Uzumaki: I can compr Chapter 738: Weapon vs Creativity

Chapter 738: Weapon vs Creativity

The environnt here was too restrictive, limiting his ability. He couldn’t throw kunai all over the ground, nor could he carve seals in the sea. Moreover...

The person in front of him seed to know the secret of his improved version of Flying Thunder God Technique.

What should I do?

Minato held the kunai and took out another kunai from the tool bag. He only had the last five kunai left.

Looking at Sasori in front of him, who would not attack unless he attacked, he glanced at the large black hole on his chest and the short barrel on his back...

We must find a way to destroy it all.

But...

He wonder how resistant that thing is?

He quickly made a handprint...

Shadow Clone Technique!

Two Namikaze Minato imdiately appeared in front of him, and then...

Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique!

Suddenly...

A barrage of shurikens burst out.

Sasori frowned, watching this scene...

There are quite a lot of shurikens this ti!

And most of them are shadow clones...

He was familiar with these two ninjutsu, as they were both taught in the academy, but...

It will disappear if it touches sothing, and the suction force only changes the trajectory of the shot. The range is really too large.

But if I just ignore it, wouldn’t I be giving the yellow-haired guy in front of

a chance?

So...

Can’t hide!!

Sasori raised his hands and said calmly, "Secret Technique: Fla Prison Formation!!"

Turn on full power!

Two huge fla guns burst out from the palms of his hands.

"Bang!"

Under the flas, the shurikens in front of

kept disappearing...

However...

Sasori’s eyes suddenly widened...

"Transformation Jutsu!!"

A kunai suddenly turned into yellow hair, and then Minato threw a secret kunai behind him.

"Damn it!!"

Sasori quickly raised his flathrower and sprayed it at the secret kunai behind him.

But...

"Bang!"

Shadow Clone!!

His expression suddenly changed...

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a secret kunai appeared behind him...

"Rasengan."

Minato’s face was calm, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he held a dazzling ball in his hand and smashed it directly at the acceleration tube...