The spring sun was getting warmer.
However, the hidden undercurrents made the atmosphere in the village slightly depressed.
For example, the children who were still missing one after another.
There were also rumors that Yu Zhibo's clan's guards had captured an innocent passerby.
But were the passersby really innocent?
If they really didn't do anything wrong, why would the guards arrest them?
What the villagers saw and heard was what others wanted them to hear and spread.
That was all.
The contradictions and conflicts would slowly expand under the oppressive atmosphere.
It had been a week since the start of the Ninja School.
The students had already adapted to their new life.
Just as Eight Swords and Weasel had expected, the matter of them using the shadow clone to teach the class went quite smoothly.
During the day, he would sweat profusely on the training ground. At night, he would sit under the starry sky and chat with Itachi. He would also go to the hot spring to promote his friendship.
The eight swords 'lives became exceptionally regular.
The only difference was…
His strength was steadily growing every day.
The first template of the King of Normal Chop, the complete version of Wooden Sword Eight from the Death God World, had reached 7% of its unlocking progress!
There was still 3% of progress left before accepting the next template.
The next activation of the normal attack characteristic would arrive when the second template reached 5%.
The eight swords were looking forward to this.
The normal attack characteristic was not unique!
The daily mission didn't change much. With 2000 slashes a day, Eight Swords had completely adapted to this training method.
He didn't take Orochimaru's words about spying on the Eight Swords seriously.
The days continued.
Uchiha Clan.
In the cherry blossom forest outside the Patriarch's house, a few figures sat around a round table.
The vernal equinox was the most suitable time to appreciate the cherry blossoms.
He vaguely remembered that the last time he came, these cherry blossoms were still budding, but now they had completely bloomed.
This scene was something that the Eight Swords had never seen in his previous life.
The cherry blossoms were beautiful.
He leaned against the tree and drank a mouthful of Erguotou. It was a different kind of enjoyment.
"I don't know why, but your friend gives me a very free and easy feeling.”
There were a few people sitting around the round table.
The young man who spoke looked a little unfamiliar.
He had the round nose of a Uchiha teenager, wore a dark high-collared short-sleeved shirt, triangular protective gear, and pants of the same color. He had leggings on his legs and carried a small katana on his back.
His name was Uchiha Seizumi.
Zhishui.
Heart as still as water.
However, his personality was completely different from his name.
This was the second young man from the Uchiha clan who was still alive and well.
He had just returned from the battlefield.
Although it was a battlefield, he might not necessarily hurt anyone.
With just a glance, Qing, who was at the border of the Hidden Fog Village, gave up on the mission of Instant Body Still Water.
His illusions had reached a certain level.
Weasel didn't say anything. He couldn't learn the temperament of Eight Swords.
However, this did not stop him from introducing his best friend to his mentor.
There were two Uchiha and a young man with a different surname.
Of course, there were two quiet girls beside them.
Uchiha Izumi and Umeki Xiyan.
Just like the reason why Eight Swords had come here, Uzuki Xiyan had received an invitation from Izumi to come to the Uchiha clan to admire the cherry blossoms.
Xiyan was a little restrained.
After all, this was her first time visiting Uchiha's clan.
However, after interacting with Izumi for so long, she had some doubts.
She didn't see the arrogance and rudeness of the Uchiha clan in this place.
Just based on the arrogance of a certain person directly denying a clan, this kind of rumor sounded a little careless.
She did not know.
He quietly watched the cherry blossoms as he drank his tea. At the same time, he used the corner of his eye to look at the young man under the cherry blossoms.
Now, she felt a trace of satisfaction in her heart.
"Want a sip?"
Stretching his back, Eight Swords sat down beside Zhi Shui and handed over his wine gourd with some admiration in his eyes.
Uchiha Still Water.
A cheerful young man.
The descendant of the Uchiha Mirror.
The Bie Tianshen who possessed the strongest illusion technique.
"That…"
Looking at the wine gourd in front of him, the corner of Zhi Shui's mouth twitched.
He had never expected that the first thing this ferret would say to his best friend would be this.
"Drink it, Zhishui."
Weasel patted Zhi Shui's shoulder, revealing a strong affirmation and encouragement in his eyes.
There were some things that he couldn't say.
He understood that Eight Swords was the kind of man who used actions to express his attitude.
The wine that was handed over represented friendship.
If you drink it today, you'll know each other.
If I invite you again in the future, it means that I acknowledge your existence.
A very simple and crude person.
Even his personality was the same as his moves, and he was just as straightforward.
After a few seconds of silence.
Zhi Shui smiled, took the wine gourd, raised his neck, and took a big gulp.
Without a doubt, the strong spiciness of the Erguotou made his throat burn.
"I heard that your swordsmanship is not bad!"
Putting down the wine gourd and panting heavily, Zhishui stared straight at the eight swords.
A swordsmanship that made Weasel admire!
He really wanted to take a look.
"Come! Let's fight!"
Still intoxicated, Zhishui pulled out his kodachi and walked under the cherry blossom tree.
……
Where are the flowers (slamming the table), not even one (crying)
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