"Weasel, you're too much."
In the same morning, in the Uchiha clan's territory, in the patriarch's courtyard.
The atmosphere was clearly not harmonious.
Weasel sat on the ground and didn't say a word, accepting his father's lecture.
But the stubbornness on his face showed that he thought he did the right thing.
Even if it was his parents 'blame, he could still bear it because of the word' friend'.
After drinking that mouthful of wine, he and the Eight Swords became true friends.
However, he had clearly underestimated the strength of Erguotou. He had wanted to sneak back to find a mouthful of water to drink, but he had fallen asleep in the living room.
He had slept until now.
The alcohol was strong, but the taste left a lingering aftertaste.
Nothing else.
It had been a long time since his father brought him back from the battlefield.
That was really satisfying.
She didn't want to think about how happy it was to be able to stand there.
Even when I sleep, it's so peaceful
He wouldn't wake up from thinking about the meaning of life.
He would also not think about why his father's eyes were flickering as he looked at the village.
He couldn't even hear the people outside talking about the Uchiha Clan.
He couldn't explain all of this to his father.
The only thing she could do was to shoulder her father's blame.
However, it was better to drink less in the future.
Weasel knew this.
"Alright, this matter is over. I have something else to ask you today.”
The anger on Fu Yue's face gradually disappeared as he looked at his silent son.
His wife was still pregnant, so there was no need to blame his son in front of her.
"The Ninja Academy is about to start a new round of enrollment. I've already registered you.”
"Remember, outside, you represent Uchiha and your clan.”
Fu Yue patted Weasel's shoulder and said.
"Yes, Father, I understand.”
Weasel nodded, confusion flashing in his eyes.
I understand?
Do I really understand?
Probably.
Why would a clan only think of a clan and not a whole?
He did not understand.
Uchiha, isn't that Koba's Uchiha?
In
a certain training ground in Muye, the Eight Swords repeatedly hacked at the wooden stake, as if they were venting their anger.
However, from the fanatical expression on his face, it seemed that he enjoyed this mechanical hacking.
The daily mission was refreshed.
And today's daily mission surprised Eight Swords.
2000 normal slashes!
Mission reward, 0.2% template progress!
After completing it, he would be able to control 3% of the wooden sword's strength.
Of course, this mastery and performance were very different.
After all, with his age, the strength he could display here was probably extremely limited.
Therefore, it was necessary to train his will and body with this kind of hacking.
To Eight Swords, the daily mission was no longer a mission, but a necessary condition and process for growth.
Even so, his strength was unmatched among children of the same level. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was invincible among his peers.
"So, why do you have to let me accompany you?”
While slashing, Eight Swords looked at Red Bean, who was sitting on a rock and looking at him.
Without a doubt, Red Bean's teacher was Orochimaru.
He was a well-deserved scientist in the ninja world.
A man who yearned for immortality and loved to study ninjutsu.
The value of Orochimaru went without saying.
From the later stages when Naruto became Naruto, the changes in Koba could be seen.
Technology.
It was ridiculous to have a train.
"Are you stupid? Lord Orochimaru is one of the legendary three ninjas. I brought you here. If he takes a fancy to you and gives you some pointers, he might even make an exception and take you in.”
Red Bean rolled her eyes.
This time, she was genuinely concerned about her younger brother.
Orochimaru.
There weren't many opportunities to receive his guidance.
"Oh."
However, Red Bean did not expect her little brother to be ecstatic. Instead, she continued to calmly complete her quest.
He drew his saber, slashed, and retracted his saber.
Repeating the same action.
He didn't have any fluctuations from the guidance of the so-called Snake Maru.
What a joke.
Was Orochimaru's ninjutsu important to him?
The eight swords that had a golden finger did not need anyone's guidance.
He was the king of flat slashes.
There was no need to be fancy.
As for Chakra and Spirit Pressure, as well as his constitution, after unlocking 5% of the wooden sword eight template, the system would activate the normal attack characteristic and give him the answer.
This was what the System Wizard had told him.
In short, the 'Grand Daddy' did not need any teachers.
No one in this world was worthy of teaching him.
As long as he kept slashing, he would become stronger and stronger. It was that simple.
"Not bad."
Suddenly, a cold voice filled with intense interest sounded.
Ba Jian's hand that was holding the saber paused for a moment, then he continued to slash repeatedly.
Orochimaru was standing behind him.
It was obvious that he had been here for some time, but he had not come out yet.
Not a bad kid.
Uncle Snake stuck out his tongue and licked it deliberately to make people feel nauseous. His gaze was wild and dangerous as he evaluated the Eighth Night Sword.
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