Chapter 111 Daimyo's King Bomb
"Maki, where is the Kazekage?"
A few nights before the Chunin Exams began, Gaara expressionlessly looked at Maki, who had just arrived, his demeanor cold and filled with killing intent.
Maki didn't care in the slightest.
Gaara was always like this; he was used to it.
Upon hearing this, he merely glanced indifferently at Gaara, then finally spoke: "The Kazekage will be with the Hokage, not with us. Our mission is simple: to act when Orochimaru acts."
"The time of action is set for the individual battles during the third stage of the Chunin Exams."
"Because at that time, all spectators will be gathered in the arena, and the crowd will be concentrated."
"Understood!"
Gaara stretched out a bloodthirsty smile.
Temari and Kankuro shuddered.
To be honest, their feelings for Gaara were truly complex.
Gaara was their younger brother, but they really couldn't get used to his bloodthirsty demeanor.
"So, behave yourselves for now."
Maki glared a warning at Gaara, his expression cold, then turned and left.
His voice drifted from afar: "Rest well and conserve your strength."
...
"We finally meet!"
Orochimaru raised his hand, took off the Kazekagehat on his head, and looked sinisterly at Naruto in front of him.
"The Konoha Crush, huh."
Naruto held a crystal ball, his voice drawn out and somewhat meaningful: "Whose side are you on?"
"Who knows?"
Orochimaru's smile grew even more sinister, gradually becoming twisted.
Naruto: "..."
Nine-Tailed: "..."
"I say, Naruto, are you really going to take in someone like this?"
Nine-Tailed stared blankly at the two, always feeling that the atmosphere between them was eerie.
Especially Orochimaru.
Nine-Tailed mumbled: "Is this the Impure World Reincarnation you talked about? His face isn't even the same."
"Yes, the degradation of the soul."
"He is now extremely afraid of genjutsu; there is always a trade-off."
"Oh, that Ghost Grass!"
"Here!"
Nine-Tailed quickly understood what Narutowanted to do and pulled them all out for Naruto.
Naruto reached out and grabbed, and the Ghost Grass appeared in his palm.
Playing with the Ghost Grass in his hand, Narutoclicked his tongue: "This is a good thing; I can even feel my soul throbbing."
Orochimaru's eyes widened.
Naruto might not have felt it, but he did.
His degraded soul yearned.
He wanted to eat it!
He wanted to eat it!
His soul trembled, and his heart silently screamed.
That primal urge almost made him lose control.
"Is this the Ghost Grass you cultivated?"
Orochimaru painstakingly suppressed the terrifying urge.
It was too tempting.
Damn it.
He was caught again.
Last time it was about research in that area; this time it was even more terrifying, specifically targeting his method of immortality.
He had experimented a lot and tried many methods, but he simply couldn't resist the loss of his soul.
But from this single blade of grass, he could feel that even if it couldn't directly reverse it, it could still smooth out some defects in his soul.
This was exactly what he wanted most.
"Here!"
Orochimaru subconsciously took it, staring blankly at Naruto.
Naruto stood tall, his handsome face filled with coolness: "You can try it."
Orochimaru: "..."
After a moment of silence, Orochimaru chuckled: "The Hokage is joking; I am sincerely offering advice for the Village."
"Let's go!"
Orochimaru put on his Kazekage hat and left silently.
"Are you really at ease?"
Nine-Tailed clawed at the ground, silently looking at Naruto.
"What's wrong, Nine-Tailed? You still haven't recognized your own abilities."
Nine-Tailed was startled, then fell silent, only to grin after a long while.
"I'm used to it; I always feel like I'm still my old self."
Naruto chuckled: "Soon you will realize just how strong we are."
...
Under the watchful eyes of all, and with everyone harboring their own ulterior motives, the Chunin Exams of Konoha Village... began!
First stage, written exam!
Second stage, still the Forest of Death.
Naruto couldn't be bothered with these; the exams were just a process, and the ultimate goal had already been set.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The arena was vast and bustling.
The third stage, individual battles, began.
After more than half a month of exams, those who were meant to be eliminated had been eliminated.
The rest were elites.
"It's about to begin."
In the shadows, Zetsu looked at Uchiha Obito, who had infiltrated beside him, and whispered: "Are you ready?"
"I've been ready for a long time; now we just wait for Orochimaru to make his move."
"That hateful Kisame Hoshigaki, he actually joined Konoha Village, and he seems quite happy about it."
"He's a rogue Ninja to begin with; do you expect him to be loyal?"
Obito looked speechlessly at the somewhat indignant Zetsu.
They were all rogue Ninja; who was nobler than whom?
There was no need!
"But there's one problem, Zetsu!"
"Huh?"
Zetsu looked blankly at Obito: "What?"
"Did you notice that the strength of these young Ninja from Konoha Village in this Chunin Exams is a bit excessive?"
"Oh, now that you mention it, I really didn't notice."
Zetsu's expression became solemn.
Recalling carefully, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Yes, these Konoha brats were abnormally strong.
Their strength was significantly greater than in previous years.
At this level, they could soon be Jonin.
My goodness.
What's going on?
"I swear, ever since this person impersonating Minato Namikaze appeared, your intelligence has always been wrong."
Zetsu was a bit embarrassed.
His focus had been on those few individuals, and he hadn't really paid attention to these kids.
"Fortunately, we found out early."
"After today, Konoha Village will most likely cease to exist, and even if it does, it will be severely weakened."
Uchiha Obito stared intently at Minato Namikazeand the Fourth Kazekage at the highest point of the plaza.
This time, the Akatsuki Organization had deployed almost all its forces.
Except for Nagato, who had to remain in the Land of Rain, even Konan had come.
It could almost be said that they had come out in full force.
They knew that this opportunity was rare and they had to strike accurately.
Otherwise, they would have to use their final trump card.
...
"Is it about to begin?"
Sitting at the very top, Naruto whispered to Orochimaru: "You'll have to wait a bit; I still have some things to do."
Oh?
Orochimaru looked at Naruto in surprise, then seemed to understand.
Their gazes turned towards the Daimyo beside them.
Daimyo: "..."
It had finally come to this day.
Taking a deep breath, the Daimyo slowly stood up, walked to the podium, took the microphone, and his calm voice slowly resounded:
"Today is the handover ceremony between me and the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze. From now on, the position of Daimyo will be passed to Minato Namikaze."
Boom!
A single stone stirred up a thousand waves.
Those who were unaware were originally thinking that the Daimyo was about to start his shaky performance again.
But then he started with a bang.
Passing the position of Daimyo to the Hokage?
Is it real or fake?
Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at everything.
And it wasn't over yet.
The next big surprise was still on its way...