Muye has been in office for forty-nine years.
Weitake, who had just finished school, walked quietly on the road.
He did not plan to go home directly. Instead, he wanted to go to the small forest to cultivate for a while.
Even though he had already become the first seat of the first-year ninja class.
However, his father's expectations were far more than that.
He needed to work harder.
In fact.
He was already prepared to use his shadow clone to go to school tomorrow.
This way, he could still have more time to cultivate.
They walked into the forest.
He came to the place where he usually cultivated.
Weasel put down his bag and took out a few shurikens.
He had set up targets on the surrounding trees in advance, and the positions were not very standard.
Some were hanging in the leaves, some could only be seen halfway, and some were even behind the trees.
Yes, it was.
Regular shuriken training was no longer enough for him.
Weasel also knew that his upper limit was not limited to this.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Taking a deep breath, a few shurikens flew out of his hands.
After drawing a few beautiful arcs, it accurately landed on the bullseye.
Weasel frowned.
"There's one, didn't you get it?"
Out of the nine shots, eight hit the bullseye.
But Weasel was not satisfied.
A missed target was equivalent to a surviving enemy.
On the battlefield, it was self-evident what it meant for an enemy to survive his attack.
"The control of strength still needs to be strengthened.”
Weasel quickly concluded the reason. He lowered his body and jumped a few times to the target that had escaped the net.
It was located in the middle of a thick tree, about five to six meters tall, and was extremely hidden.
Weasel stared at the target for a while and began to calculate the strength of his next attack.
"Phew!"
"Phew!"
"Phew!"
At this time, from not far away, rhythmic breathing mixed with the sound of rushing wind attracted Weasel's attention.
Weasel, who often cultivated, quickly identified the situation.
Someone was also cultivating nearby.
However, he wasn't practicing his hand-held sword technique. He was probably practicing the way of the sword or something.
A trace of doubt flashed through Weasel's eyes.
This forest belonged to Uchiha.
However, the Uchiha clan had many training grounds, so very few people came to the forest to train.
He wanted peace and quiet, and also to prepare for his future clone to teach his main body and cultivate.
However, he didn't expect that there would be others here.
This made Weasel curious.
"Say hello."
After hesitating for a moment, Weasel made a decision.
Although it might be a little rude to do so.
However, considering his future cultivation, he felt that it was necessary to understand it.
After all, the word intelligence was also a topic in the ninja's cultivation.
Following the voice.
The ferret's young body flickered a few times and soon arrived at its destination.
He did not show himself.
Instead, he hid among the leaves and quietly sized it up.
His guess was right.
There was indeed someone practicing Sword Dao, and it was the most basic slash.
However, it was a girl.
She was also about five or six years old. She wore a long dress and her long hair was tied into a clean ponytail. Every time she swung her sword, the ponytail would dance in the wind.
Weasel's gaze unconsciously lingered on the dishonest hair for a moment.
But soon, his gaze fell on the knife in the girl's hand.
It was obvious that the girl was a newbie.
However, the girl didn't use the wooden sword that was used by newbies.
Instead, it was an extremely simple and unadorned long saber that carried a hint of elegance.
This made Weasel curious.
"He should be someone who doesn't want to disappoint his elders."
Weasel sighed silently.
He understood this feeling all too well.
His father's expectations were like a mountain, encouraging him to move forward, but also giving him great pressure.
If he wanted to obtain his father's approval, ordinary cultivation would definitely not be able to do it.
Therefore, he chose such a deserted forest to undergo high-intensity training that should not be done at his age.
" Who is it?!"
Suddenly.
The girl who was trying her best to swing her sword seemed to have sensed something and suddenly looked in the direction where the ferret was hiding.
Weasel, who had mixed feelings, was shocked.
Was his perception that sharp?
However, he did not panic.
Instead, he jumped down from the tree.
"Hello, my name is Uchiha Weasel, and I happen to be cultivating nearby.”
"I'm sorry to have disturbed you."
Weasel said sincerely.
It was indeed his fault for disturbing others 'cultivation.
However, he also saw the girl's face clearly.
Her lips were red, her teeth were white, and her eyebrows were slightly raised. There was a hint of doubt in her wariness, but there was no nervousness to speak of.
On the contrary, his gaze gradually became strange.
"You are Uchiha Weasel?"
The young girl asked with a frown.
Her voice was very ethereal, unlike the crisp voice of an ordinary girl, but it had a different flavor.
Weasel quickly nodded." Yes."
"Do you know me?"
The girl frowned.
He didn't answer directly, but he said something that Weasel would never understand in his entire life.
"F * ck you!"
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