The Talent of Konoha

There was wind in his ears, and Saitama knew it was another ninja without turning his head.

The left hand turned into a palm, and a sizzling electric current burst out from it, pinching the ankle that was attacking his head.

Chapter 241 Combat

Crackling, a series of sounds began to sound from Saitama's body.

The blue-white electric arc was continuously transmitted on Saitama's hands, coating him with a layer of fantasy.

The left hand pinched the enemy's ankle, and his body moved sideways in an instant, while the right hand, which was facing the enemy, also retracted along the way.

The attacks of these two enemies arrived instantly, in no particular order.

And Saitama's response was equally fast, directly breaking the enemy's joint attack.

After borrowing his strength, he fled to the side and opened the distance.

The body twisted in mid-air and stepped on the solid ground.

It's just two jounin, Qiyu felt that he had to solve it quickly.

After standing still, he turned his head and saw Orochimaru standing outside the battle circle with his arms crossed.

The cloud is calm and the wind is light, and it has nothing to do with him. It may be the Orochimaru at this time.

"Fix it quickly and prepare to leave!"

Orochimaru's gaze swept across to the other side, and those Iwanin who were timid and didn't know how to participate in the battle group said slowly.

In his golden vertical pupils, indifferent emotions flashed, like a poisonous snake seeing a prey that has no resistance.

"Ha ha…"

Qiyu pursed his lips slightly, knowing that he was procrastinating in the fight, which made Orochimaru feel upset.

With one step, a circle of black footprints appeared on the ground, and the body rushed directly towards the two enemies.

After the two Yannin failed to attack together, they did not continue to pursue, but retreated quickly, and retreated to the front of the crowd.

"Earth Dun-Earth Dragon!"

"Earth escape-rock fall"

"Earth escape - stone attack!"

"Tu Dun-Huangquan Swamp!"

……

Once the formation was established, they used ninjutsu that could be used directly towards Saitama.

More than ten people, doing their best, with red eyes.

Open Sharingan, Saitama is equivalent to opening the plug-in.

For him, the trajectories of those ninjutsu are very simple, going straight and easy to dodge.

First step off the ground to avoid the muddy ground to prevent the body from being blocked.

Afterwards, he made some subtle movement adjustments in mid-air, and avoided most of the ninjutsu attacks.

Looking at a huge brown rock that was smashing towards his face, Saitama was expressionless. On his right hand, a white fluorescent light flashed, and then he drew a big horizontal line in front of him.

With a click, the ninjutsu rock cracked, and Saitama just continued to move forward through the gap between the broken stones.

"Damn! Continue ninjutsu attacks!"

A senior ninja had a calm voice, but in the next second, he was like a duck whose throat was choked, and could only make a hoarse sound.

Because Qiyu had already come in front of him, pinched his throat with his left hand, and lifted him up.

Since most of the ninjas in Yanyin Village belong to the short and stocky ranks, Saitama has a height advantage.

On the arm, the current spread along the contact point to the enemy's body, paralyzing his movements for a moment, making him unable to resist Saitama.

"careful!"

Before the ninja next to him had time to remind him, he saw his companion fall into Saitama's hands.

He made a mudra with his right hand, and the rich chakra began to fluctuate.

"Let him go!"

He yelled loudly while pointing his finger at Saitama threateningly.

And behind him, several earthen guns began to rise slowly.

"Ho ho..." Seeing the enemy in his hand start to roll his eyes and struggle feebly, the corner of Saitama's mouth twitched.

Due to the strong force and electric current in his hand, the enemy's breathing is not smooth and his body is weak, so it is difficult to resist him.

"Ha ha…"

Raising his right hand, a white condensed current flashed across it.

A red silk thread appeared on the enemy's chest, and the clothes there also broke a long and narrow gap.

As soon as the hand was released, the enemy's still struggling body fell to the ground.