"Nishikori, is this how you usually cultivate?”
On the training ground, Eight Swords, Weasel, and Zhishui were sweating profusely.
At this moment, with the speed of eight sword slashes, it was already somewhat impossible for Weasel to keep up with him as a sparring partner.
Therefore, the training method had been slightly changed.
The flying shuriken doubled in size, and Weasel and Zhishui activated their Shura Eye to attack.
After a few days of practice, they were already used to this cultivation method.
Only Yamato was hiding at the side, trembling with fear.
Kakashi was relatively calm.
He was holding a book in his hand, Intimate Paradise, and was extremely engrossed in it.
This book was the unsealed version that Eight Swords had obtained from Jirai when he first invited her to take a bath.
The content inside was completely incomparable to the revised version released on the market.
It was explosive.
This was a divine book!
Kakashi's chest heaved up and down as he lifted his belt slightly and looked at Yamato.
"Calm down, Heaven Burial."
"Owl has already told you the purpose of calling you here. Let me reveal a little. It won't be long before the reform begins.”
Reforms?
Yamato nodded in confusion.
"According to Senior Kakashi's instructions, I've already compiled the information on all the Dark Group ninjas. Other than that, I've also been paying attention to the recent movements of the Dark Group.”
"You should know everything else, but I'm afraid there's one thing that's a little difficult to deal with.”
He looked awkwardly at the young man who was waving his sword on the field." The Minister's age will probably cause some dissatisfaction among the Dark Group.”
In fact, Yamato was already being very tactful.
They were all out in the world. It was already very depressing to work in the Dark Group. Who would be willing to be disciplined by a child?
Even if your contributions are sufficient, your qualifications cannot be concealed by your contributions.
Age was a problem.
Yamato let out a long sigh. If he wanted to implement a reform on this basis, it was inevitable that he would hit a nail in the coffin.
Hopefully, it wouldn't turn into a mess.
"It was Owl's idea to let you organize the information.”
Kakashi shook his head and corrected Yamato's mistake.
"Heaven's Burial, remember this. From today onwards, the nature of the Dark Group will undergo a fundamental change.”
"And the person who made all of this happen is the well-deserved head of the Dark Group and a person I respect.”
Someone respected by senior Kakashi!
"Well, I don't have to say anything else. You'll see with your own eyes that that man is extraordinary.”
"All in all, he is a man who truly possesses the temperament of a leader.”
"I'm convinced that he's the head of the Dark Group.”
A unique leadership temperament!
This was Kakashi's evaluation of the eight swords.
No matter when, when you see this man appear in front of you, you will always feel at ease.
You can always believe in the Eighth Night Sword!
He was a comrade who could truly hand over his back to the other party!
Perhaps when you first saw the Eight Swords, your first impression would be that of a carefree swordsman who didn't care about his appearance.
He would occasionally take a sip of wine. Everything seemed so casual.
Only after getting familiar with him would one understand how reliable he was when he was serious.
This was the unique charisma of a leader, the unique charisma of Ye Bajian.
He treated his enemies mercilessly like a real lunatic. It was hard to imagine that those devil-like roars came from the throat of a young man.
Holding the saber, he was like a ferocious beast.
He didn't even hide his passion for his own people!
"In short, becoming his shadow is the best thing I've done all these years. I'm willing to do so.”
"I also believe that he can change the Dark Group and even Mu Ye.”
What was it that made Senior Kakasi admire this person so much?
Yamato looked at the young man in confusion.
He understood Senior Kakashi's personality very well. He was a typical cold on the outside but warm on the inside. It wasn't that he didn't want to make more friends, but he was afraid that he would become more introverted because he couldn't protect his companions.
To be able to make Senior Kakashi give such an evaluation, it was impossible to rely solely on strength.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as Yamato was deep in thought, a few figures flew past the forest and landed on the field.
However, it was obvious that the eight swords, who were immersed in swinging their sabers, did not want to stop.
He allowed the masked man beside him to give him a strange look.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Their arrival seemed to be some kind of signal as countless figures appeared in the training ground.
The gathering began.
It was a special gathering order belonging to the Dark Group.
Regardless of whether there was a mission or not, he had to appear at the designated location.
Unless there was an emergency, they would not use the assembly order.
There were only a few people cultivating on the scene. Although they were amazed by their cultivation methods, they just stood there quietly and waited with the basic qualities unique to the Dark Group.
It seemed that something big was going to happen today.
As time passed, the number of people rushing over began to decrease.
On the field, a dense group of Dark Group ninjas surrounded the few people who were cultivating and waited.
This included the previous acting minister, Sunset True Red.
The sudden appearance of so many spectators did not affect the speed at which Weasel and Zhishui threw their shurikens.
However, the sweaty Eight Swords still felt that it wasn't enough, and he hooked his finger at Kakashi from afar.
Is it my turn?
Kakashi nodded and joined in the training.
No one could succeed so easily.
In addition to their outstanding individual strength, the Night Owl Squad's strong and tacit cooperation was honed in real battles.
The way to maintain this tacit understanding was through daily cultivation.
With Kakashi's addition, the number of shurikens flying around increased once again.
Every time the eight sword lights flashed, the ninjas 'scalps went numb.
Was this the cultivation method of humans?
If they were not careful, no matter who it was, they would be shot into a sieve, right?
Indeed.
They had never seen such a training method of using a flying shuriken as a volleyball.
It was hard to imagine how much of a shock this was to them.
Everyone was silent.
They were even a little curious as to how long the few people on the field could last.
"Is this the Nightingale Squad?"
"He's really too strong."
A bitter smile appeared on Zenith Sunset's face. At this moment, he seemed to know what Eight Swords wanted to do.
The first step to gaining the recognition of a minister was strength!
Without absolute strength, how could he lead the Dark Group?
"Jian Sang! I can't take it anymore."
After an unknown period of time, Weasel's tired voice sounded.
In the next moment, Zhishui and Kakashi retreated rapidly, while the shuriken in the air was sent flying by the eight swords for the last time.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The sound of sharp blades piercing through the wood was heard. The ninjas around them were shocked to find that the shuriken had been accurately nailed to the bullseye tied to the tree trunk!
How did he do it?
……
The second chapter.
Writing.
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