The Comprehensive Journey of Seeing the Eyes of the Ancients

"This is a ninja kit."

After Yang Lei changed the weight-bearing equipment, Asma handed over another small bag, which was the ninja kit for ninja gear.

I saw that the ninja bag was not big, only about the size of two palms, but there was a lot of space inside. According to Asma's professor Yang Lei, he figured out that the largest ninja bag can be put in Kunwu, and the one next to it is slightly smaller. Some can put shuriken. As for the other small squares, it depends on Yang Lei's own mind. You can put some smoke bombs, or detonating talismans and military ration pills, or some required scrolls.

"Let's go."

The purpose of coming to the grocery store was over. Asma called Yang Lei to get up and walked outside. Under Asma's leadership, they walked through the streets and alleys, and finally came to a destination that Yang Lei was more familiar with. It was the blacksmith shop.

For ninjas, the most important ninja tools are the kunai and the shuriken.

A ninja is different from a swordsman or a swordsman. The ninja that first appeared was actually a profession whose main purpose was assassination. Therefore, the ninja's weapons were really convenient.

Kuwu's long sword is short, even the shortest short sword is longer than Kuwu, which makes it more convenient to carry.

In short, whether it is frontal combat, assassination, or long-range throwing, Kunai and shuriken are really important to ninjas.

Therefore, Asma chose the blacksmith shop as the second destination.

"Uncle."

Coming to the blacksmith shop, this time, Yang Lei greeted the boss before Asma.

Asma at the back smiled without saying a word. He knew that Yang Lei had been acquainted with the boss over the years. Otherwise, how did his heavy-duty lead and iron come from?

"It turned out to be Xiao Yang Lei."

The boss replied with a smile, then looked at Asma, and said proactively, "Lord Asma, your order has been delivered to the address you agreed."

"I see."

Asma nodded, pointed to the various weapons in the room, and said, "Yang Lei, in addition to fifty kunai and one hundred shuriken, I can give you a weapon, how about it? Do you want to play handsome with a long knife?"

Yang Lei was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had been self-indulgent before?Are those special kunai ordered by Asma not for him, but for others?

But it's not right. For now, it seems that the entire Konoha Village seems to be the only one who has learned the art of flying thunder gods, right?

At least on the surface, this is true, as for whether there are people in the dark, I don't know.

But even if there are still a lot of people secretly who know how to fly the Thunder God, it stands to reason that Asma doesn't have to give gifts to others today, right?

Or, that box of special kunai has already been sent to his home. After all, the boss has already said that he has already delivered the things that Asma ordered.

But it's not right, Asma doesn't have the key to his house, because this unscrupulous uncle is too lazy to climb the stairs, and has developed the habit of walking through the window over the years, so he didn't give him the key, who will receive it if it is delivered. ah?

Confused in his heart, Yang Lei didn't come back to his senses until Asma asked again. After hearing what he said, he quickly put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, and nodded straight with his eyes shining, but what made him a little depressed was: "Asma Uncle Ma, but I don't know how to use swordsmanship."

"Haha."

Asma couldn't help laughing loudly. He was just joking before, but he didn't expect Yang Lei to actually have such a plan. That's all. If he wants to be cool, just buy him one.

"Boss, bring a tachi."

"okay."

The boss responded, and quickly followed Asma's instructions, took a four-foot long sword from the shelf and handed it to Yang Lei.

"Is it a bit long?"

Yang Lei is only twelve years old now, and his height is a little over [-] meters, and the four-foot-long Taidao in his hand is about [-] meters long. Do you think it is long?

"Nope."

Asma pointed out: "You are still young. If you start practicing swordsmanship from now on, when you grow up, you must choose a longer sword. Now it's good to practice with this sword."

"That is to say," Yang Lei muttered: "Are you planning to let me develop on the big sword?"

There are different sizes of Taidao. Among them, the small sword is less than three feet, and the big sword is more than five feet. For example, the four-foot sword in Yang Lei's hand is only called the Taidao, otherwise it can't be called the middle Taidao.

According to Asma, if Yang Lei gradually lengthened the length of the sword in his hand as his height grew, he would definitely become a swordsman of the sword when he grew up.

"One inch long and one inch strong."

Asma taught Yang Lei like this, and at the same time took out the weapons pinned to his waist, and saw that they were two weird weapons that looked like they were pointing tigers, but there were two short-edged weapons under the pointing tigers.

"This is my weapon."

Asma handed the two short blades in his hand to Yang Lei and said: "The name is called Chakra knife, as the name suggests, I can attach my chakra to it to increase damage, but because it is too short, it is more often used. I used it as a kunai."

Speaking of this, Asma's tone was unavoidable to complain, but he had such a powerful weapon but was used as a kunai because of a too short relationship, and he could be thrown at any time, which really made him a little uncomfortable.

If this was a little longer, he would be able to use it to fight the enemy more freely.

"Hey."

Yang Lei just glanced at it and handed back the short blade in his hand, and asked a little puzzled: "Uncle Asma, you have to be short every inch because the weapon is too short, what is the difference between what I practiced with me? Is it the same?"

"If I also get a shorter magic weapon, then I will definitely develop to the shorter blade."

Saying that, Yang Lei waved the sword in his hand with a sheath, shook his head, and said to the boss, "Uncle boss, this sword is too long, I can't use it now, you can help me change it."

"Ok."

The boss nodded and exchanged a knife for Yang Lei. It was a slender straight knife three feet three inches long.

"Is this Tang Dao?"

Yang Lei's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed inwardly.