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Naruto: Mizukage Of The Mist

Translation FF Not mine Please subscribe to my p_atreon, your $1 means a lot to me I have sexual content on there p_atreon: p_atreon.com/JoyBoyTheSun My name is Yudao and I was reborn in Kirigakure. As the First Mizukage, I never wanted to get involved in a squabble between Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju. After all, they are both real cheaters. But the system thought differently, setting me the task of uniting the Shinobi world. I couldn't believe my eyes when these cheaters attacked two against one shortly after the first Five Kage Meeting! But even they were unable to kill me. So before sealing, I gave Madara and Hashirama the middle finger! Please give infinity Stones~~~~~~~

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Chapter 51

A cascade of shining lightning struck the arena!

But instead of scattering chaotically, every single lightning bolt gathered at one point, where the shining thunder sword lay.

The vast majority of the shinobi around the arena suddenly changed their faces.

They were unable to withstand such a lightning strike!

"I think we can welcome the new Swordsman of the Mist," muttered the Jounin from the Hozuki Clan under his breath, gazing at the smiling Ameyuri in front of the raging ocean of lightning.

"Hiramekarei Release: Slash!" but then a ferocious roar was heard from the very thick of the lightning, followed by a wave of concentrated chakra.

The battered Chōjūrō immediately rushed through the gap!

Ameyuri was very surprised by what she saw.

The strength of the only active Mist Swordsman was beyond her imagination!

With such thoughts, she pulled out the Thunder Sword from the wet ground and was about to continue the battle, but Chōjūrō suddenly raised his hand.

No need; you've already passed! – he said hastily.

Hearing this, Ameyuri put Kiba down with obvious regret.

"Amazing sword technique, you win!" With a sigh of relief, putting Hiramekarei behind his back, he walked up to his rival and said to Choujuro.

"No, at most it's a draw; you didn't use your sword techniques at all," Ameyuri answered excitedly.

Which made Chōjūrō helplessly shake his head.

Why are all the swordsmen of the mist, except him, of course, so warlike?

By the way, where did you manage to study the Thunder Sword Techniques? – the guy asked curiously, thinking about the kunoichi's last two attacks.

He definitely would not have fallen for his opponent's trick if he had known or at least guessed that she owned special sword techniques.

"I watched it from Raiga and learned it." Ameyuri smiled broadly in response, showing pointed teeth.

Choujuro was at first taken aback by such a simple explanation and then remembered Ringo Ameyuri's nickname in Kirigakure: Raiton's Genius!

A worthy master for the swords of thunder!

With these thoughts in mind, he stole a glance at the Jounin from the Hozuki Clan nearby, and after his nod, he led Ameyuri to the empty chairs.

"Now this place is yours," the guy said, pointing to one of them, embarrassed.

"I declare Ringo Ameyuri the master of Kiba's Thunder Swords and one of the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist!" Then, taking a step forward, the Jounin from the Hozuki Clan announced it seriously.

The crowd of Shinobi began to buzz, but no one objected.

Have you seen how cool my sister is? Haruna applauded excitedly with flaming cheeks.

"Can the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist really help Yudao-sama?" Ranmaru asked excitedly, nodding energetically in agreement.

Well, of course, the Seven Swordsmen of the Mist can help anyone because they are the most powerful! Haruna said, casting a suspicious glance at Ranmaru, who seemed unaware of the coolness of the Swordsmen of the Mist.

Meanwhile, in the arena

Immediately after the Jounin's announcement, another shinobi from the Hozuki Clan handed Chōjūrō a scroll and left.

"Some training methods and simply the experiences of past Thunder Sword masters are recorded here." And of course, there are also unique techniques that you have already tested on me. Choujuro grinned timidly and handed the scroll to Ameyuri, who was sitting next to him.

Thank you, Chōjūrō! The newly minted Swordswoman of the Mist immediately responded, lowering her flaming gaze to the scroll; she was already impatient to learn other Thunder Sword techniques!

"It's not worth it; every beginner receives a similar scroll, but it cannot be taken out of the village and must be returned after studying," Choujuro shrugged timidly.

The selection on the square continued, but no one else came close to Ameyuri's success.

The longer this went on, the darker Hozuki Clan Jounin's face became. He certainly didn't expect to find masters for all the available Swords of Mist, but just one...

And what the hell is Suigetsu doing? Why isn't he here yet?

The Hozuki clan had several good candidates, but in the end, the head chose Suigetsu as the next swordsman of the mist.

"Why hasn't he come out yet?" The Jounin gnashed his teeth while the object of his curses lay carefree on a tree branch nearby.

Suigetsu was not going to take part in the selection at all because he wanted the Kubikiribocho Decapitation Sword, and if the Jounin publicly declared him the master of another sword, this could not be changed.

In the middle of the crowd.

Ranmaru took a decisive step towards the arena.

Where are you going? Noticing this, Haruna asked.

"I'm going to become the swordsman of the mist!" The boy was a little embarrassed but still answered firmly.

"Fool, which Swordsman of the Mist are you?" The girl stuck out her tongue, looking at him like he was an idiot.

At these words, Ranmaru shook his head and continued walking towards the arena without explaining anything.

Gradually, more and more glances from onlookers gathered at the boy.

Initially, everyone mistook Ranmaru for the child of one of the shinobi who came, but he began to whisper when he walked towards the arena.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Muh-ha-ha, cool kid!"

"..."

Here and there, the ridicule of onlookers was heard.

Hearing them, the Jounin of the Hozuki Clan looked back and furrowed his brows when he noticed a child walking.

Accompanied by many glances, Ranmaru timidly walked to the center of the arena, towards the stand with the three remaining swords of the mist. After thinking for a moment, he extended his handle to the largest sword in the middle.

Shibuki's Explosive Sword!

"This is not a Shinobi playground, kid!" One of the Chuunins tried to stop him.

I'm not here to play! – Ranmaru muttered under his breath, pulling the hilt of the explosive sword. But soon the blood rushed to his childish face, and the massive sword did not even budge.

"Aha-ha-ha!"

"I'm dying with laughter!"

"..."

This led to a new wave of ridicule.

"Cursed Seal: Level One!" Ranmaru whispered, not paying attention to them.

Boom!

And immediately his tiny body began to swell by leaps and bounds, surrounded by an unusually cold and ominous chakra.

Literally in a matter of seconds, a two-meter-strong man with unrealistically flexed muscles, a real Mr. Olympia, appeared before the stunned onlookers.

Against the background of this mountain of muscles, only Ranmaru's head has not changed in any way...

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