People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 59 Attack ([-] in [-])

Endless darkness poured in from all directions, dragging the relaxed mind into the dark quagmire, and the tight binding feeling from the soft limbs made it difficult to struggle and escape.

Unable to move, Lu Sheng was floating on the pitch-black waves, completely lost in the dark ocean.

The sound of the wind and waves was endless, making Lu Sheng, who was drifting with the tide, think he had a nightmare.

But how can he stay awake in his sleep? The ink-like sea water hits Lu Sheng's ears, and his short and shallow hair is like black kelp floating randomly on the sea surface. The murmur of the deep sea makes him more and more clear.

It's fantasy.

Surrounded by the moist sea breeze, Lu Sheng sniffed his nostrils, and clearly sensed an inexplicable strange fragrance from the salty wind and waves, and the peculiar fragrance was penetrating into every pore of his body.

The tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the sea water sticking to the eyelids like thick ink followed the shaking of the eyes, and slowly slid in from the corners of the eyes towards the eye frames.

Lu Sheng didn't care about the soreness of foreign objects entering his eyes, and the gorgeous black and purple strange star clusters in the sky clearly told him that all of this was an illusion.

The time in the space began to flow rapidly, and it was only a blink of an eye in the real world.

Lu Sheng, who fell into the illusion through the sense of touch for the first time, was very curious to compare the difference with the illusion performed by the pupil technique.

It was found that the caster probably wanted to fall into a deeper coma, and he didn't notice the slightest bit of malice, let alone the killing intent that made people tremble.

It's a fighting spirit that burns like a flame.

The first move to undeclared war?

Lu Sheng, who supported the black ocean with his hands, stood up from the sea, looked up at the confusing sky, the chakra in his body rushed towards the heart along the seven tendons, and began to rush to the pupils under the strong and powerful beating middle.

In an instant, huge waves rose from the calm sea, and thousands of dark waves came one after another. The continuous black waves seemed to swallow the boy's frail figure.

The motionless Lu Sheng opened Sharingan, the black Gouyu turned slowly, and everything in front of him began to shatter like ice.

The cracked space crackled, revealing the real world hidden behind the scenes.

At the moment when virtuality and reality interweave, a lightning-like figure smashes through the wooden sliding door, throws away the bamboo tube blowing smoke in his hand, and rushes into the room full of smoke.

He held his breath and punched the perceived position.

The small fist exploded with astonishing power, completely smashing the padded wooden board, and the huge shock wave reverberated in the room, forming a howling wind and sweeping away towards the doors and windows.

Lu Sheng, who avoided the punch just now, stood on the ceiling and glanced at the torn pit on the wooden board, looking at the figure hidden in the smoke.

Turning Sharingan looked at the rooms in the corridor, and found that the teacher and Run were seriously chatting in another room. The wooden walls were better than the soundproof walls, and they didn't hear the movement at all.

And the enthusiastic maids and big sisters from last night also disappeared without a trace at this moment.

In an instant, Lu Sheng understood what was going on, and it was their acquiescence.

The smoke began to dissipate, gradually revealing the true face of the attacker. The eyes full of fighting intent on the face of the similar age also ignited the flames of war in his heart. Xiao Yuyi in front of him should be the disciple or son of Patriarch Run.

In the restored room, the two looked at each other silently.

Lu Sheng had a headache and looked at the pajamas on his body. How could he do this? He pointed to the round fan on his chest and suggested, "Wait for me to change into clothes?"

The chill atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Lu Sheng, who opened Sharingan, waited for the boy's response. After seeing him nodding his head in agreement, he immediately jumped over the door and window to the open space in the yard.

Looking at the messy room, Lu Sheng shook his head helplessly, and jumped down from the ceiling. His hair hanging down was attached to his forehead again, and he took out the clothes from the closet beside him and began to change.

Lu Sheng, who had changed his clothes, stood on the window sill overlooking the boy who was adjusting his state in the open space, jumped up and landed steadily not far from him, and stared at him with his Sharingan opened.

It is double hook jade.

Even though he had seen it in the room before, he was a little shocked when he saw it at a close distance. The black hook jade turned slowly, as if his mind was captured in it.

What a pair of beautiful eyes.

Kohae, who was wearing a ninja uniform, sighed in his heart.

Since the Uchiha clan moved to Konoha, the communication between the two clans has decreased a lot, and the communication between peers has also been interrupted.

When he heard that Madara's disciple had come to the clan, he pestered his father and begged hard, which led to the farce this morning.

"Hagoromo Mao."

