Chapter 110: This Is Your Son? Fake, Right?
"Lord Ryūun!"
As the deputy, Hyuga Hiashi was standing beside Aoyama Ryūun.
Looking at the situation of the ninjas on their side...
Hyuga Hiashi looked at Aoyama Ryūun beside him with some worry.
"Why don't you say a few words, Lord Ryūun? The morale on our side is a bit low!"
Hyuga Hiashi wasn't ignorant.
He naturally knew that morale, this intangible thing...
Could absolutely influence the direction of a war.
"No need!"
Perhaps it was a good idea.
But Aoyama Ryūun waved his hand with a bored face directly.
Inspiring morale was not something Aoyama Ryūun felt he could do.
"Ah!"
A little helpless.
But since Aoyama Ryūun had decided...
Hyuga Hiashi couldn't say much more.
Having no choice, Hyuga Hiashi could only clench his fists, thinking to fight better later...
Hoping to boost the momentum of the Konoha side.
At this time, the Third Tsuchikage Ōnoki, leading and floating in mid-air...
Locked his eyes on the most conspicuous Aoyama Ryūun in the crowd.
The Third Raikage of Kumogakure was pitted to death by Ōnoki.
Although Kumogakure's combat power was high...
Ōnoki had always looked down on that brainless bunch from Kumogakure.
"Ha?"
Shouldering his Kanabo, Aoyama Ryūun grinned slightly.
He glanced at Ōnoki with great curiosity.
"And who are you? You're so short, are you disabled?"
"!"
Ōnoki's eyes widened in shock. Such words...
Since Ōnoki became famous, he had never heard them before.
Height had always been a sore spot for Ōnoki.
"You guy, how dare you say that about my father! I'll definitely slaughter you later!"
Kitsuchi, standing beside him, pointed directly at Aoyama Ryūun and shouted.
Although his height was like this...
Ōnoki's dignity within Iwagakure was not low at all.
"Ha?"
However, being told this, Aoyama Ryūun was even more surprised.
He looked at Kitsuchi, then looked at Ōnoki floating in mid-air.
That weird look...
Made both Ōnoki and Kitsuchi somewhat uncomfortable.
"This guy is your son? Fake, right? Can someone one meter tall produce a two-meter-tall son? Do you have those genes?"
Kitsuchi looked different from thin and weak ninjas.
Like Aoyama Ryūun, he belonged to the burly type.
His height was also close to two meters.
It had to be said, usually when Kitsuchi and Ōnoki stood together...
If no one reminded them, others really couldn't tell they were father and son!
"Sigh!"
Here, Aoyama Ryūun sighed slightly.
He looked at Ōnoki with slightly pitiful eyes.
"You are also a pitiful person!"
"..."
Sigh your ass!
Several veins popped out on Ōnoki's forehead.
"!"
Crucially, even Kitsuchi beside him began to doubt himself.
Both Konoha ninjas and Iwagakure ninjas looked like they were holding back laughter.
Even they somewhat doubted whether Kitsuchi and Ōnoki were really father and son.
They looked completely different.
Just like Aoyama Ryūun said...
Kitsuchi seemed to completely lack the genes to grow to two meters tall!
"Father! I..."
Kitsuchi looked at Ōnoki with a face full of self-doubt.
As if seeking an answer.
"Get lost!"
Ōnoki scolded.
Whether Kitsuchi was his son or not, Ōnoki certainly knew clearly.
"Don't embarrass yourself!"
"Yes!"
Lowering his brows, Kitsuchi could only respond like this.
However, judging by his appearance, he was obviously still doubting himself a bit.
"Hmph!"
Ōnoki snorted coldly and looked in Aoyama Ryūun's direction.
"Sure enough, Konoha people, although their strength is so-so, their ability to talk nonsense is better one after another!"
Jiraiya before was like this.
Now Aoyama Ryūun is also like this.
In terms of cursing people, we in Konoha are not afraid of anyone.
"Attack!"
Perhaps worried that if they dawdled any longer...
Aoyama Ryūun might say something shocking again.
So Ōnoki waved his hand directly, commanding the three thousand Iwagakure ninjas to charge towards Konoha.
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing this scene, Aoyama Ryūun, taking the lead, couldn't help but laugh.
This guy is angry.
Unlike Aoyama Ryūun, Hyuga Hiashi beside him...
And the remaining Konoha ninjas, all looked fearful at this moment.
After all, the number of Iwagakure ninjas exceeded theirs several times over.
Just looking at it gave a feeling of absolute invincibility.
Some of these people were even prepared to die.
Aoyama Ryūun sensed all of these thoughts.
Until now, Aoyama Ryūun had not made any speeches to boost morale.
Because there was no need.
Although words can boost morale in the short term...
It is only for a short time.
Only absolute strength can put these people at ease.
"Heh!"
Smiling slightly, Aoyama Ryūun's figure flashed towards the Iwagakure ninjas.
He ran head-on towards them.
The weapon in his hand began to flash with dazzling lightning.
"Thunder Bagua!"
"Boom!"
The Iwagakure ninjas charging at the front were instantly blasted away.
Not only that, a strong hurricane swept through instantly.
The Iwagakure ninjas at the very front were all blown away by the hurricane.
"Dragon Breath!"
Aoyama Ryūun's attack did not mean to stop here.
The dragon scale patterns on his body began to emit a crimson glow.
Dragon breath flames carrying an aura of destruction smashed towards Iwagakure with a boom.
"Defend quickly!"
These Iwagakure ninjas weren't fools either; they quickly made defensive moves.
"Earth Style: Earth Flow Rampart!"
Among the five nature transformations, Earth Style has the highest defense.
Especially when so many Iwagakure ninjas used it together.
Rows of rock walls rose in front of the Iwagakure ninjas.
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