Inside the Spirit Hall’s ancestral hall, the atmosphere became even more oppressive, like a frozen pool.
All the worshippers looked up at the scene of Ichiraku Ramen in the sky, and their expressions grew increasingly grim as they watched Dugu Bo and Yu Zhi acting so familiar and comfortable with each other.
Qian Daoliu could no longer maintain his usual aloof demeanor.
His brows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.
He spoke in a deep voice: “Dugu Bo…
actually secretly joined the Spirit Hall a long time ago?” Anger and resentment surged within him.
A while ago, in order to pave the way for Yu Zhi and help him have enough confidence to stand firm in the dungeon, the Hall of Offerings paid an immeasurable price.
Only now did Qian Daoliu realize that Bibi Dong had been secretly orchestrating the whole thing, keeping the Offering Hall in the dark and outmaneuvering them.
How could Qian Daoliu possibly accept this?
“Bibi Dong!
I will never let you get away with this!” Unable to contain his rage, the Golden Crocodile Roc let out a long howl that shook the palace.
To accomplish this, he sacrificed his treasured 100,000-year-old soul bone.
Looking back now, he feels he suffered an outrageous loss and was completely fooled.
That soul bone was obtained by Qian Daoliu’s father from the 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Golden Crocodile King, which he killed!
According to the rules of the Soul Masters in the mainland, it should have belonged to Qian Daoliu’s father.
But he was reluctant to absorb it, wanting to leave it for someone with even greater talent!
Therefore, this soul bone belongs to the Hall of Worship, and is under the control of both him and Qian Daoliu!
The Radiant Douluo standing to the side looked extremely embarrassed, shrinking back with a look of utter awkwardness, and whispered an attempt to smooth things over: “Big brother, second brother, at least…
with Dugu Bo’s help, Yu Zhi’s success rate in the dungeon has indeed increased considerably…” He was so embarrassed when he said that.
It was he who kept persuading Jinluo, saying that the value of ninjutsu in the Naruto world far exceeded that of a soul bone, and that there was no need to be concerned about temporary gains and losses; He also strongly advised Qian Daoliu, praising Yu Zhi’s exceptional talent and profound fortune, saying that he was a perfect match for Qian Renxue and that he should support his future grandson-in-law in advance.
Looking back now, I realize I was completely caught up in the whole thing, acting as an accomplice without even realizing it.
Guangling inwardly cursed: That damn Yu Zhi!
He conspired with me to swindle me!
Qian Daoliu and Jin Lue turned their heads at the same time, their two sharp gazes fixed on Guang Ling, making him feel extremely uncomfortable and wishing he could disappear into the ground.
Everyone understands the logic: Dugu Bo’s allegiance to the Spirit Hall is indeed beneficial to the overall situation of the Spirit Hall.
However, it was Bibi Dong who secretly orchestrated this scheme behind the back of the Hall of Worship, causing the two worshippers to pay a huge price and be completely outmaneuvered.
Both old men were seething with anger, silently cursing: Young people lack martial ethics!
They came specifically to scam and ambush us two old folks!
They’ve completely lost their conscience!
After a long silence, the surging inner fire was suppressed by a thousand streams of energy.
His century-old composure vanished completely, and he gritted his teeth, speaking in a deep voice: “Yu Zhi, you’d better bring back the ninjutsu opportunity from the dungeon!” “If you return empty-handed, I won’t mind showing you the true power of an angel!” …
Meanwhile, different stories were unfolding on the five screens in the sky, and the attention of the mainland audience was quickly drawn to the screen showing Tang San.
“Look over there!
Tang San seems to be in a conflict with someone!” “How come something happened so soon after we teleported in?
We’ve only been landed for a short time, how come a conflict broke out so quickly?” Amidst the clamor and discussion, the camera cuts to Tang San’s perspective.
The moment Tang San landed in the instance world, his robes automatically adapted to the clothing style of the Naruto world, without the slightest incongruity.
He looked around intently.