Xiao Yuyi, who knew the insight of Sharingan, clenched the short knife in his hand, and said his name to the boy in front of him.

"Uchiha Rikusho."

The sound of self-introduction ended was like an attack horn.

Like a leopard in the forest, Mao swung his short knife and slashed at the boy wrapped in wind and thunder. His sword skills were rarely rivaled among the Yuyi clan.

There were bursts of thunder hissing from the snow-white knife, and the jumping arc seemed to tell that it was a first-class chakra knife, and the blade dyed with thunder light illuminated the entire courtyard brightly.

Daggers meet.

The faces of the two were very clear under the light of the thunder. The boy's resolute gaze made Maou's pupils shrunk, and the Sharingan had been closed before the attack, which meant that the boy took the knife with his own speed. .

The corners of Lu Sheng's lips curled up under the flash of thunder, Mao's shocked eyes made him feel very relieved, this was a small result of his training with Jiri.

The middle of the opposing blades shone with lightning, and there were bursts of sharp friction sounds. The noisy and harsh sounds became a beautiful music when the two fought against each other.

In the stalemate, the blade began to advance in his direction. Mao knew that his strength was at a disadvantage, and began to seek a workaround.

The blade flipped like a shock, and the spinning blade slashed straight at Lu Sheng.

The jingling of violently colliding blades filled every corner of the courtyard in an endless stream, echoing towards the surrounding houses.

After talking about related matters, Run stretched his waist and got up from the cushion, walked out of the window, and looked at the clashing figures in the courtyard.

Turning back to the man sitting on the cushion drinking tea, he said, "It's convenient to have Sharingan."

Madara, who took a sip of her tea, smiled silently. Sharingan had already been opened the moment they started.

Lu Sheng's strategy was not to hold back, but to attack fiercely, just like Hezhili used fast to fight fast in the clan competition.

The blade glowing with cold light seemed to condense into a real cold light as he swung it, not inferior to Mao's dagger that shone with lightning.

The cold light and the thunder collided again, and the violent tremor of the blade shook Mao's wrist. Using the force of the vibration to adjust the handle, the manic thunder on the blade gradually stopped in the trembling.

Instead, the whistling Chakra swayed like a gust of wind, and jagged ripples began to fluctuate up and down around the blade.

The moist eyes by the window lit up, looking at the chakra knife sweeping the wind and waves with great pride, this is the wind escape that the Yuyi clan is best at.

Putting his elbows on the table and leaning on Madara's cheeks, his face became a little serious. It is rare to be able to flexibly use the two chakras of wind and thunder at this age.

Feng Dun greatly enhanced Mao's attack range, allowing him to sweep away the aggrieved feeling that was suppressed before, and the superb skills returned to his hands.

The long knife slashed at Lu Sheng's shoulder, and the sharpness of the show made him resist, so he could only hide to the side in embarrassment.

Lusheng began to miss the training with Zhili, at least he would not let Mao in front of him be the same, and start changing the wind blade if he couldn't beat the thunder knife.

The gap in attack distance made him feel bad. Fortunately, during the battle, he discovered Mao's shortcomings.

The gap in physical skills allowed him to catch it, and the frequency of attacks had slowed down compared to the beginning.

Resisting the pain of the wind blade sweeping across his face and piercing his fur, Lu Sheng started a close fight.

He clung to Mao like a candy, completely exhausting all the advantages he had.

Uchiha swordsmanship and Hagoromo swordsmanship started a new round of competition, which was mixed with physical combat. Although it was not as beautiful as before, for ninjas, winning is the greatest beauty.

Mao clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and turned his eyes to look at Lusheng who was flickering like a ghost, and the surging chakra began to violently pour into the blade.

The fight he entered made him unable to use his hands and feet. He knew very well that his physical skills were at a disadvantage in front of Lu Sheng.

Since the distance is invalid, let's expand the range of the blade!
The rapidly expanding wind blade fluttered in the wind, splitting the air, and stabbing Lu Sheng head-on.

There are loopholes.

Mao looked at Lu Sheng, who was dodging sideways, and showed a triumphant smile. He was sure to win this battle.

The long knife adjusted its direction with the rotation of the wrist, and with the force of the waist, the gust of wind wrapped in the light of the knife unstoppably slashed towards Lu Sheng's neck.

But this is also a flaw that Lu Sheng deliberately exposed, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

After practicing Sharingan, Lu Sheng was very aware of the functions of the acupuncture points on his wrist, so he rotated the handle of the knife to point at his wrist.

The pain caused by the blockage of the meridian made Mao uncontrollably let go of his palm, his pupils trembled violently, and he watched in disbelief at the dagger that was blooming in the wind and fell from the air to the ground.

