" How did he become stronger again?!"
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After fusing with the Perfect Broken Jade.
It completely broke through the limit of the Death God's spiritual pressure and walked towards the form of the Death God's collapse.
Night Moon Sword Eight did not feel happy at all. Instead, he felt a sense of panic. He was afraid that he would become too strong and make his opponents vulnerable. He was afraid that he would kill all his enemies instantly if he was not careful.
Battle was like food and water to him.
He existed for the sake of battle. He viewed battle as more important than anything else. He even ignored the overall situation. Only killing was the source of happiness.
It was not easy for him to find an enemy who could 'defeat' him and officially enjoy a battle.
If this little bit of fun was taken away.
Then life would be too boring.
Fighting is my only hobby, and you want to take it away from me!
He flew into a rage on the spot!
"Bastard! If you dare to evolve for me again, I'll cut you down!”
“？”
Fortunately, the perfect jade had no consciousness.
Otherwise, it would have definitely left a huge question mark.
It was the first time he had encountered such a strange thing.
"Phew-"
"Phew-"
Night Moon Sword Eight kept taking deep breaths.
He suppressed his anger.
Since he had already broken through the limits of the Death God, it was impossible for him to regress. He could only use external means to seal himself.
He looked at the second item he had signed in.
Sealed Eye Mask!
As long as he put it on, his spirit pressure would be sealed to the initial stage of Shadow level.
In this way, the enemy should be able to slash at him a few more times, right?
However…
The only flaw was…
Once he undid this seal, or if the enemy removed his blindfold, his strength would quickly return to its peak, and it would still be 120% of his peak strength.
'I'm afraid…'
An opponent who could have been evenly matched.
If he was not careful, he would have killed him. This was not a small flaw.
"Forget it, I'll make do with it for now."
Night Moon Sword Eight picked up the sealing blindfold and put it on his left eye.
Surging spiritual pressure.
He was immediately sealed by some kind of mysterious sealing technique.
It didn't disappear immediately. It was still in Night Moon Sword Eight's body, but its maximum output was suppressed to the level of early stage Shadow level.
"Hualala-"
He stood up from the hot water.
The spiritual pressure emitted from Night Moon Sword Eight's body instantly evaporated the water droplets on the surface.
After the battle with the old man, his originally tattered clothes could no longer be worn. Now, he could change into a new set.
Death God Haori!
Made of special materials.
It could automatically clean and repair itself.
This was quite convenient. As for being able to resist Ninjutsu attacks below S-class, Night Moon Sword Eight did not care much about it.
"It fits quite well."
“.........”
He quickly put on the reaper's haori.
It was mainly black with a little white, making it look very loose.
After doing all this.
Night Moon Sword Eight walked out.
He had not forgotten that the old man had personally said that as long as he learned swordsmanship, he would consider sending a Cloud Enduring Warrior to challenge the entire Woodleaf Village.
"Are you done bathing so quickly? Why don't you rest a little longer?"
"There's no need. I can't stop being excited when I think of the interesting prey in Woodleaf Village.”
"Thinking about battle all day long doesn't seem like a ten-year-old youth.”As for Night Moon Sword Eight, this problematic child, Thunder Shadow 3rd Generation was also troubled. He said," You should experience a normal life.”
Even if it was a ninja.
He was still a human.
Only by enjoying a normal life could he relax his tense mind.
"Is the life of a normal person more interesting than fighting?”
"Uh... I think so."
Thunder Shadow said, speechless.
Ordinary people yearned for peace and a leisurely life.
However, Hidden Cloud Village was a complete martial arts sect, and Night Moon Sword Eight was a complete battle maniac.
He couldn't guarantee it.
Night Moon Sword Eight could find the life that normal people liked interesting.
However…
No matter what.
In the eyes of the third generation Thunder Shadow, Night Moon Sword Eight was still a ten-year-old teenager. It was always right for him to experience more daily life and integrate into Hidden Cloud Village more perfectly.
The rough and reckless Thunder Shadow was a kind elder in nature.
His concern for the younger generation of Hidden Cloud Village came from the bottom of his heart.
It wasn't the brainwashing Will of Fire like the third generation Naruto.
Thunder Shadow scratched his head and said,""By the way, why are you wearing an eye mask? I didn't prepare this dress either.”
Night Moon Sword Eight didn't want to explain too much and said,""I brought it myself."
She didn't want to say anything when she saw him.
Thunder Shadow also chose to follow his thoughts and didn't probe further.
This kind of atmosphere.
Probably only Hidden Cloud Village would dare to be so indulgent.
If it were Woodleaf Village, the Pot King would never let go of you unless he investigated your ancestors thoroughly.
"Let's go. They should have been waiting for a long time.”
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