Beneath his feet was a wide, flat open space, with rows of wooden targets standing in the distance.
“Judging from the looks of it, it should be a training place.” Tang San made a quick judgment, secretly preparing himself and circulating his soul power, ready to deal with any sudden changes.
Just then, a series of deep, powerful thumping sounds came from my ears.
Tang San, who has spent years studying the art of throwing and throwing hidden weapons, is extremely sensitive to this kind of sound.
His eyes flashed, and he instantly recognized it!
This is the sound of someone throwing a hidden weapon and hitting a target.
The sound of kunai being thrown around his ears instantly stirred up the deepest obsession in Tang San’s heart.
Previously, the Shrek Seven Devils claimed that the hidden weapon techniques in Naruto Continent were the same as mine?
Today, I will show everyone what the real Tang Clan hidden weapons are!
With a thought, Tang San concealed his aura and stealthily moved in the direction of the sound, quickly finding a hidden corner of the training ground.
Standing prominently in the arena was a boy who appeared to be only about nine years old, constantly twirling a kunai, a weapon typically used by ninjas.
He was no longer satisfied with simple, straight throws.
Instead, he manipulated the kunai to collide, refract, and change direction in the air, creating unpredictable trajectories that ultimately hit the bullseye in the distance with pinpoint accuracy.
Tang San’s pupils constricted sharply, his heart filled with disbelief: How is that possible?
Is there really such a throwing technique that uses leverage to change direction?
After the initial shock, he immediately realized that if this technique were incorporated into Tang Clan’s hidden weapons, it would undoubtedly boost his combat prowess dramatically.
He immediately activated his Purple Demon Eye, his gaze fixed on the boy’s every exertion of force, wrist movement, and fingertip manipulation, silently dissecting the intricacies of his movements.
“So that’s how it works…
the trajectory is changed by collision…
I didn’t know there was such a way of thinking.” He was engrossed in watching, but before long, Uchiha Shisui had stopped holding his kunai and his cold gaze was fixed on the direction where Tang San was hiding.
Before Tang San could be secretly surprised, a clear voice, tinged with displeasure, rang out: “Friend, isn’t it rather impolite of you to hide in the shadows and secretly learn the throwing techniques of my Uchiha clan?” Tang San’s heart skipped a beat: He’d been discovered!
But upon hearing the words “stealing knowledge,” Tang San felt a surge of anger.
He decided to stop hiding and slowly stepped out, speaking calmly: “What do you mean by stealing?
I just happened to be passing by.
Besides, your technique looks flashy but is impractical and has little real combat use.” These words instantly ignited Shisui’s anger.
He was normally mild-mannered and rarely got angry, but at this moment, he was so angered by this unreasonable argument that his brows furrowed.
“What a convenient coincidence!
This is the Uchiha’s exclusive training ground.
How could an outsider like you just happen to be passing by?
And you even belittle my techniques.
How utterly shameless!” Seeing that the other party was just a teenager, Tang San couldn’t help but feel a little contemptuous, and calmly offered his suggestion: “How about we make a bet and have a match right here and now?” “If I win, you will let me watch the entire throwing technique; if you win, I will teach you my unique Tang Clan hidden weapon techniques.” Shisui was so angry he almost laughed.
The other person had secretly learned the techniques, yet he had the audacity to propose a bet.
He was truly shameless.
His eyes suddenly turned serious: “For the glory of the Uchiha, I will teach you a lesson today!” A glint of light flashed in Tang San’s eyes.
He habitually followed the rules of Soul Master duels and said in a deep voice: “Tang San, a level 29 control-type Soul Master, with the Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass!” Fearing the other party might change their mind, he quickly assumed a fighting stance!
Shisui was secretly puzzled: If you’re going to fight, why bother announcing your name and revealing your personal information?
That’s so stupid!
But out of respect for his opponent, he still spoke solemnly: “Uchiha Shisui, Martial Soul: Sharingan!
Level 35!” (End of this Chapter)