"Young people are the hope of the future."
"The older generation must trust and protect them. The sacrifice of the older generation was not meaningless. Instead, it would inspire the younger generation to become the pillars of the future.”
"These are the descriptions of the Will of Fire in my heart.”
"Putting them together is the poem I wrote.”
"Where the leaves dance, the fire will grow. The fire would continue to illuminate the village and allow the new leaves to sprout.”
"The true Will of Fire."
Every year, the new students would receive the guidance of the third generation Naruto on the first day of school.
It was said to guide the growth of the new generation.
As usual, he chattered non-stop.
However, the children below, who clearly did not understand the meaning behind it, listened with great interest.
Only Weasel, who was beside Eight Swords, had a confused look in his eyes.
He gently tugged at Eight Swords 'sleeve and whispered into his ear," Ye, didn't you tell me yesterday that if we release Fire Escape into the forest in this season, the village will be burned down as well…"
This was what Eight Swords had said yesterday when he excitedly told him that he had learned the Grand Fireball from his father and wanted to show it to his friends.
Unfortunately, he didn't release the Grand Fireball.
That's right.
The Will of Fire was a sick sentence, yet the third generation had spread his poem everywhere.
If the forest caught fire, it would not light up the village, but burn it down.
What a good comprehension ability.
Eight Swords patted Weasel's shoulder in relief." There's a problem with the metaphor, but the truth is this. Since it's a metaphor, let's make a bold guess.”
"If the leaves are compared to the forest, then what is the source of the fire?”
The source of the flames.
Weasel's eyes narrowed.
"That's right, the Uchiha Clan, the iconic Fire Clan.”
"If it was the Uchiha clan that burned the leaves, guess what will happen next.”
With a mysterious smile, the words of the eight swords left a deep mark in Weasel's heart.
The fire that burned the leaves came from Uchiha?
The young ferret clearly did not understand the deeper meaning.
His eyes were filled with confusion again.
For someone at his age who often thought from Naruto's point of view, he suddenly found it hard to accept such a forced setting.
Village, Muye.
His father sighed.
The villagers 'opinions on Uchiha.
Eight Swords didn't say anything else.
Weasel's life was full of tragedies, and those tragedies could not be changed easily.
Eight Swords did not know what the seed he left in Weasel's heart would bring.
At the very least, what Eight Swords wanted to change was the importance of the Uchiha clan and Kiba in Itachi's heart.
What could have happened for the Eight Swords Society to say such a thing?
Weasel clenched his fists and suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.
"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will stand behind you.”
Leaving behind a sentence that filled Weasel with doubt, Eight Swords leaned against the tree and closed his eyes.
To him, rather than listening to the nonsense of the third generation, he might as well immerse himself in refining the chakra.
The Chakra Refinement Technique was something he had exchanged from the system store. It was an upgraded version of the ordinary refinement technique. During the refinement process, it basically did not consume the original energy of the cells and did not harm the foundation.
Just this point alone was enough to make Eight Sword's foundation higher than other people of the same age.
Just like him, Weasel used the same type of purification technique. After all, Eight Swords was just a hypothesis. Whether Weasel's serious illness came from cell exhaustion in the later stages still needed to be verified.
It was just a refinement technique that made Weasel not so weak. It was just a gift from him to his friend.
It was no big deal.
However, perhaps due to the huge difference between the two of them and the other freshmen, the third-generation successor on the stage suddenly frowned and swept his gaze over.
The third-generation successor suddenly thought of something.
"Hehe, are the geniuses of the Uchiha clan also enrolled in this batch?”
Suddenly, he waved at Weasel kindly. The third-generation successor's eyes were filled with kindness." Come, stand beside me."”
What did the third generation lord want to do?
Shuimen, who was standing beside him, frowned.
He was very clear about the relationship between the Uchiha clan and Koba. Although it was still acceptable on the surface, it was only on the surface.
The real situation was full of contradictions.
Especially the third generation Naruto, he would never have a good impression of Uchiha's genius youth.
Then what was the point of him calling the other party up?
Shuimen was puzzled.
Weasel also couldn't understand.
But Lord Naruto's words were an order in Muye.
Even though the third generation had already abdicated, Weasel was not one of those children who could not understand the real situation.
He nodded and walked to the stage to stand beside the third-generation successor.
"I often heard Fuyue mention that he has a son that he is extremely proud of.”
The third-generation successor patted Weasel's head and said gently," When he was three years old, he followed his father to the battlefield. After he came back, his strength improved by leaps and bounds, and he even mastered the Shuriken.”
"In my opinion, in the next few years, the Ninja School will be filled with your deeds. As the strongest freshman with the most potential and even the strongest genius.”
"What do you think of the Will of Fire that I mentioned just now?”
Kill!
Don't underestimate the jealousy that arose from the praise of the children of Kinabe Village towards Naruto.
Uchiha didn't get along well with the villagers.
Uchiha's genius youth would also be envied by Naruto's praise.
This was the power of a politician's casual words.
The current Weasel clearly could not see through this layer of meaning. His face was red as he accepted the fire shadow's praise.
However, the third-generation successor had miscalculated.
He had said the wrong thing.
The shy Weasel scratched its head and shook it vigorously.
"Thank you for your praise, but"
"My apologies, Lord Naruto."
"With him around, Weasel never thought he would become the strongest freshman.”
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