Chapter 182 suffers from lack of culture

  The stubborn stone is as immovable as a mountain, and it cannot be shaken even if it is manipulated by Jiraiya infused with celestial chakra.

   Not only that, the muddy water in the swamp rose up, like vine tentacles dancing crazily.

   "Tsk tsk...it doesn't look like that."

'Yaoshidou' Jie Jie laughed strangely, rose from the swamp, came to the foothold in the center, looked at Jiraiya who jumped on the treetop, and taunted, "You are really with Orochimaru Is it the 'Konoha Sannin' that adults compare to?"

  Actually, Jiraiya's move was only lost in the report. Orochimaru was very familiar with his fighting habits, but he didn't know that "inorganic reincarnation" could manipulate all inanimate matter.

  Whether it is soil, water flow, or a mixture of the two, it is all within this range. Instead of having an impact on Orochimaru, the 'Huangquan Swamp' is a very favorable terrain advantage.

   Jiraiya's eyes were slightly fixed, he didn't take the ridicule of "Yaoshidou" seriously, and if "Konoha Sannin" really wanted to fire one, it would never be his turn.

   It is even more common for him to be taken advantage of by the other party when the information is insufficient. How could he be afraid that Pharmacist Dou would take advantage of this point? What he really needs to worry about is that the other party will run away wholeheartedly.

  Hands formed seals, a shadow clone appeared on the left and right, and Jiraiya Sannin stood in a row, breathing out fire and toad oil.

   "Senfa Goemon?"

  Oshemaru's face changed slightly, and he recognized the ninjutsu released by Jiraiya. As a companion for many years, he knew the power of this move.

   "Hey, this doesn't sound like you're asking for mercy."

   Immediately without hesitation, he plunged his hands into the swamp, arousing the muddy water first, creating a stormy sea.

  The wall of mud and water collided with it before the fire of Immortal Art fully erupted, but even so, the high temperature of thousands of degrees still easily vaporized it and burned it dry into crystals.

  The blazing flames gnawed away at the muddy area inch by inch, pressing over like a cocoon.

  Oshemaru's complexion remained unchanged, and his mental power penetrated more than a hundred meters deep underground, pulling out the metal deposit he had just sensed.

  Pieces of black stones replaced the mud and water to form a hard stone wall, lying between the water and the fire, and the flames slowed down instantly.

   Zilai was also a little surprised. I didn't expect the fairy art of this Longdi Cave to be so mysterious, not only water and soil, but even iron and stone can be manipulated.

   In this way, isn’t the other party equivalent to a blood ninja manipulating sand and iron?

   But even the magnetic escape ninja is not taken seriously by Zilai, let alone, the current competition consumes as much as he wishes.

  Silai can also see that although Yao Shidou is extremely talented, he has cultivated immortal arts at a young age, but being young certainly means that he will have a bright future, and it is also his disadvantage.

  At least in terms of chakra, this guy is far from reaching the peak, and compared with ordinary kage-level powerhouses, he is a bit reluctant.

   "Let me test your limits."

   Jiraiya's eyes froze, the chakra in the meridians flowed a little faster, and the flames rose instantly.

  The ore that Orochimaru struggled to pull out from the ground, like jelly beans, was swallowed by the fire dragon and digested into molten iron in the blink of an eye.

  Obviously such a confrontation is obviously unfavorable, but Orochimaru is still calm, throwing the ore into the flames without haste.

  In the ore, the combustibles are ignited and gasified, and the impurities and residues are peeled off to the ground, but the molten iron in the air is accumulating more and more, like a solid red wall, firmly blocking the flames outside.

  Seeing the flame being pushed back, Jiraiya finally felt something was wrong.

  Having experienced hundreds of battles and thousands of battles, he has never seen such a scene.

   While hesitating whether to stop, the molten iron suddenly turned into arrows and shot from above the flames.

   Jiraiya's pupils constricted suddenly, sensing great danger from it, he immediately stopped ninjutsu and jumped up.

   Chi Chi Chi Chi...

  The scarlet arrow hit the tree trunk and vines, only burning them into coke in an instant, and after the molten iron solidified and released a large amount of heat energy, it continued to burn everything around it as hot pig iron.

  Witnessing the consequences of being hit by the red rocket arrow, Jilai also looked dignified, but based on his combat experience, he didn't think clearly about what happened. He only knew that he seemed to be used by the opponent again.

  Young people are awesome...Ji Lai also feels in his heart.

  Actually, if Zilai also lost a move at the beginning, it was due to insufficient information, and now it is due to insufficient culture.

   But this is normal, except for special countries such as the country of craftsmen, there is also that ninja who will go out of his way to learn about blast furnace metallurgy.

   "It's a pity. If the temperature of your flame is two or three thousand degrees higher to completely vaporize this metal, I will be the one who will be in trouble."

  After the flames were burnt out, Orochimaru gathered the remaining molten iron into a ball, and the black residue condensed into a stone pillar, lifting Akahito up.

  Looking at Jiraiya with a bad face, Orochimaru smiled slightly and put his hands together. The ammunition he had accumulated with the help of Jiraiya shot out arrows one after another.

  Ordinary water arrows are limited by their weight. Except for the second-generation Mizukage Qianshou Feijian, no one can exert their power. They can only rely on the impact of a huge amount of water.

   But it is not a problem at all when mineral deposits are turned into molten iron. Even with the help of high temperature, even Zilai in immortal mode dare not be contaminated, which is more severe than any poison.

   Facing the menacing red arrow, Jiraiya clapped his hands down, and a thick earth wall rose instantly.

  The blazing high temperature hit the rock and soil, making it pitted, but the momentum was exhausted, and it failed to break through the soil layer after all.

  However, just to be on the safe side, Zilai also retreated after raising the earth wall, because he remembered that the opponent's fairy art also had the ability to control the earth.

  But seeing that the worst outcome that he imagined did not happen, Zilai also looked at the 'pharmacist's pocket' beside the red sun, and he was relieved.

  It seems that the other party is not so easy to maintain the ball of molten iron, and the distraction is lacking.

   Whoosh whoosh…

  The red arrows chased Jiraiya's figure, and sprinkled fire and high temperature in the forest. Jiraiya was forced to be a little embarrassed, but his heart calmed down instead.

  With this high-temperature molten iron, he can't rush into close quarters and use spiral pills to fight the enemy, and his good fire escape will become the opponent's help.

  Others such as the 'lion's technique' and 'water escape'... are even more incompatible.

  It would be nice to channel Ha Toad Wentai, but in this way, its safety cannot be guaranteed at all. After all, its size is too large, and it is almost a target.

   "How could that guy do this? It must be that **** Orochimaru who knows himself so well."

   Zilai also secretly hated in his heart, and after Orochimaru came back, he had to find an explanation.

  However, there are many disadvantages right now, but time is on his side. As long as the molten iron condenses or the chakra is exhausted, he can start to turn things around.

   Thanks to "Earth Calamity", "Starry Sky Rhyme", "I haven't thought of the name yet", "Book Friends 20220805020721840" and "Prepressing Lishanda" for their rewards.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)