of Samehada's sword and gently threw it towards him.

Kisame was still in a daze, but he subconsciously caught Samehada and held its handle tightly.

Samehada was caught in Kisame's hand. Not only did he show no intention of resisting, but he actually looked like he was enjoying it.

Because it can feel it, although the quality of the chakra on Kisame seems not to be as good as the chakra of the Watermelon Mountain Fugu Oni, the taste is much better.

Quality can be improved, but taste cannot be changed.

Immediately, at this moment, Sameji found his new master.

But Kisame doesn't know where to go yet.

"Follow me from now on, Kisame, and I will make you clearly understand the need for your own existence when you die." Toneri looked at Kisame and said slowly, his voice was very slow and full of magnetism, as if it contained infinite meaning.

Charm.

"I need you to be my companion!"

"Follow... Mr. Sansai? Become... a companion?!" Kisame repeated Toneri's words. Gradually, his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he had found an outlet for his confusion.

"Yes! Be my companion!" Toneri spoke again.

Kisame's eyes regained their vitality, and he once again found the meaning of his life.

"Okay!!!" He responded solemnly.

...

...

In a dark corner of the ninja world.

Under the dots of white fluorescence, you can vaguely see a bed placed in this enclosed space surrounded by rocks.

An old man with white hair and a cane stood next to the bed, looking at a boy of about twelve or thirteen years old who was lying on the bed with half of his body wrapped in special devices and bandages.

The old man's scarlet eyes were unwavering, looking at this young man who had been chosen by him a long time ago, this young man who was indispensable to his success, this young man who would be under his control...

Under his gaze, the young man's right eye trembled slightly and slowly opened.

His eyes were full of confusion and confusion. As his eyes opened completely, he realized that he didn't seem to be where he imagined.

And the boy's only open right eye also has a scarlet eyeball, and two black magatama stagnantly stagnant.

He murmured, "Am I... dead?"

Finally, the young man regained consciousness from the coma and saw an old man with white hair and ragged clothes standing beside the bed with a cane.

He spoke again: "This is..."

The white-haired old man looked at him condescendingly, and an old voice sounded, "There is a gap between the underworld and reality, my Uchiha people."

Only then did the young man finally see clearly that in the eyes of the white-haired old man was actually the Sharingan of the Uchiha clan.

"These eyes... could it be... Grandpa, are you also a member of the Uchiha clan?"

Hearing this, the old man chuckled and said, "Haha - you can think so."

After hearing the old man admit that he was a member of the Uchiha clan, the young man's wariness about the place suddenly decreased a lot.

"Did you save me, grandpa?"

"You were hit by such a huge rock and still survived. I have to say that this is also a miracle and a fate. It is something you are destined to experience. I just bandaged you briefly and you can survive.
To be continued...