Mang Ge's nose flapped. After being exposed to it for so long, it was enough for him to remember the smell of a strong man.
The body fell forward, bending the right hand forward with the elbow as the tip, and pressing the left hand against the right fist. Just as the body was about to fall, a ball of fire exploded from the sole of the intact left foot, like a human-shaped cannonball that quickly shot towards the strong man.
quick!
soon!
The strong man originally thought that the blind and missing Ming Ge could not do anything to him. By the time he realized what he was doing, Ming Ge's breath was already spraying on him.
His body was instantly petrified into a solid stone, trying to resist the attack of the funeral song.
It's a pity that he overestimated himself. The combat quality of the funeral song was not as good as those of the jounin who came out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and the chakra control was not even as good as that of the genin.
But when his Sharingan advanced to the Three Magatama level, the amount of chakra he gained was actually at the Jonin level.
It is also because of insufficient chakra control that the previous extreme compression could not gather all the chakra in the body, and a lot of chakra was still retained in the body during the compression process.
Moreover, the rough release method did not show the full power of chakra.
Otherwise, the amount of Chakra at the Jonin level would be compressed to the limit and released into a small burst of fire, which would be enough to melt the huge rock ball transformed into lava into magma.
However, the stranded chakra now becomes the key to Mourning Song's victory.
The hard elbow tip hit the stone pillar first, and while the skin and flesh were rubbed away, spider web-like cracks instantly appeared on the stone surface, and the belated chakra ignited a layer of blazing flames on the funeral song's arm.
Under the blessing of chakra, the stone pillars were cracked in large areas.
It couldn't bear it anymore and turned into human form again.
Ugh! Poof!
As soon as the strong man solidified, most of his chest collapsed. He opened his mouth and spurted out two large mouthfuls of blood, pouring it directly on the head of the mourning song. Then he was carried by the mourning song and his body was thrown back quickly.
After hitting a human-shaped hole on the raised hill, he was deeply embedded in it, and blood spurted out from his mouth like it was free of money.
The strong man managed to raise his eyelids and looked at the mourning song, who was slowly walking towards him dragging a residual leg. His eyes were gradually filled with fear.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dull sound of footsteps made the strong man feel as if every step taken by the other party was stepping on his own heart. He was infinitely close to the danger of death, and unprecedented fear occupied his entire mind.
"you you...?"
After barely speaking two words, he tilted his head and passed away.
The mourner wiped his palm from the top of his head to his chin, licked the blood on his hand, and then shook it off.
Feeling disappointed, he sighed: "There is too little pleasure, and your blood is also average!"
The moment the strong man fell to the ground, the blood-sucking effect of the Hand of Justice had already healed his exploded fist bones and injuries to his right leg.
My hands are healed and my legs are no longer numb.
"So, what should I do with you?"
Pressing his fingers on the side of the strong man's neck, he found that the man's aorta was still beating weakly. Sang Ge sat cross-legged next to him, tilting his head and silently thinking about his way out.
There are many spies in the ninja world, and no established ninja village, no matter how big or small, will attract unidentified ninjas to prevent the secrets of their village from being leaked.
So if you want to join the Ninja Village, you don’t have to think about it.
Unless his identity as an Uchiha is revealed, I am afraid that a large number of villages will welcome him to join due to the attraction of the Sharingan, which is the blood inheritance limit.
Then he formed a harem, was placed under house arrest in the village, and transformed into a stallion, working hard to expand his bloodline.
Although he could survive for the time being and enjoy the beauty, he would have to face endless assassinations from Konoha.
Danzo and the Third, who were well aware of the dangers of Uchiha, did not hesitate to reduce Konoha's combat power and also wanted to exterminate the Uchiha clan. How could they tolerate the emergence of Uchiha blood in other villages?
Maybe when Mourning Song makes some progress, Konoha will send the best of aces like Toad Sage Jiraiya and Emperor Kai to kill him.
Speaking of which, the Rain Country is a good way to go, but there are many big guys in the Akatsuki organization, and Uchiha Itachi is also among them.
Sang Ge was afraid that when he saw the other person, he would be stimulated by the memory of his predecessor and driven by his own desire to fight, so he couldn't help but take out the other person's eyes for his own use.
That is true suicide.
With my current strength, I can just go and deliver food.
Still have to wait.
"Then it's you!"
The funeral song faced the strong man who fainted, "Congratulations, you don't have to die now, because we will be teammates from now on."
He leaned over and slapped the strong man on the face twice.
"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescence."
"Well, happy cooperation in the future!"
Sang Ge decided to mature his skills first, and the circle of strong men in front of him was just right for him to go through this period of adaptation.
He has chakra but does not belong to any village. He wanders in the ninja world but is independent from the mainstream ninja world.
Perfect!
Funeral Song casually pulled a vine, put it around the strong man's ankle, and then dragged him along the border of the Kingdom of Sand.
"us!"
The funeral song remembers that the strong man said "we" before.
Now he only hopes that before the strong man dies, his companions can come over so that he can get in touch with this circle.
After all, it seems that the strong man's condition won't last long, and he doesn't know how to treat it. Whether he dies or lives depends on his own fate.
As the funeral song passed through a canyon, a group of people suddenly appeared on the cliff.
The leader, the inch-haired young man, was wearing a fishnet suit and his face was covered in oil paint. He was the leader of the wandering ninjas, "Broom", a ninja who mainly relied on illusions to bluff people!
Standing next to him was a young man with a sinister face, the wandering ninja, Beichen!
Behind them followed a group of masked men with only a trace amount of chakra and less than one-tenth of the combat power of the Genin of the Ninja Village.
"Broom, what should I do? Liu seems to have fallen. Should we save him?"
The white-haired young man Beichen looked at the funeral song dragging the strong man walking below, his expression extremely ugly.
Zhuang Hanliu is the most powerful person among them, and now even he is on his knees. He is not very confident in rescue or anything like that.
"Don't worry, I've been prepared a long time ago, it's up to me!"
Broom smiled confidently and jumped off the cliff.
"Well, here we come!"
An invisible smile appeared on Mang Ge's downcast face.
"Psychic art!"
To bluff someone, you have to seize the advantage first, and Broom is very experienced in this, so as soon as he appeared in front of the funeral song, he roared loudly, made a pretentious seal, and slapped his palm on the ground.
The projector that had been placed on the cliff for a long time was turned on at the right time, and the extremely lifelike projection of nine green dragons appeared in front of the funeral song out of thin air.
"Hehe... you are afraid, kid. If you are sensible, you will be exiled. Maybe I will spare your life."
After the routine was over, Broom ignored the dazzling sun, looked up at the sky, put on an inscrutable look and said sternly.
"???"
Ming Ge feels like there are question marks all over his head now.
After the visitor formed the seal, there was obviously no chakra fluctuation. Why could the other party say such confident words?
"what happened?"
The other party seemed to be showing off, but it was a pity that he couldn't see it.