In Konoha, I collected corpses on the battlefield for ten years

Immediately following, the human puppet's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, its lively pupils showing no hint that it was merely a puppet.

“Heh.”

“Heh.”

Qifeng and the puppet exchanged a smile.

Success!

The beast-man clone based on the human puppet was a success!

Achieved through the secret techniques of the Inuzuka clan and the Shadow Clone Technique.

After combining them, the human puppet would possess the same thinking ability, the same action capability, and the same chakra as Qifeng.

The only difference was that the puppet couldn't use some of Qifeng's bloodline limits, but it could use almost all of the ninjutsu he had mastered.

The key point was that once the human puppet was completed, it could also use the abilities that originally belonged to the puppet's main body.

As it stood, if the puppet could retain most of its original abilities, its strength would indeed be greater than that of his main body.

As long as it was completed.

The puppet suddenly grinned, making a different sound, "My strength is stronger than yours now, oh."

Qifeng rolled his eyes at him, annoyed, "The puppet isn't even finished yet. Besides, I am you, and you are me, aren't you?"

“Heh, this feeling is quite fun, you should try it.”

“Once you disappear, I'll be able to feel it.”

“That's true.”

Although the appearance was different, Qifeng really had a sense of déjà vu as if he was looking in a mirror.

Talking to himself.

How boring.

“However, if there's a chance in the future, you can install a pair of Sharingan for me, preferably both with three tomoe,” the puppet said.

“Have you completely embraced this body already? You're already using 'I'."

Qifeng was quite speechless.

But thinking about it carefully, it was actually a good idea.

“Sharingan aren't cabbages, but if there's a chance, it's not impossible to consider,” Qifeng rubbed his chin.

Strengthening the puppet was equivalent to strengthening himself.

In the future, it would really be... you go and show off, and I'll stay hidden?

......

Iwagakure Village.

Tsuchikage Building.

The Third Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, was sitting behind his desk, looking at the ninja in front of him with a gloomy expression, and said in a deep voice: “Failure? Why?!”

“Tsuchikage-sama...”

The Iwa ninja kneeling on one knee in front of the desk was covered in cold sweat and replied somewhat helplessly: “Tsuchikage-sama, even Tsuchikawa-sama was not spared. We didn't expect Orochimaru's strength to be so terrifying.”

“Tsuchikawa...” A flash of anger flashed in the depths of Ōnoki's eyes.

Tsuchikawa's status in Iwagakure Village was not low, and his quasi-Kage strength was the mainstay of Iwagakure Village.

Losing such a ninja would be a great loss to Iwagakure Village.

But what really gave Ōnoki a headache was that Tsuchikawa knew a lot about Iwagakure Village's war arrangements. If Konoha obtained any information from it, it would have the greatest impact on Iwagakure Village.

But soon, a trace of doubt appeared on his face again.

“Even if the opponent is Orochimaru, Tsuchikawa can't beat him, but he should be able to escape.”

The Iwa ninja's expression seemed a little embarrassed, and he said in a low voice: “It wasn't Orochimaru. When Tsuchikawa-sama saw that the situation was not good, he chose to retreat immediately. The one who killed Tsuchikawa-sama was a... a...”

“A what?!” Ōnoki shouted in a deep voice.

“It's a mysterious ninja.”

“Mysterious ninja?”

Ōnoki's brows furrowed.

Since it was a mysterious ninja, it meant that the other party did not belong to any village.

But a ninja with the ability to kill Tsuchikawa was obviously not simple.

“Is there any more detailed information about that mysterious ninja?”

The Iwa ninja shook his head helplessly, “Not much is known.”

“Forget it, you can go down.” Ōnoki waved his hand.

After the Iwa ninja left, Ōnoki turned his head and looked at a strong man sitting next to him.

“Kitsuchi, what do you think?”

Kitsuchi stood up and said in a muffled voice: “Father, let me go! I will definitely wipe out all of Konoha's troops!”

Hearing Kitsuchi's words, Ōnoki rubbed his head with a headache.

His son was good in everything. He inherited his unyielding spirit and bravery, but he didn't inherit his brain. Sometimes he really wondered if this was his son.

There were no people named 'Wang' next door to his house.

He decided to try to salvage it.

“The vanguard suffered heavy losses. Continuing to entangle with Konoha is obviously not good for us, and the Cloud ninjas are not so peaceful. How can we help others consume Konoha and ourselves?”

“Don't worry, Father! I will definitely solve Konoha at the fastest speed!” Kitsuchi seemed very confident.

He had long been eager to try against the so-called Sannin, and he had great confidence in his strength.

As long as he defeated one of the Sannin, the ninja world would realize that Iwa ninjas were so powerful.