This Hokage is not bloody

Chapter 337 The strongest is Zuidun

Chapter 337 The strongest is Zuidun

Winter goes to spring...

It has been three months since the rainy season came to Xiaoyunyin, and his arrival brought a touch of summer heat to the 30-year boring winter.

He is not a person like Yahiko who is good at words, his words are full of persuasion, and he is not like Raikage who is full of domineering, who can make people surrender with every gesture.

He can only use his stories to convince this group of simple and stupid strong men who have never seen the world.

It is the nature of every passionate youth to worship heroes, and Yu Shibian wants to shape himself into such a hero.

Because he is not very good at telling stories, he can only start from every scar on his body.

"This wound was left to me by the violent demigod, Sansho Hanzo..."

Yu Shi pointed to the scar that ran through the whole body from the left shoulder to the right waist, and began to dance and hold the wooden knife, explaining the previous battle with more details.

Although there is no chakra, it does not affect the use of sword skills at all, and everyone watching a battle with one person playing two roles is reluctant to blink.

They had never heard of the salamander Hanzo, although the elders would occasionally talk about the outside world, but at that time more than 30 years ago, Hanzo was just a fledgling junior, at least not known to people.

But since he is called a demigod...then he is a peak powerhouse.

Yu Shi continued, pointing to a large piece of skin twisted by the spiral pill on the back: "This is caused by the sneak attack by the fastest man in the ninja world, the despicable Namikaze Minato..."

The brawny youths don't know Namikaze Minato, but since the eldest brother says he is despicable, then he is despicable.

They hang out together every day, but within three months, Yu Shi has already become the big brother of this group of passionate youths. People with strength and insight shine with golden light wherever they go.

……

Yushi had been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to liberate the entire Ghost Lantern City, and soon, this opportunity appeared.

At the end of the year and the beginning of the new year, many prison guards led by Wuwei and Wuchang come to check in full armor. There are two such inspections every year.

There are two purposes, one is to imprint the newborn child with the mark of heaven, and the second is to search for prohibited behavior.

This was also the most embarrassing time for this village. They, who advocated freedom, also deeply felt the humiliation of being raised like domestic animals at this moment.

There are nearly 2000 people in the entire Xiaoyunyin Village, standing in a row on the open space to check whether the seal of the sky prison is intact. Rag dolls made of prison clothes filled with grass, sandbags for boxing... These are just rubbish to the prison guards, but they are precious memories for the prisoners.

There are 23 newborns this year, and all of them are healthy and strong children. They just got a little understanding of the world, but they were branded with the scorching sky prison by Wuwei. They were so hot that they cried and cried. The mother wiped away tears, and the father squeezed his fists and creaked.

But they didn't dare to resist. The tragedy of their parents ten years ago was vivid in their minds. They fought bravely in flames, and they didn't stop until the fire was burning. Unfortunately, they still failed to break through this high wall.

"Very good, there are no prohibited items." Wuwei praised blankly: "Next year's supplies will increase by [-]%."

Wuwei is proficient in the way of captivity, not just suppressing blindly, only by paying equal attention to kindness and power can he slowly wear away the wildness of these unruly people.

……

We must strike while the iron is hot, and when it rains, we must take advantage of their anger before it is extinguished, and completely collect the gifts of these three generations of Raikage under our command.

It has been laid for three months, and every day when it rains, I will talk about the outside world in the open space. The atmosphere today is a bit dull, but as usual, many young people stand below in despondency. After listening to so many passionate stories, they even put themselves into the In it, fantasy becomes the hero.

But today, after some inspections by the prison guards, they realized that they were just a group of prisoners locked in a high wall.

Standing on the stage when it was raining, standing behind him were statue-like gin and silver wines. With a glance, one could feel the powerless despair of the audience.

"When I came to this village once, I saw you at first glance. I just thought it was a village of brave men. This place is full of blood and passion. You are all sons of heroes, but I didn't expect to become cowards under the captivity of the high wall... ..."

Yushi didn't hide his disdainful eyes at all, and said in a contemptuous tone.

"Brother... what are you talking about?" Vincenti slowly raised his head.

"Look at your eyes, do you still have a little bit of wildness left by your ancestors? I didn't see it, I only saw slavishness..."

"Thirty years ago, your ancestors fought to regain the right to fight. Ten years ago, your fathers fought for freedom, but you cowardly surrendered to your former enemies, begging for a little food."

"You were born among the high walls, did you ever want to see the outside world? You should have lived under the thunder, with boiling blood flowing in your veins, fighting for freedom."

"But now, you eat and sleep, and just live in a daze. How is it any different from domestic animals dying to be slaughtered?"

"Even if your ancestors have committed crimes, is it more than being imprisoned here for generations? Today, 23 children have been branded as a symbol of slavery. They still know nothing about this world, but because of you The cowardice bears a lifetime of ignorance, just like a frog at the bottom of a well looks up and sees the wall, never sees the sea, does not know the existence of mountains, cannot hear the roar of thunder, the blood of the ancestors is cooled in the veins, generation after generation One generation passes on ignorance, and finally forgets that he was once a man fighting under the thunder."

"We don't fight for slavery! We fight for freedom! We are not domestic animals, not prisoners, you are warriors! Thunder warriors who have never surrendered!"

"We unite in the name of liberty! Fight for a free and better world for future generations! We fight for the mountains and the sea! We fight for the fathers who shed their blood! Fight for our blood! For our Fight for dignity! Fight for our promise!"

"Fight to liberate this village! Descendants of the gold and silver troops, you must fight for the glory of your ancestors! For our descendants to be able to proudly declare that you are the heirs of the unyielding will of Thunder!"

The roar of the rain resounded through the village, and people kept gathering towards the open space of the village, clenched their fists, and their eyes were burning with anger.

"Thunder will... What a familiar word, where the thunder resounds, it is our battlefield. Fighting and fighting, for freedom, never stop. My lord, they are just shouting that the will of thunder will never return..."

"Outsider, do you know that your words will bring disaster to our village... These children have not even received serious combat training, and it is absolutely impossible for them to break through the guards of Ghost Lamp City."

Kamui pushed through the crowd and walked to Yushi, looking at his bloodshot eyes, Yushi knew that he had succeeded.

Just like Konoha's will of fire and Yanyin's will of stone, this group of big men with blood flowing, as long as they hear the will of thunder, they can always raise their infinite fighting spirit.

"If I can remove the brand of your Heavenly Prison, are you willing to fight with me?"

"If you can remove the mark of the prison, then I will fight bravely!"

(End of this chapter)