Woodleaf Psychic King
10 Second generation Naruto is my teacher

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A spiritualist was an existence that could guide one into a trance, thereby communicating with gods, elves, and souls.

In addition, spiritualists could also obtain their power through cultivation and communication with gods.

To put it simply, a psychic could be seen as a medium that could accommodate the spirits of the dead and possess them, recreating the extraordinary power of the dead.

However, this required both parties to reach a consensus. Whether it was the spirit medium or the undead, they all had the ability to think. Both parties were equal! If he could not achieve the state of being one with one heart, he would not be able to fully release his power.

Asakura was a little confused, and her mind was blank.

It turned out that the Psychic King System didn't channel spiritual beasts at all, but the souls of the dead.

Turning around to look at the cold face of the Door of a Thousand Hands,

I, Asakura Yabba, the psychic, and the psychic beast are the second-generation Naruto?

Doesn't this mean that I'll have the combat strength of a Shadow Level at the age of four?

but

This fellow was a little difficult to deal with. He was much more difficult to deal with than the big pillar. It was probably not an easy matter to make him obediently possess her body and fuse with her, right?

After all, the Door of a Thousand Hands was a man who could destroy the Uchiha clan with a single strategy.

He was wise, rational, calm, and powerful. He had experienced the cruelest Warring States Period and the war of the Ninja Realm.

"Looks like you've recovered." The Door of a Thousand Hands 'tone was very calm. Her eyes were as calm as the surface of a lake, as if she had seen through the prosperity of the world and the various states of the human world." Can you tell me now? Why can you see me?”

"I don't know either. Maybe it has something to do with my blood inheritance limit.”

As he spoke, Ma Cangye condensed a chakra. Unlike the usual blue-white color, his chakra was a flirtatious purple.

After all, it was not the real Chakra. After his energy was transformed, it should be called Wizard Power.

" It's pure energy. It's at least twice the quality of chakras. Unbelievable."”

Even in such a situation, the Thousand Hands Door's tone was still so calm.

After experiencing so many things, it was already very difficult for him to have any emotional fluctuations.

Moreover, the Blood Successor Boundary of Ninja Realm was strange and strange. Even someone as knowledgeable as him did not dare to say that he knew everything.

However, he was certain that this was a blood inheritance limit with great potential.

Ninjutsu, illusionary arts, physical arts, and all the arts in the ninja realm were all based on chakras. The quality of chakras and the amount of chakras injected were directly related to the destructive power and lethality of the technique.

The chakra ball in Yamazura's hand was twice as strong as the chakra ball, which meant that the spell he released would also be twice as powerful as an ordinary ninja.

This greatly increased the explosive power, endurance, and survivability of the Asakura leaf.

Just think about it, if he used half of the chakras of an ordinary person, he would be able to achieve the power of the full power of the technique. What if he used the same chakra to release the ninjutsu?

However, he could tell that Asakura was still hiding something from him.

"He's not too stupid. At least he's keeping his guard up.”The Door of a Thousand Hands nodded and asked," Other than me, who else have you seen?”

"No, you're the first ghost I've seen.”

A ghost?

The Door of a Thousand Hands was speechless. Why did he have to use the word ghost to describe it?

"In that case, you will be my disciple in the future. I will do my best to teach you to become an outstanding Leaf Ninja.”

"You want to teach me?"

"This is the arrangement of fate."

"You believe in this?"

"I don't believe you, but in the current situation, only you can see me and hear me.”

F * ck, so you don't have a choice!

"Then, can I become a Chuunin in the future?”

"Chuunin? Are you looking down on me?"

"Chuunin is very impressive.”

"The person in front of you now is a ninjutsu grandmaster, the number one speed in the ninja world, and the second-generation Naruto of the Thousand Hands Door. Even if you're a loser who can't be helped, I can still nurture you into a Jounin!”

"Jounin is very dangerous!"

A " well " appeared on the forehead of the Door of a Thousand Hands. For the first time, her emotions fluctuated.

Why would you be a ninja if you were afraid of death?

"Cut the crap. You've rested enough. Start training.”

"Now?"

"Is there a problem?"

"Today is only the first day we've officially met. Why don't we stop practicing? I'll treat you to ramen?"

"Have you ever seen a ghost eat?"

"No, that's why I want to meet him. Why don't I burn some incense for you? Is three enough?"

"Bastard, hurry up and train!"

"Oh, I see."

Asakura started training obediently. Although she didn't see how the ghost ate, she saw how angry the ghost was. It was a good thing.

.........

The next day.

Before dawn, Asakura Ye was woken up by the Thousand Hands Door.

"Time to get up."

"It's only four o'clock, second-generation leader. Let me sleep a little longer.”

"Don't be long-winded. If you're at the bottom, you have to have the awareness of being at the bottom. Since your innate talent doesn't allow you to become an outstanding ninja, you can only make up for it through your later efforts.”

That's why I said that I don't want to be a Jounin at all.

Asakura Ye resigned herself to her fate and got up.

He felt that he had worked hard enough to wake up at five o'clock to train. Now, there was a second-generation heir. Good heavens, he was woken up at four o'clock.

In the future, if someone asks me why I'm so awesome, I'll definitely tell them," Have you ever seen a leaf at four in the morning?”

"Take these with you."

"What is this?"

Without a medium, a spirit body could not touch a physical object, so Asakura Yoo could only walk over personally.

When he opened it, he saw a few pieces of iron, which weighed about 200 pounds.

"Tie yourself up."

"Oh, I see."

Asakura obediently tied it up. He felt nothing special. Years of practice had made his body even better.

He turned around and saw the cold smile on the face of the Thousand Hands Door. No one knew what he was laughing about.

In the end, he was as tired as a dog after practicing for less than an hour according to the requirements of the Thousand Hands Door.

"This doesn't make sense!"

"Hmph, do you think that your previous training was very hard?”

"You're still far from it, kid. Your physique is very ordinary."

"Don't I have the limit of blood inheritance?"

"What does the limit of the Blood Successor have to do with your physique? You have to remember that you are the last. If you don't work hard, you will be killed by the enemy on the battlefield.”

"I refined chakras in one night.”

"What are you trying to say?"

"No matter what, I'm considered a genius, right?"

"Hehe, I succeeded on my first attempt at refining chakras.”

The Thousand Hands Door sneered, but Asakura Yabba felt that he wasn't very confident when he said this.

Asakura Ye's talent was not bad.

In the Ninja Realm, the relationship between master and disciple was very close, second only to family. The master would impart all his life's knowledge to the disciple, and the disciple would inherit the master's will, allowing his ninja ideals to be passed down in the long river of history.

Therefore, he didn't take in disciples casually. With the vision of the Door of a Thousand Hands, he didn't take a fancy to mediocre people.

Then why did he say that?

Because he had seen through Asakura Yaya's personality. He was just like his big brother, who had a thousand hands. If he didn't force him, he wouldn't be able to unleash his potential.

"Got it, second generation!"

Asakura Yabba was shocked. He had thought that he was quite awesome before.

"From now on, you have to call me teacher.”

"Oh, Teacher Feisao."

A very despicable teacher. Yabba Asakura was still brooding over the fact that the second-generation heir called her the last.

"Be serious."

"Hey, hey, hey, Teacher Feijian!"

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