Chapter 417: 3 year contract

Sasuke, who was curled up on the ground, was in pain. He struggled to stand up again, but his severely immature body couldn't make him stand up as he wished.
At this time, the murmur in Jun Malu's mouth passed into his ear, causing him to be struck by lightning.
"It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this!"
In a strong unwillingness and anger, Sasuke erupted into a powerful chakra. He pressed his physical discomfort and climbed up from the ground again.
Jun Malu's tone was cold: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"
Sasuke shouted, "Even if I die, I will never allow you to trample on Uchiha's glory!"
After drinking, Sasuke stirred up Chakra all over his body and raised his hand to seal it again.
Perhaps because of the opening of the writing wheel, this time he was significantly faster than before, only a few breaths away, he completed all the printing.
"Art fire escape fireball!"
Suddenly, a blazing fireball that was significantly larger and faster than before, spewed out of Sasuke's mouth.
The huge heat wave generated by Huoju Ninjutsu, the villagers who forced the outer circle to watch, one by one had to hide their faces and let go again, causing a lot of commotion in the square.
As an interim referee, Red Bean was already embarrassed to ride a tiger. She complained embarrassedly: "I shouldn't have agreed with the two of them if I knew it before, these two little ghosts are monsters!"
Among the Hyuga clan, looking at the `` Bright Fireball Technique '' that will make the square glow red, the difference between them can not help but sigh: "So terrible potential!"
Ning Ci also opened his mouth slightly. If Sasuke's performance before, he still can't care, then Sasuke's performance at this time is somewhat beyond his estimation.
He even suspected that he was not Sasuke's opponent.
On the edge of the building at the other end, the sundial mirror opened his eyes.
Although I know that the ‘Hot Fireball Technique’ is nothing more than Jun Malu ’s, in my opinion, Sasuke ’s ‘Hot Fireball Technique’ is no less impressive.
Regardless of the speed of printing, or the use of chakras, they are all remarkable, almost reaching the limit that a seven-year-old child can do. When he was seven years old, he could never do that.
Even when she was very angry, she saw Sasuke's hand and couldn't help sighing: "The kid in Uchiha's family really has a hand. Give me a feeling of seeing Kakashi that year!"
In the eyes of all contemporaries, Kakashi, who was in Ninja School, was so impressive.
In front of the main entrance of the Naruto Building, Tsuna held his majestic breast and looked at the test on the square.
Unlike other people's admiration, she looked at the test and asked several disciples around her: "You remember, in the face of absolute speed and strength, one or two of jutsu is not able to change the battle situation, so you Never relax your daily physical exercise! "
"Yes!"
Mute, Hyuga bell, Uchibo Quanmei nodded again and again.
Among them, Uchiha Izumi was worried. She knew that the words of the master would never be targeted, so she worried about Sasuke secretly.
Soon, Tsunade's words were confirmed.
Once again, Jun Maru avoided the menacing ‘Hot Fireball Technique’, and then flickered to the side of Sasuke's body, kicking from the bottom up.
This kick just hit Sasuke's chin, kicked him into the air, and fell heavily to the ground.
After suffering this, Sasuke was suddenly smashed, and the whole person was a little confused.
At last glanced at Sasuke, who was dizzy and turned, and couldn't get up, Jun Malu slowly returned to the line of Otoru and back to Osumaru. His expression did not change much from beginning to end. The excitement of defeating the seven-year-old Uchiha's genius seemed to be just a trivial matter.
Ojomaru asked with a smile: "How do you feel?"
Jun Maru respectfully owed himself to Osumaru: "Unexpectedly weak."
"Is that so?" Ojomaru had a deeper smile on his face and asked casually, "Do you really think he is weak?"
Jun Ma Lu firmly believes that every sentence of Dashe Wan has a profound meaning, so he immediately recalled the previous test and tried to find out the advantages of Sasuke, but after thinking for a long time, he did not find a desirable point. , So he carefully said: "Master, his physical skills, ninjutsu are all messy, really weak."
Osumaru smiled and said nothing.
Jun Malu is one of his most satisfied works and one of his spare bodies, so he knows Jun Maru's talent better than anyone, and Jun Maru is the true genius in the true sense.
In addition, Jun Malu, who has a `` corpse vein, '' will not be inferior to Uchiha in terms of bloodline, so Jun Malu is perfect in all aspects.
However, the potential of the Uchiha family cannot be underestimated. After all, Jun Malu is older than Sasuke for a full three years. If both parties grow up, it is difficult to predict the outcome.
At this time, Sasuke finally got up again in the field, he growled and wanted to pounce on Jun Malu again.
"enough!"
Fu Yue on the sideline suddenly called Sasuke out loud.
Sasuke turned blankly, looked at Fu Yue, and shouted, "Father, I can win!"
Fuyue's tone slowed down and said gently: "Come back, the moment's victory and defeat, can't explain anything."
With Fuyue's eyesight, it is not difficult to see that Jun Malu's strength has already exceeded the level of Zhong Ren. When he competed with Sasuke, he did not use his full strength at all. The frustrations of the age.
Listening to his father's words, Sasuke burst into tears, and suddenly filled his eyes.
Fu Yue immediately sank.
Sasuke wiped her tears, and turned to Jun Malu in Yin Ren's party and shouted, "I lost today, I will remember this account well, and I will definitely ask for it myself in the future!"
Junma Lu didn't even glance at Sasuke ~ EbookFREE.me ~ As if he didn't hear Sasuke's declaration.
Sasuke was impatient and shouted, "Three years! I will go to you in three years and win back my honor!"
Jun Malu didn't respond at all, his expression indifferent.
Back in the team of the Uchiha family, Sasuke was aggrieved, and just now the pain under the pressure of emotional excitement and pressure all broke out, making him feel a little bit upright.
Fuyue said, "Stand up!"
Sasuke straightened his waist immediately.
Fuyue went on to say: "Although I lost, today's performance is very good. It is indeed my son!"
Listening to his father's praise, Sasuke felt that all the pain in his body had disappeared. Immediately, he asked depressively: "Father, why can't my 'Ball Fire Ball' hit me?"
Fuyue's face stagnates: "Uh"