Betrayal Has a Terrible Start.

"No way, this is the leader's order." Itachi sighed, then looked at Didara, and asked, "Let's just ask, you were expelled by Yan Yin because you caused a terrorist explosion in the village, and you did not hesitate to become a traitor. And then unrepentantly causing bomb attacks in neighboring countries, what is the reason for doing so?"

"Reason? What is the reason for appreciating art?"

"Art? Are those ridiculous explosives of yours? That kind of thing deserves to be called art?" Scorpion laughed coldly at this moment.

Hearing Scorpion's refutation and disregard for his art, Didara felt angry and argued: "What are you arrogant? Are you questioning my ability to appreciate art? Art is an explosion, a beauty that withers in an instant .Yes, explosions are art, and fleeting beauty is the real art."

Having said that, Didala began to chatter and become proud, as if not allowing others to question his loyalty to art.

"Nonsense. Eternity is art. Momentary beauty is too short. It's not art at all, it's just a simple explosion." Scorpion took a step forward and retorted loudly.

"I've said it all, explosions are art. Are you looking down on my art? If you can't even appreciate my art, are you worthy of being called an artist? An artist who doesn't understand explosions is not an artist at all."

Didara expressed his point of view with a very excited tone.

"Kill you! Brat!"

"You don't look much older than me, you third-rate artist." Didara smiled sarcastically.

……

Seeing the argument between Xie and Didala, Fei He and Itachi looked at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

If these two guys keep arguing, it is estimated that it will be impossible to calm down by tomorrow morning.

"Since this is the case, how about joining our organization and slowly discussing art?" Fei He suggested.

Didala sneered: "I don't think this organization that even third-rate artists absorb is in line with my aesthetics. Get out, or I will make you dedicate yourself to art."

"Then there is no other way, let me do it quickly." Itachi stood up, and Sangouyu Shulunyan looked directly at Didala.

"Brilliant confidence. But, soon enough you'll know I'm pretty good at art. Hmm."

A human mouth appeared in Didara's right hand, and a white clay spider spit out from it. With his left hand behind his back, the white clay spider jumped up from the palm of his right hand and rushed towards the weasel at an extremely fast speed.

Crimson Crane, Weasel and Scorpion all flashed back at the same time.

With a bang, it exploded between the two sides, the Buddha statue in the room shook, and a huge deep pit appeared on the ground.

"It seems that the thing made of white clay is an explosive, and the bomb has the effect of sniping the enemy." Itachi said calmly.

"My explosion is an art that transcends everything, come and feel my sublime aesthetics. Don't worry, I will solve you in an instant. Hmm."

Didara smiled triumphantly, let out a drink, and formed a mudra with one hand.

Itachi couldn't dodge in time, and under his feet a tiny white clay spider as long as a finger, after Didara's imprint, instantly became as tall as an adult, and quickly rolled up Itachi's body, unable to break free.

"In this way, I win."

It was about to detonate the big clay spider. Under such a personal explosion, unless it had a body like steel, it would be difficult to survive.

Suddenly, Didara sensed something was wrong, and his body... couldn't move.

And the clay spider that rolled up Itachi disappeared without knowing when, staring at him with a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Is this...an illusion? When?"

Didara saw the big clay spider wrapped around his body, and cold sweat dripped down his face. If it had been detonated just now, he probably would have dedicated himself to art now.

A kind of humiliation and anger arose in my heart.

Damn, I was tricked.

"It seems that he is an inexperienced brat. He doesn't even have too much vigilance on Sharingan. He is as pure as a blank sheet of paper. He was calculated from the very beginning. It's a ridiculous instant art."

Xie sneered and mocked, but he still remembered the other party's comment about a third-rate artist.

As he said that, Scorpion raised his right hand, and there were a few clicks, his palm twisted, and it turned into an extremely precise metal cannon barrel, a blue light source of destructive power, as if something was about to be ejected from it.

"This is the real end, exploding brat. Enjoy your momentary aesthetics in hell. Go to hell."

"Wait, Scorpion."

Before the scorpion could move, Fei He stretched out his hand to stop him.

"what happened?"

"Xiao is in urgent need of manpower. He possesses excellent abilities, but his shortcoming lies in his lack of combat experience. As long as he is honed, he can become a powerful combat force."

"Cut." Scorpion's right arm, which had turned into a metal cannon barrel, returned to its original state, and said to Didara, "It's your fate. To be honest, your explosion art is really not very good."

(PS: Didara was only 12 years old when he joined Xiao...)

Chapter 140 The Artist of Momentary Aesthetics

In the dilapidated temple, Didara wore a black-bottomed red cloud robe, which was custom-made in advance according to his height. It can be seen that the Xiao organization's recruitment of him seems to be firm and will succeed.

"Let me tell you first, I will never give up pursuing my own art."

Didala looked at the three of them with an uneasy expression at the moment, expressing his firm will for the art of explosion.

"It's up to you, but since you joined Akatsuki, you have to work hard for the goals of the organization. I'll talk about it with you later. How to pursue art is your own business, and Akatsuki won't take care of it."

"This is the best. Hmm." Didara's expression softened a little, then pointed to Itachi, and said, "And you, don't use illusions on me every now and then."

Itachi nodded and replied, "Don't worry, we are companions now, and I won't use illusions on you anymore."

"Tch, it's really unconvincing." Didara muttered.