People in Konoha: Learn to Fly Thunder God at the beginning

The other side of the forest of death.

"Hey, hey, you three are the brats of Sunagakure Village."

The Kirigakure three who escaped from Namikaze Naruto encountered new prey, but they did not know that they encountered high-level hunters.

"Hey, hey, uncles, age does not mean strength."

Kankuro crossed his arms and sneered coldly: "At your age, you should have been chunin by now. I don't think you are weak."

"There aren't any decent geniuses in your village anymore, so you, the elderly, are pretending to be genin to take the exam."

Kankuro was very venomous, and the three Kirikage Village ninjas across from him turned red.

Kankuro didn't know that he was actually right.

Because of Brother Tuzi's influence, there are really no decent geniuses in Kirigakure Village. It is estimated that there is no strong person in their generation who can stand alone.

But fortunately, there are also powerful ninjas who have developed, such as Terumi Mei, ahem, I'm going too far.

"Kid, you talk a lot."

The ninja from Wuying Village narrowed his eyes slightly, and the slits in his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Kankuro was right, he was actually a chuunin, not just him, but his two teammates as well.

Except for the blond monster, these three people felt that there was no strong person worthy of attention in the entire exam.

Especially the three people in front of me.

They are just three little brats, and the one standing in the middle position (C) looks easier to bully. Today, you have to teach these three brats a lesson.

Ever since, the Kirikage ninja pointed at Gaara, then hooked his fingers and said: "You don't need to look, it's you, the shortest brat, stand up and challenge..."

Is this the so-called fearlessness of those who don't know?

Kankuro and Temari subconsciously twitched the corners of their mouths and looked at each other. They both saw panic in their eyes, and they quickly took two steps back to separate themselves from Gaara.

"What scroll are you holding?"

Gaara had no expression on his face, crossed his arms on his chest, and looked up at the Kirigakure ninja. Although he was looking up, his gaze was filled with extreme disdain.

"Does it matter? You're going to die soon anyway. If you want to blame, it's your bad luck. You met us." The ninja smiled easily, and the two short companions following him looked on. He was equally relaxed and didn't take the three people opposite him seriously at all.

"You talk too much nonsense. Forget it, let's get rid of you. After taking your scroll, I still have to find someone."

Gaara, however, remained expressionless.

"Hmph, you mysterious brat, you're looking for death!"

The Kirikage Village ninja took out six umbrellas from his back, opened them, and threw them into the sky.

"Ninja techniques are like rain and dew!"

The Kirigakure ninja formed a seal.

The umbrella flew into the sky and spun at high speed. The Senbons hidden in the umbrella were like a downpour. Under the control of the Kirigakure ninja, some Senbons came towards Gaara head-on to kill, while others turned a corner. Go around behind or to the left, in short, block Gaara's movement.

It was impossible for Gaara to avoid it.

Countless Senbons all attacked Gaara, and instantly there was a roar, followed by a burst of dust and smoke. (Don’t ask me about Senbon’s attack or why there was dust mist. Ask Kishimoto.)

"Hmph, you weakling." The Kirigakure Village ninja smiled proudly, but his smile froze as the smoke gradually dissipated.

I saw Gaara standing there, the protective shield formed by the sand blocking all Senbon, but Gaara himself was unscathed.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Gaara asked coldly, still expressionless.

"How, how could this happen? Not one hit at all??"

The Kirigakure ninja suddenly panicked. When he was about to form a seal, Gaara stopped playing.

I still want to find someone, but I don’t have time to mess around with this kind of bastard. Gaara waved his hand, and the sand was like arms. He moved very quickly, and in the confused eyes of the Kirikage Village ninja, he grabbed He grabbed the opponent's body and then wrapped around him.

The Kirikage ninja wanted to struggle, but it was too late. The sand enveloped him like a chrysalis, revealing only a frightened face.

"Wait, wait, wuwuwu..."

Before he could finish his words, sand covered his face and completely enveloped him.

"I'll use you to make it rain blood."

Gaara sneered and picked up an umbrella on the ground to cover his body.

The two companions behind him subconsciously took a step back, and then in the eyes of the two companions with fear and horror, Gaara stretched out his hand, his fingers slightly curved into claws, and then slowly made a fist.

"Sand-bound coffin!!" Gaara said coldly.

The sand also followed Gaara's gestures, gradually shrinking and squeezing, and its size gradually became smaller. At the same time, the sand also gradually lifted into the air.

"Woooooooooooo!!!"

A dull cry for mercy came from the sand, and then blood seeped out from the surface of the sand, even splashing from top to bottom, as if it was really raining.

However, this rain is very special, it is rain made of blood.

The ninja from Kirikage Village was crushed to death by the sand.

Not even a corpse was found.

This terrifying scene made the legs of the other two Kirikage ninjas become weak, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.The blood of his companions even splashed on his face, still warm.

Grandma's got some legs, the newcomers are all monsters!

Not to mention them as opponents, even Temari and Kankuro, who are also teammates, frowned.

It's not that he cares about the life and death of the ninjas in Kirigakure Village. They are not holy mothers. Ninjas are a profession where they are accustomed to life and death.

They only cared about their younger brother, Gaara.

Ou Doudou himself is too murderous.

As brothers and sisters, Temari and Kankuro wanted to correct their brother's abnormal psychology.

"Forget it, Gaara, that's about it. We just need the scroll, there's no need to kill too many people." Kankuro straightened his back, pretending to be strong, but his tone was trembling, obviously a little weak.

Gaara tilted his head slightly, glanced sideways at his stupid Odou-san, and said coldly: "Shut up, don't boss me around!"

Even when facing his brother, Gaara still had murderous intent in his eyes, which made Kankuro subconsciously take a few steps back.

"I, Gaara, be cold, calm down." Temari also forced a smile on her side, clasped her palms together, and said softly: "I'm begging you, sister, that's almost it. All we need is the scroll."

"Juan, scroll is here for you, don't fight, we surrender."

After the two ninjas heard the conversation here, they also hurriedly took out the scrolls from their arms. A scroll of heaven and a scroll of earth, just to make a complete set.

"Shut up, that's not enough!"

Gaara shouted impatiently, and then looked at the two Kirigakure with extremely dangerous eyes.

The gaze that seemed to choose and devour others made the two Kirigakure shudder, and without even thinking, they turned around and ran away.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Gaara followed the same method, holding his hands and feet with a pair of arms made of sand, then wrapping them, and then wrapping them.

In the other party's wailing, the other party was completely wrapped in the sand. The sand continued to squeeze and shrink in size, until finally, there was another rain of blood.

The air became thickened with blood, and the smell of blood spread in the forest, making people extremely uncomfortable.

The sand mixed with blood turned into a pair of hands, picked up the scroll on the ground, and presented it in front of Gaara.

Gaara picked up the scroll and murmured to himself: "Even if I kill you, the scroll is still mine!"

The cold voice made Temari and Gaara, who were both blood brothers and sisters, subconsciously fear.