Fire spitting, darts, swordsmanship...As these ninja techniques were performed, soon the entire ninja competition was pushed to the climax stage.

Next to them, when Maoer and Muto saw the ninjas fighting, they applauded repeatedly. Under the gorgeous visual impact, they seemed to have seen an extremely pleasing visual feast.

But Xia Tian's heart became colder the more she looked at it. In the end, Xia Tian's brows frowned into the character "Sichuan".

"Master of Xiatian, have you found the plum blossom ninja you are looking for?" When the game was over, Muto asked.

"No."

Xia Tian sighed helplessly: "These are not real ninjas, just flirting and embroidering skills. Many of them even use physical principles and magic. This is not real ninjas at all."

"Forget it, this is just a ninja cospl.ay. No one has the real ability."

Xia Tian's tone was full of disappointment. Although he didn't have much hope for coming here at the beginning, when he really watched the so-called game again, he felt even more disappointed.

Although he doesn't understand ninjutsu, he is a demigod, so he knows very well how many abilities these people have. It can even be said that among the more than 100 ninjas present today, eighty or ninety percent of them are not even supernatural, they are just trying to cheat bonuses.

Zhuge Honglou had told Xia Tian before that the group of plum blossom ninjas who went to Xiancheng Shihuang Mausoleum to explore the terrain were all serious masters and very proficient in earth escape, but they were definitely not comparable to these fakes.

"Let's go, I really didn't expect that the Japanese ninjas would have fallen to this level, a group of clowns."

After saying that, Xia Tian turned around in extreme disappointment and prepared to leave.

At this moment, an old man not far away moved his ears slightly. Although Xia Tian's voice was very small, he could hear it clearly.

"The boy from China, I, the Japanese ninja, cannot tolerate you trampling like this."

A voice sounded in the sky, speaking Japanese language, and Xia Tian could barely understand the meaning of this.

At the same time, Xia Tian felt that there was a sudden increase of energy flowing in the crowd.

“Huh…”

Xia Tian, ​​who was already about to leave, suddenly felt happy. He turned his head suddenly and saw a white-haired old man slowly coming out there.

"What did you say just now?"

The old man was filled with anger in his words, and it was obvious that he could not listen to Xia Tian's ridicule of the ninja just now.

"I said, your Japanese ninjutsu has declined, and you are just a group of jumping clowns."

"presumptuous."

I heard the old man growling, and then he saw a magic seal formed with both hands. In an instant, a water sword shot out from his magic seal and rushed straight to Xia Tian.

"My grass, this one has real ability." The cat next to him immediately screamed excitedly.

"Um!!!"

Xia Tian was also happy, and then shot out with a finger, instantly breaking through the other party's water sword. Then Xia Tian turned into a afterimage and moved to the old man in an instant.
Chapter completed!