The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

Sasuke didn't seem to expect that the effect would be so good, and he didn't need to use his words to anger Gaara.

Gaara had already entered a state of anger.

This was exactly what he wanted.

Gaara couldn't wait to kill Sasuke, and swung his arms down like throwing stones.

"Sand Shuriken!"

Several shurikens made of pure sand were shot at Sasuke.

Puff puff.

Such an attack, in Sasuke's normal state, would not pose any threat to him at all. He could simply retreat and avoid it easily.

When he looked up at Gaara again, Sasuke's eyes had turned into blood-red Magatama Sharingan.

After he uses the Sharingan, there will no longer be any blind spots. Unless the attack speed exceeds his reaction speed, he will never be attacked.

Gaara didn't give Sasuke time to rest, and a steady stream of sand shurikens came towards him.

"Is that the only extent?"

After dodging the attack, Sasuke did not forget to continue taunting him.

"You're still brazenly talking about killing me?"

"You don't seem to have a clear understanding of yourself."

Gaara's eyes were wide open and his head was buzzing.

Ever since he became the One-Tail Jinchuuriki, no one has dared to stimulate him like this, and now his mind is filled with crazy thoughts about how to kill Sasuke.

Seeing that the sand shuriken was unable to kill Sasuke, Gaara raised his right hand towards Sasuke and held it in his palm: "Sand Coffin!"

Balls of yellow sand seemed to be full of life, attacking towards Sasuke.

Sasuke retreated violently. He didn't want to try what it would feel like to be caught.

They retreated one after another, and they were already at the edge of the field, with a tall wall behind them.

Sasuke stepped on the wall and started running in circles. Although it was a wall perpendicular to the ground, after the chakra attached to the soles of his feet, Sasuke stepped on the wall as if he were walking on flat ground.

The audience booed one after another.

They came here early in the morning specifically to watch the thrilling ninja battles, not to watch the genin play a game of chasing each other.

Of course, most of the people in the audience who booed were ordinary villagers who just watched the fun and didn't mind it, but the real ninjas thought Sasuke's approach was very smart.

Only by using physical strength to consume the chakra in Gaara's body first and giving full play to his own advantages can he be a qualified ninja.

After all, according to common sense, it is impossible for a genin to have enough chakra to support Gaara to use ninjutsu so unscrupulously.

Most of the ninjas in Konoha Village were also in the audience watching the game, with Izumo Kamizuki and Gang Zitie sitting together.

Gangzi put a Band-Aid-like object on his nose, held his chin in one hand, and praised: "He is indeed a genius boy of Uchiha. When I was as old as him, I was still performing D-level missions."

"Yeah, it's really surprising. I originally thought that such geniuses are arrogant and arrogant, but I didn't expect that their fighting methods are quite smart."

Shenyue Izumo also stretched his neck and watched the battle below.

In the lounge.

The five genin who were about to compete gathered at the window and watched carefully, because the winner might be their next opponent.

A young man wearing a light green vest and a wolf tail on the back of his head was also among them.

The boy's name is Nara Shikamaru.

He looked at the battle below, yawned listlessly, and glanced back casually with half-closed eyes.

He was more concerned about Naruto Uzumaki, who had been resting since he arrived in the lounge.

On the seat in the lounge, Naruto sat cross-legged on the prepared mat, with his eyes closed and his hands clenched together like fist bumps.

It seemed that he was closing his eyes to rest, but in fact, Naruto's mind had entered the sealed space and was having in-depth communication with Kyuubi.

Since it was temporarily changed to cause chaos when Sasuke was fighting, it was still necessary to notify Kyuubi and make him prepare.

In the sealed space.

The two big eyes of the nine-tailed red lantern were as calm as water, looking at Naruto without any fluctuation.

"Big fox, are you ready?"

Naruto walked to the cell door, put one hand on the doorpost, and almost stuck his head in.

"Yeah." Kyuubi grinned and grunted, showing his sharp teeth, and warned earnestly: "With this seal, I can't pass on too much of my chakra to you, so why don't you just remove the seal directly?

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Naruto was stunned for a moment, then showed a bright smile, noncommittal.

Kyuubi is not really willing to help Naruto, and accordingly, Naruto doesn't have much trust in Kyuubi.

In fact, if he didn't want to use Kyuubi's power, he wouldn't come to talk to Kyuubi.

As a collection of negative emotions, the Kyuubi agreed to lend its power to Naruto with evil intentions.

Everyone and the fox know this very well, and in the game between the two sides, they don't know who will have the last laugh.

In the lounge.

Naruto slowly opened his eyes.

He sat up from the cushion and moved to the window to watch the battle between Sasuke and Gaara.

Next, we just need to wait for the results from Sasuke's side.

In the martial arts arena below, the battle has entered a fierce stage.

Sasuke has not forgotten that the real test will be the battle later, so now he is just deliberately irritating Gaara and trying to retain the chakra in his body.

He didn't even use ninjutsu, he just relied on taijutsu far beyond that of ordinary genin to deal with Gaara.

"Are you just going to run around?"

Gaara's face was ugly. In his eyes, Sasuke moved too quickly. It had been so long since the game started, and he didn't even touch the corner of Sasuke's clothes.

It's like a mosquito that keeps buzzing in your ears in the summer. It's hard to find traces of the mosquito, but there's no way to kill it.

The murderous intention deep in my heart has reached an extent that is difficult to suppress.

Sasuke fell in front of Gaara and mocked in a joking tone: "So if you can't do something, don't say it so early. I feel embarrassed for you."

Gaara immediately went crazy when he heard this, stretched out his arms, and shouted: "Grand burial at the sand waterfall."

A large piece of yellow sand attacked Sasuke, and Sasuke retreated.

As the yellow sand swept across, it gradually occupied the entire ground of the martial arts arena.

As a result, Sasuke could only stand on the wall. He didn't want to try to see if the yellow sand could entangle him.

Gaara saw that he could not defeat Sasuke with this kind of attack, and his extreme anger made him lose his mind.

"You asked for this!"

Put your hands together and form a seal.

The yellow sand on the ground seemed to have gained life, forming an airtight ball with a diameter of about two meters, which could just wrap Gaara.

A low muttering sound came from the ball.

"Ren...Shen...Yin...si..."

In the lounge.

Kankuro had a horrified look on his face, and lost his voice: "Yes, he is going to use that move..."

Temari also looked solemn, and she knew clearly that Gaara had forgotten the village's plan at this time.