He was not reconciled.

He didn't lose, and he still has taijutsu and ninjutsu, which haven't been compared yet.

The sense of crisis that pierced his skin came from his throat, and his fighting spirit calmed down with the shaking blade on the ground.

Lu Sheng looked at Mao who was in a daze curiously, took a knife and put the short knife back into the scabbard and said, "Your sword skills are very similar to a friend of mine."

"Where is he then?"

After adjusting his mood, Mao pulled out the dagger and wiped the dirt on the blade, and asked curiously.

"It's a Uchiha with purple hair."

Lu Sheng was a little surprised that the boy's eyes could be so bright, so he didn't think much about answering.

"Is it at Konoha Ninja School?"

Mao Yuromo, who lowered his head and meditated softly, said that such a master must be in the ninja school, and the news of the disbandment of the Uchiha clan came to the clan, which aroused intense discussions.

The name 'Konoha Ninja School' silently recited a few words in his mind.

Thinking of the excitement of fighting against a master, Mao Yu turned around and waved at the man by the window, and said loudly: "Father, I am going to Konoha to attend the ninja school!"

"No! You are a girl, how can you go to Konoha alone!" Jun Hagoromo vetoed loudly while leaning on the window while supporting himself.

"Girl?" Mao paused when he heard the word, and began to shake his shoulders and laugh loudly, "Didn't you always treat me like a son?!"

"Is that to train you as the patriarch? I have no confidence in your brother at all." Yu Yijun, who was still high-spirited just now, suddenly lowered his voice.

Lu Sheng looked suspiciously at the boy and tomboy who was arguing with others in the air, and fell into confusion, his mind began to fluctuate violently.

Did he miss it?
At the beginning, I should have seen him and her in Sharingan, but at that time, I was looking at the amount of chakra in her body, and I didn't seem to notice so many details.

Moreover, she uses boys' vocabulary in all aspects of her vocabulary, and she can't see any flaws in all aspects of her personality.

But Mao seems to be really a girl's name, do you want to confirm it with Sharingan?
No.

Lu Sheng pinched his arm and hurriedly dismissed this sinful thought. Sharingan is not for this.

The dispute between father and daughter enters its final moments.

After difficult negotiations, the two sides reached a consensus, and the second heir of the Yuyi clan escorted the first heir to Konoha Ninja School.

Both seemed content, with only the demolished wall on the ledge bearing witness to a friendly environment for conversation.

Lu Sheng said to the girl jumping excitedly in the courtyard, "Can you not go to Konoha?"

"why?"

Mao turned around and looked at him quietly, her red face shining with the vigor of a girl in the morning light.

Lu Sheng, who was spinning his brain rapidly, began to choose various excuses.

Too far?
So how did they get here.

That said Jiri is also a girl like her, I am afraid Mao will be more excited.

Lu Sheng, who began to pull her hair, fell into despair, as if there was no way to stop her from going to Konoha.

"Ninja school is not such a simple place." Lu Sheng, who thought of the perfect solution, said confidently.

"Is it more difficult than the training just now?"

Regarding Mao's question, Lu Sheng shook his head, and decided to use his own skill of books and questions, and use the knowledge points in the ninja school to make her retreat: "Bring the paper, I will give you a question, as long as you pass the test I'll let you go."

"Of course no problem!"

Mao turned around hastily, and ran towards the room excitedly.

despair.

Lu Sheng wanted to stab himself to death with the brush in his hand. The knowledge reserve of the heir of a big family would not be too bad. The most important thing is that she still got full marks.

"We also have the textbooks written by Feijian."

Mao's light words made Lu Sheng's eyes completely lose their brightness, and he lay upright on the wooden board.

It’s over.

When he met Zhili after returning to the village, the sweet hug was definitely gone, and it must have been replaced by a dagger shining with cold light.

Kneeling on the cushion, Mao looked at Lu Sheng who was lying on the salted fish in confusion. The questions he asked were very simple. Aren't these knowledge points easy to understand?
Looking away from Lu Sheng's troubled face, she looked at the graded test paper, and she knew what was going on.

Lu Sheng must have thought of his classmates in the ninja school, so he fell into depression in vain.

After taking the cushion, Mao leaned on the wooden plank, pushed the boy's shoulders, met his dim eyes, patted his chest confidently and said, "I will help you convey your thoughts!"

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Lying on his side on the wooden board, Lu Sheng came back to his senses, raised his brows and looked at the proud girl speechlessly.

(End of this chapter)