Naruto Shikigami Aizen

"They are doubting that Brother Lan Ran hasn't died yet ..."

With the calm sound of Rope Tree slowly falling on the field, Tsuna's pupils suddenly shrank!

Suddenly she calmed down, and remained silent for a long while, her eyes narrowed so that people could not see the look under her eyes.

Rope tree gave her a faint glance at her. At this moment, Tsunade's slightly hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"The group of old guys ...... but really getting more and more ..."

"Let's go, Rope Tree, let me see what these old guys are thinking!"

Speaking of which, she suddenly raised her eyes, and her delicate and pretty face had already lost her previous playfulness and serious look.

After hearing her words, Rope Tree whispered softly.

"Well, now that you agree, sister, then my order is complete, let's go back together."

After speaking, Tsunade nodded slightly, and the two of them quickly disappeared into the forest.

...............

In the night, stars are dotted on the dark sky, illuminated by the pale moonlight.

Located in a lonely forest in Muye Village, a small figure was chopping sweat and rain under the night.

The juvenile black hair was covered with sweat and his eyes were very tough.

The silver blade shone coldly in the moonlight, held in the boy's hand, and chopped it again and again on the huge tree stump in front of him.

This action has been going on for a long time, but there is only a deep knife mark on the stump.

Every swing of the boy is exactly the same, with the same angle and continuous strength, the landing point of each swing is just the deeper dent.

"Oh!"

At this moment, it seems that the arm is already sour!

The young man's action was slightly delayed in the next slash. The blade was involuntarily cut on the stump, but it was not cut to the same position as before!

"call...."

The juvenile's breath was so tight that he couldn't help exhaling, because his body was soaked as if immersed in water for a long time.

Just then, in the dark, a hoarse voice sounded slowly.

"It looks like today's practice has ended here ... Sasuke ..."

With the emergence of the husky voice, I saw that in the misty night, in the forest not far away, a tall and wide figure slowly walked towards Sasuke.

His silver-white hair was slightly conspicuous in the moonlight, and the skin on his face looked very old. The most noticeable thing was that the cuff of one of his arms was empty.

Hearing the voice of the caller, Sasuke slowly raised his seemingly exhausted head, and a pair of slightly dim eyes could not help but glance at the caller, stubbornly slowly.

"Senior Mao ... I can still insist!"

In this regard, Shuo Mao glanced at Sasuke, whose arms were trembling gently, his voice hoarse.

"Your body can't hold it anymore, and the practice of swordsmanship must be carried out step by step. Your physical condition does not support you to do it overnight. Go back."

After speaking, I stopped talking and slowly turned towards the village.

This is the first week that Sasuke has followed Shuo Mao's practice, and the agreement with Watergate was reached before Itachi's invasion of Kobe.

After much thought, Watergate decided to let Shuo Mao, who had given up his ninja status, guide Sasuke's growth. After all, in all aspects, Shuo Mao was once an excellent ninja.

At this moment, when Sao Mao heard the words, Sasuke's eyes darkened, and he felt a little downcast.

"This practice ... does this practice really make me grow!"

I saw him bowing his head, looking a little unwillingly at his trembling arms and the white blade body. In the moonlight, the silvery white blade was so dazzling.

Hearing Sasuke's words behind him, Shuo Mao stopped his steps slowly, and turned his head slightly, his voice slowly and heavily.

"Sasuke, even if he has the excellent talents of the Uchiha family, but ... in the future battles between the enemy and ours, the most basic physical basis is to test whether a ninja can live to the end.

Speaking of this, I saw that Shuo Mao's eyes were still slightly fixed, and continued.

"In the world of ninjas, in the face of a brutal battle, the exhaustion of Chakra is a common thing. What we can do without the ability to use ninja is real shirtless combat! "

"And among them, the existence of the sword technique as an out-of-body technique is also the sharpest killing force!"

After hearing these words, Sasuke's eyes widened.

At that moment, Shuo Mao glanced deeply at him, husky.

"Sasuke, hold your knife tight!"

Hearing his words, Sasuke could not help but clenched the Taidao in his hand.

"Oh!"

A dark cold mang flashed in the night!

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, I saw Mars suddenly splashing!

Sasuke could not help but feel a pain in the palm of his hand.

He looked at Shuo Mao in the distance a bit stupidly, and Shuo Mao looked at him calmly, his voice quiet.

"You can't do even the most basic gripping knife. Why do you want to practice further?"

"If you don't lay these foundations well, even if your future moves are more gorgeous, they will just be air towers. If you encounter a real enemy, you will no longer have the opportunity to correct these errors."

After speaking, he slowly turned around and continued to walk towards the village.

In Sasuke's thoughtful eyes, in the cold night wind, Shuo Mao's hoarse voice drifted slowly.

"Go back, recover your body and come back tomorrow. Starting tomorrow, I will teach you some new skills based on the most basic knife holding. If you can learn it, it depends on you ..."

After hearing these words, Sasuke holding his palm flashed a clear vision.

He glanced at the blade on the large stump that ended his practice tonight. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and couldn't help but feel a slight glare, and then saw him slowly get up and put away the too knife, the small figure left with the cold wind Here.

Muye is on a lonely street.

Unlike the busy Yeye Night Market in the distance, this place is very simple and the lights are dim.

"Patter!" "Patter!" "Patter!"

With the sound of slow footsteps ringing on the street, I saw a white hair slowly emerge from the street corner under the illumination of the street lights.

With only one arm, he walked slowly, his face very vicissitudes.

It doesn't look like a ninja who has killed countless enemies on the battlefield, but more like an old man with a dead candle.

Just as he walked under the dim light, his footsteps paused slightly, his husky voice calmed down.

"You came?"