Red sand dust

Maybe Daimaru is overthinking, "random matching", it's not strange to meet anyone, it just makes Daimaru have some bad associations.

"Are you ready?"

Moonlight Hayate, who seemed a little out of breath when speaking, looked at Rock Lee who couldn't wait and Daimaru who had a smile on his lips.

"No doubt! Then...start!"

boom……

Both feet kicked the ground vigorously, making a dull roar, and a whip kick came from the side and behind. Daimaru turned sideways and lowered his head to avoid it, and then stretched out his arm to block the flying kick from the other leg.

"What a lot of strength. 』

Taking advantage of Daimaru's strength to retreat, he did a backflip, widened the distance, and dodged the incoming punches.

"The speed is very fast, and every blow is powerful and heavy. Even if you can block it, it will consume a lot of energy and chakra. Your physical skills... are very good!"

If Daimaru hadn't been slacking off as well, having developed a body as strong as steel since he was a child, Locke Lee would have been able to make a mess of himself with just a few direct attacks in different directions.

"This has just begun, and the passion of youth has not yet begun to burn! I hope you can hold on a little longer, otherwise, it won't be enough for me to warm up."

"Am I so unworthy of you taking me seriously?"

Daimaru sneered,

"You really think of me as an idiot who only knows how to play tricks? I'm just playing with you..."

The Temari doll sitting on its right shoulder stood up, Daimaru formed a seal with his hands, and the chakra sank into the ground along his feet. The ground was broken by the purple one not long ago, and a cloud of yellow-brown sand rose up.

"What is that idiot doing?"

Temari frowned;

"It is better to use Sand Ninjutsu in this environment than to use Puppetry Technique..."

The ground indoors is not like the outdoors, and it is even less comparable to the environment in the Land of Wind. Daimaru is not like Gaara carrying a large gourd of sand on his back.

Kankuro was also a little confused:

"Although the puppet master is at a disadvantage in challenging the taijutsu ninja head-on, it is not completely impossible. It may be that Daimaru does not have confidence in his puppet..."

Judging from the whistling sound caused by Rock Lee's fists and kicks, it was clear that ordinary puppets could not withstand a few twists and turns.

Most of the materials used for the puppets in Daimaru's hands were exchanged from Kankuro's hands. Even if Daimaru's puppet-making skills were superb, the upper limit was too low.

Sure enough, Daimaru had no intention of entangling Rock Lee with his puppet. The sand turned into a curtain wall, wrapped himself up, and then exploded quickly, turning into more than a dozen identical figures.

"Sand clone... no, there is also the art of sand clothing!"

Ma Ji knew very well that Daimaru's Sand Ninjutsu was not for attack, but for defense and confusion.

The sand clone is a purely defensive clone and cannot even perfectly simulate the original body, so Daimaru simply uses the sand cloak technique to disguise the original body as the sand clone.

"Clones? This is of no use to me. I just need to destroy them all."

Rock Lee still rushed towards the sand clone on the edge as usual, and the wind of the fist whizzed past, shattering the sand clone's arm.

Unfortunately, the sand clone did not disappear after being attacked like the shadow clone. The slight damage was being recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the other arm was grabbing Locke Lee's arm as if it was not affected at all, letting The futile thick eyebrow had to retreat quickly.

"I don't mean to look down on you as a taijutsu ninja who doesn't know ninjutsu or genjutsu, but I know ninjutsu, why shouldn't I use it?"

Daimaru's chuckles came from all directions, making it impossible for Rock Lee to judge the opponent's position.

"A small skill and a burning blood can break through all difficulties, just watch!"

Rock Lee, who accelerated again, rushed towards the encirclement of the sand clones not far away, and danced in the attack of more than a dozen pairs of sand arms. One after another, Daimaru's sand clones were scattered, and its recovery speed could not keep up with the destruction. speed.

"Thick eyebrows, come on!"

Uzumaki Naruto, who was also a backward student and somewhat felt the same way, shouted loudly to encourage Rock Lee.

None of the Suna ninja compatriots made any noise and quietly watched the performance below.

"Be quiet and don't affect the game!"

Haruno Sakura held back the shouting Uzumaki Naruto, and Hatake Kakashi glanced helplessly at his uneasy subordinate.

As a companion, Hinata Neji calmly watched Rock Lee fall into a disadvantage, while Metkai had no expression on his face and suddenly asked Hatake Kakashi:

"My lifelong rival, from your perspective as a Konoha technician, is that Sand Ninja really a puppet master?"

"Why did you ask so?"

Hatake Kakashi replied,

"Isn't this what all puppet masters do when they hide their true bodies and wait for opportunities to attack? But..."

Hatake Kakashi hesitated, smiled and shook his head.

"It seems you have noticed it too! Xiao Li is in trouble. If you treat that sand ninja as just a puppet master, you will suffer big losses."

Konoha ninjas who have been on the battlefield have basically seen puppet masters. Puppet masters are known as the gods of death on the battlefield. Their fighting styles are quite strange. Although they do not neglect the basic abilities of taijutsu, illusion and ninjutsu, their main attack direction is Or puppeteering and making puppets.

However, Daimaru's combat mode has marginalized the role of puppets a lot. On the contrary, he is too clever in Taijutsu and Ninjutsu. It is obviously not a temporary move, and his tactical connection is quite skillful. This is not what a puppet master should have. Performance.

Sure enough, when Rock Lee, who was acting vigorous and vigorous, punched the approaching sand clone, he somehow missed the air, and then fell to the ground as if he was hit in the back by something.

"what happened?"

Locke Li, who turned over and stood up quickly, looked warily at the sand clones coming around him.

"It should have been a hit just now."

boom……

There was another heavy punch of sand. Locke Lee blocked it subconsciously and whipped his leg back. The kick hit the empty air, but it seemed to hit something, making a dull sound.

Snapped……

The thick eyebrows were confused, but something unexpectedly hit him in the face, and he flew back again.

"Is it an illusion?"

Rock Lee stood up again, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and solemnly patted his dazed head.

"No, the feeling just now was definitely not fake."

Locke Lee, who realized that his eyes could not be trusted, relied on his intuition and was wary of the invisible attack. He stepped back step by step, then jumped onto the sculpture with his hands on the side of the field, and took a hard breath.

"Invisible attack?"

No matter how strong the attack is, if you can't hit the enemy, you can only get beaten. This is really too passive.

There is no doubt about the power of physical skills. If pure power can disintegrate all small means, all problems will naturally be solved, but the current Rock Lee is not that powerful yet.