The ninja world began to collapse from the fourth generation of Konoha

Chapter 3 Encounter Orochimaru

A set of movements is smooth and flowing. If Yunju is watching from the side, he must give a thumbs up and say something awesome.

The key person who used this set of combos is himself. The question is, what is the probability that an ordinary person who has never fought before can make a smooth counterattack when facing a crisis?
infinitely close to zero.

What's more, the feeling just now was obvious, the body moved uncontrollably, it was not subjective consciousness at all.

Could it be the remaining fighting instinct?

"whispering sound."

Kakashi didn't give Yunju time to continue thinking, he failed with one blow and struck again.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
The two knives collided, and the sparks were extremely dazzling in the dark night. In an instant, the two fought a dozen moves.

"Yunju's movements are a little stiff. It seems that the injury has caused a great impact. I don't know how long it will take to recover."

Sakumo looked away and looked at Kakashi who was actively attacking.

"A little immature, but harmless."

Shuo Mao is very satisfied with the two children, but to be honest, Yunju is more in line with his expectations, not only because of his talent, but also because of his personality.

From the perspective of a ninja, Kakashi is undoubtedly more standard, but from the perspective of parents, Sakumo hopes that his children will be more sunny.

"That Matkay kid is all right, though the sun is a little too much."

Clang!
The two were still fighting in the arena, Kakashi tried his best to repel Yunju, and wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the explosive thunder made him stop abruptly.

sizzle...

Lei Mang wrapped around the blade, and the tingling sensation passed through the air and brushed against the skin.

Shuo Mao frowned. Although Yunju had mastered the changes in the nature of the Thunder-Tun Chakra a few months ago, accurately covering the blade with the Thunder-Tun Chakra involved the change in form, and there were more critical things.

If you read correctly, Yunju is a one-handed seal!
"This kid, when will he be able to make one-handed mudras." Shuo Mao's face showed pride.

"Lightning Chakra, I will master it sooner or later!" Kakashi clenched the handle of the knife unwillingly.

Not mentioning the reaction of the two, Qimu Yunju himself was even more confused than before.

"How did I get this thing out?"

Yunju waved his long knife, and the crackling thunder could be heard endlessly.

He only remembered that Kakashi's attack frequency was getting faster and faster, and the pressure it brought was also getting bigger and bigger. At the last moment, his mind went blank, and he grabbed a few casually with his left hand, and Lei Mang came out immediately.

The sparring ended with Yunju's bewildered victory, and when he returned to his room, he didn't feel sleepy because he had been sleeping almost all day.

When he was free, he observed the room for the first time, the layout was simple, a bed, a desk, a chair, and then some photos.

Open the desk drawer, there are several tubes of pens and a thick notebook, and when you open it, the content is a practice note.

"The so-called nature change is the basis for changing Chakra attributes, Lightning Chakra..."

"The flag wood sword technique is different from the ordinary sword technique. It is a test of the user's understanding of the sword. According to different adaptations, the ultimate power of each type of sword is correspondingly different..."

"One-handed seals are indeed very difficult. It took three months to get started..."

He is really a rare good boy to take practice notes.

There was a smile on the corner of Yunju's mouth, someone gave him a pillow as soon as he fell asleep, he was worried about how to control the original strength of his body, and the solution was delivered to his door.

I took the notes, watched word by word, and tried bit by bit.

In the dead of night, the second floor of Hatake's house was brightly lit.

It wasn't until early in the morning that Yunju felt a little sleepy. He reluctantly closed his notebook, climbed onto the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

It was noon when I woke up, the small building was empty, and there was a note and a stack of bank notes on the dining table in the living room.

"Dad is going on a mission. He's not at home for the past few days. If you don't have enough cash, you can save it to get it. The school has asked for two days off for you to take a good rest. There is soup and porridge in the kitchen pot. Going out to buy other things, I have greeted the hospital, and I will go to see if I feel uncomfortable.”

The content of the note is very mother-in-law, but you can feel a strong father's love from it.

"If you know that Yunju is dead, Shuo Mao will be very sad." Yunju sighed leisurely.

Pushing open the door, looking at the barren courtyard, it would be nice to tidy up when I have time later, plant some vegetables, and it would be best to raise two more dogs.

He likes dogs very much. In the past, he was restricted by the dormitory and the urban environment, so he failed to realize the dog raising plan, but now it is suitable.

Facing the warm sunlight, sitting on the edge, recalling the contents of last night's notes, condensing the chakra in the body, and gathering the traces of thunder in the palm of the hand.

"It's unexpectedly smooth, it's really great." Yun Ju cheered up.

He is eager to master the power in this body, one is curiosity about supernatural power, and the other is wanting to have enough self-protection power.

Living in such a world, no one can tell whether there will be dangers in the future, and there is nothing wrong with planning for a rainy day.

After practicing for a while, Yunju stretched his waist, there was a crisp sound from his joints, he squeezed his sore shoulders, and his stomach cried out together.

There are porridge and soup in the kitchen, but he doesn't like porridge, let alone soup.

He took out two bank notes, wrapped them in his arms, and walked along the street.

As for Konoha, he only remembered a few well-known shops, and he only knew the names, not the detailed locations, so he could only walk around by luck.

Fortunately, I was lucky, and within a few streets, I saw a very famous yokan shop.

Gan Li Gan.

It is said to be a yokan shop, but it has nothing to do with sheep. The main ingredients are arrowroot, flour, red beans or other vegetarian dishes.

Because it was afternoon, the store was very quiet, and there were only three flavors of yokan left: red bean paste, chestnut, and purple sweet potato.

Glancing at the price list, it's fair.

"I don't know which one Kakashi likes, forget it, just bring him one."

"Boss, one serving of bean paste yokan and one serving of chestnut yokan."

"Okay, just wait a moment and see if you need anything else."

The boss opened the glass cabinet and took out the yokan piece by piece, while motioning the customers to look at the other desserts on the other side.

Looking at the desserts on the other side, Yunju was very conflicted. He wanted to try all kinds of desserts, but if the desserts were not eaten, they would be perishable, and waste is not a good thing after all.

Just as he was picking and choosing, shadows enveloped him, and a cold feeling came from behind.

Turning around, the snake-like man stood a step away.

Orochimaru!
Yunju's nerves tensed instantly, this is not a good stubble.

"Master Orochimaru, what a coincidence." Yun Ju tried his best to keep his expression natural.

"I heard you were injured?" Orochimaru said gently.

"A little accident, it's not a big problem." Yun Ju said with a dry smile.

"That's good, if you need treatment, I can help." Orochimaru said with a smile.

"No, no need, I won't bother you with such a trivial matter." Yunju looked at the boss anxiously.

"Guest, your yokan." The boss handed over at the right time.

Yunju heaved a sigh of relief, took the yokan, said goodbye, and quickly slipped away.

Looking at the boy's back, Orochimaru suppressed his smile, and a ray of doubt flashed across his vertical pupils.

Today's boy is a bit strange, but he used to look like a worshiper, why is he a little afraid of him today?

hiss.

illusion?

Orochimaru was lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)