Chapter 127 Sarutobi Hiruzen: If you want to touch the Daimyo, you have to step over my dead body! Namikaze Mirai: Okay.

Under the guidance of Namikaze Mirai, Konoha began pre-war mobilization.

A large number of Konoha's combat forces gathered under his command and gathered in front of Konoha Village, waiting for the moment to set off.

Just as Namikaze Mirai was about to give the order.

A figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of Konoha Village and used his body to block the setting off ninja troops.

Those ninjas who were preparing to move forward were surprised after seeing the other party clearly.

"Sandaime? Why is he here?"

“Still with the same expression.”

Sarutobi Hiruzen's face turned pale and his eyes stopped on Namikaze Mirai.

Namikaze Mirai's expression did not fluctuate, as if she had already guessed that he would come.

"Godaime, please tell me, where are you planning to go?"

Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger in his heart, Sarutobi Hiruzen asked with a voice almost gritting his teeth.

He did not call Namikaze Mirai by her name, but used the title "Gandaime".

Used to remind Namikaze of his future identity.

"Third generation, I think you should know clearly!"

Namikaze Mirai looked at him with interest.

"I understand." Sarutobi Hiruzen took a breath.

His eyes gradually turned cold. "It is precisely because I know this that I absolutely cannot tolerate you taking Konoha down a path of no return. Killing the daimyo and subverting the one country, one village system, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Times have changed, Sandaime."

Namikaze Mirai replied in a rather calm tone.

"If a person is stubborn and cannot adapt to the changes of the times, he will become a victim of the times. Even if I don't create a new system, someone else will create a new system one day in the future."

"If that's the case! Then why can't I be the founder?"

Listening to his words, Sarutobi Hiruzen fell silent.

It’s not that he agrees with Namikaze Mirai, but he already knows that he can’t make Namikaze Mirai give up with words.

He represents more than just himself.

But all the old generation ninja forces in Konoha.

Having experienced too much turmoil when they were young, all they pursue in the twilight of their lives is stability.

Namikaze's future subversive behavior is destroying this stability.

Sarutobi Hiruzen knew that he had to take some action to inspire the power of the older generation.

He took a deep breath.

His eyes became firmer.

"Having said that, I cannot agree with your philosophy. As the Third Hokage, I will never allow you to lead the village into an irreparable situation!"

He bit his finger and slammed it on the ground.

The white mist dissipated, and the body of the ape demon emerged.

When he saw the situation on the opposite side, he was stunned.

"Hey! Sarutobi, what are you doing?"

"Aren't these people all Konoha's ninjas? Why are they so tense?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked bitter.

"To be precise, it should be a struggle of ideas!"

idea?

The ape demon's expression was stiff.

"I really don't understand what kind of ideological struggle you, the ninjas of Konoha, have that would cause an old Hokage like you to fight against the ninjas of the village."

"Don't say so much." Sarutobi Hiruzen said solemnly, "Transform first!"

"it is good!"

boom!
The ape demon, which was in the form of a monkey in the previous second, changed into a thick golden hoop in the white mist.

Holding the heavy golden cudgel in his hand, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt a little more confident.

Looking towards the future of Namikaze, with burning eyes!

"Come on! Godaime, if you really want to kill the Daimyo, just step over my dead body!"

The blood in the body, which had been gradually cooling down due to age, began to boil with the words just now, as if I had returned to my youth!

Yes!

This is the destiny of Hokage!

Use your last bit of sincerity and passion to transform them all into strength for this battle!
Whoosh!
Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes blurred, and Namikaze Mirai appeared in front of him in an instant, extending his right palm towards him.

"So fast!"

The passion that had risen just a second ago disappeared completely, leaving only deep fear and panic.

He used all his strength to raise the golden cudgel in his hand to block.

Clang!
Namikaze Mirai's palm hit the body of the golden cudgel.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Sarutobi, what are you doing?!"

The ape demon that transformed into a golden cudgel let out a cry of pain and was almost broken.

However, Sarutobi Hiruzen did not have the energy to reply to him. At this moment, his face was terrified and his body flew backwards in the violent impact. His forearm was almost broken and made a creaking sound.

Namikaze Mirai remained expressionless and continued to charge forward.

Sarutobi Hiruzen was horrified.

"Wait! I was wrong! I was just joking...Ah!"

The huge force coming from his throat prevented him from even finishing his words.

His whole face turned red like a tomato, and Namikaze Mirai grabbed his throat and lifted him up from the ground like a chicken, with his feet hanging in the air.

Complete defeat!

It can't even be called a complete battle.

The entire battle process took less than a few seconds.

Many of the Konoha ninjas behind Namikaze Mirai almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

Those with better psychological quality also showed contemptuous expressions.

The more fiercely they shouted before the war, the more severe the beatings they would suffer during the war.

This retired Third Hokage demonstrated with his strength what it means to not do anything and not die.

Many of the older generation ninjas in the village who were watching this scene turned their heads away in shame, unable to bear to watch.

They had originally hoped that Sarutobi Hiruzen would be able to shoulder the dignity of their older generation of ninjas.

Give these troublesome young people a good scolding.

Now it seems that times have really changed.

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who was known as the strongest Hokage, didn't even last a single round before he was easily grabbed by the throat by Namikaze Mirai and lifted up like a chicken.

"What a joke! What a joke!"

An old generation ninja with gray hair on his temples closed the window indignantly. If he continued to watch, his remaining life might be suffocated by anger.

Never mind, these young people, let them do whatever they want!
Sarutobi Hiruzen, who had his throat pinched by Namikaze Mirai, seemed to hear his own neck wailing under the force of the five fingers that were as strong as steel.

With just the slightest pressure, his neck would break like a rotten branch.

When the ape demon saw this scene, his heart tightened and he prepared to rescue.

Suddenly a big hand reached down, grabbed him who had turned into a golden hoop, and squeezed him hard.

boom!
"hateful!"

The ape demon couldn't bear the severe pain and was crushed to pieces. His spiritualism was cancelled and he turned into white smoke and disappeared.

Sarutobi, I can't save you, so you'd better wish for the best!
Really, why did I mess with this guy!

Sarutobi, are you getting senile?
The voice that Enma spoke before he released his summons reached Sarutobi Hiruzen's ears, causing an instant of unspeakable bitterness and regret in his eyes.

Ruined!
Is it possible that I am going to die here?

To die in such a humiliating way.

His neck was broken by the Hokage, who was two generations older than him, in front of countless ninjas in the village.

This way of dying is probably unique among all the Hokage!
(End of this chapter)