Konoha's Strongest Nine-Tailed Man Zhuli

Chapter 59 Shadow Mimicry

rooftop.

Three times, five divisions, two, gobbled up lunch.

Two chow mein bread, a bottle of orange juice.

Naruto clasped his hands together, whispered words of thanks, and looked at the chessboard, Shikamaru had already laid out the shogi.

As usual, rock-paper-scissors decides who goes first.

Naruto takes the lead and makes the move.

"Shikamaru, why have you never used family secrets, have you? Or are you too lazy to use them?" Naruto said, pretending to be unintentional.

We have not been together for a short time, it is time to improve the shadow technique.

Gently kneading the center of the brow with one hand, tapping the finger with the other, Shikamaru, who was thinking about the way, didn't think too much, and replied: "Tired."

Naruto didn't interrupt, knowing that there was something else to say.

"I have very little chakra. It is a family secret. Based on the level I have mastered so far, it does not have any lethality. It is not as powerful as my fist."

"Compared to using this technique, it is better to surrender directly and admit defeat to be more secure."

Shikamaru's position in Zhuludie is a wise general and assistant.

Ino's heart turned around, and Shikamaru needed to fix the target in order to be 100% successful.

Choji's secret transmission has more than enough destructive power, but the lack of hit rate also requires Shikamaru to stabilize the opponent.

The ability to assist and control is surprisingly great, but naturally it is not as good in terms of attack, at least in the initial stage.

"Can you let me see it? I have seen the secret biography of Ino, and I don't know much about you. I am very curious about what kind of existence it will be." Naruto said.

Her eyes were shining brightly, expressing her curious side to the fullest.

Shikamaru uh.

After thinking about it for a while, he murmured how troublesome he was, but he didn't refuse. He got up and walked into the sun, motioning for Naruto to come over and stand opposite.

"Just one click." Shikamaru said.

Naruto nodded vigorously, his eyes widened, staring intently.

Shikamaru moved his arms and legs, and clasped his hands together.

Once the refined chakra is consumed, it only belongs to the Nara family's secret, a kind of shadow technique, shadow imitation technique, activated.

At Shikamaru's feet, the fixed shadow suddenly seemed to come alive, shaking and extending out, connecting to the shadow at Naruto's feet.

The shadows of the two are connected together like this.

Naruto immediately felt the appearance of an invisible restraint force, and except for the eyes and mouth, other parts of the body could not move.

Shikamaru raised his right hand, Naruto also raised his right hand uncontrollably.

Whatever Shikamaru does, Naruto will do it simultaneously.

In less than ten seconds, the shadow separated and returned to its original state. Shikamaru sighed: "I'm so tired."

Choji, who happened to go to buy lunch, came back with a lot of food. Shikamaru took a sandwich, tore off the wrapping paper, and drank it with a drink.

Seeing this, Naruto smiled, went to sit back in his original position, asked Ding Ji for a pack of potato chips, and when Shikamaru made a move, he followed.

I have been planning the shadow technique for so many days, and I got it smoothly, and I am in a very good mood.

"I lost." Shikamaru scratched his head and lay down weakly.

"You change your style too often. You play with me in an immature and unprofessional way. Losing is a matter of course." Naruto said.

"Maybe." Shikamaru was noncommittal.

"I just don't want to stay the same. Switching to different moves and thinking is more interesting than sticking to the same situation every time."

"Are you still going?" Naruto asked.

"Forget it, I'll sort out my thoughts, this time is also good, take a nap." Shikamaru was lazy and didn't want to move.

During his afternoon nap, Naruto also wanted to sleep, but he couldn't fall asleep due to his serious illness.

Lying down is just cranky, a waste of time, it is better to use it to draw and carve wood.

Saying goodbye to the two, Naruto went downstairs slowly.

When I got to the classroom floor, I remembered something, I didn't go out of the corridor, I continued to walk down, and I bought two lollipops at the canteen on campus.

Going back to the classroom, I saw a huge room, only Hinata was left alone.

Yakumo, a very weak guy, couldn't help but play with his heart, and went out to play with his classmates who were two to three years younger than her while holding a cane with one hand.

It seemed that Naruto was very devoted, or that Naruto walked very lightly and made no sound. Hinata didn't realize it until he sat back in his seat.

"Naru! Naruto!" The distance was too close, and there was no light bulb like Sakura in the middle. Nervous and shy coexisted, Hinata glanced at Naruto, and quickly lowered her head.

The pen stopped on the drawing board and couldn't go down for a long time.

I feel that the painting will collapse, so I simply describe the details that are not particularly important.

"Painting is just an interest and hobby, not as important as personal strength. It would be better to hurry up and practice." Naruto said.

He saw that Hinata seemed to put more thought into the painting.

In a day, the available time is fixed and limited. If this time is used for painting, it is tantamount to ignoring the strength.

Hinata's position in Hinata's family is quite embarrassing. She has no talent, and she is far inferior to Neji, who is five years younger than Hanabi.

As the saying goes, the stupid bird flies first.

In terms of talent, you are already inferior, so you should redouble your efforts to catch up.

Drawing is good, but for Hinata, it doesn't do any good.

The pen in his hand stopped, and Hinata remained silent.

She didn't draw because she likes it, she saw Naruto drawing all the time, so she wanted to have the same hobby, hoping to get Naruto's approval.

Now, instead of getting recognition, what I get is like lessons and words of advice.

The junior Jianjigu can see through a person's mood. Seeing that Hinata's mood at this time is lost and sinking, Naruto thought about it and spoke again.

"However, the painting is really beautiful and powerful. As expected of you, you can do anything if you think about it."

Quiet.

After a while, Hinata shuddered, her fair face flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her head lowered.

"Naruto! Praise, praise me! He also said, what's the matter with me! I can do it, so..."

The emotional ups and downs were too violent, causing Hinata to be a little hypoxic.

She threw down the drawing board and pen with a snap, and ran out of the classroom as if fleeing, and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing all these changes, Naruto smiled.

He took out the lollipops that he didn't have time to give out in his pocket, took one and put it in Hinata's drawer, and ate the other one by himself.

Suddenly, I heard exclamations from downstairs, as if someone had passed out.

Naruto listened attentively, learned a name, set off to the window sill, and looked out.

I saw more and more people gathered around when they heard the movement, and in the middle was the unconscious Yakumo.

Yakumo's physical fitness and frailty are beyond imagination.

Just going out to play will end up like this. No wonder, in the plot, Yakumo's parents and Hong will persuade her to give up becoming a ninja.

"Is there any way to improve?" Naruto thought to himself.

into the night.

Naruto finished his dinner, lay down on the bed, went out of his body, and came to Yakumo's temporary home in the village.

Jianhong is here, and feeds Yakumo very thoughtfully, talking non-stop, telling him what needs attention.

From the looks of it, it won't be over for a while.

Just at about the same time, Naruto randomly possessed a sleeping Chunin, and flew Raijin to jump outside the village.

Take the letter written by Shang Ying, the hand-made wood carving, and the page-turning animation, and set off to meet Sasuke.

(End of this chapter)