Konoha Meat Bullet Ninja Technique

"Huh?" Choci felt slightly familiar hearing this tone, and stared at Umino Iruka suspiciously: "Iruka-sensei, are you also..."

"That's not the case, haha." Umino Iruka laughed heartily: "Even if you become an official ninja recognized by the village, you still won't let me, a teacher, personally participate."

Choji was speechless and said to himself: Iruka-sensei, you are a chuunin even to the extreme, how about we compete with the cold Lord Orochimaru? Where does this confidence come from?

When Iruka Umino saw that Choji was silent, he thought that Choci was shocked by the news he "revealed", and proudly continued to reveal: "Actually, I arranged a topic for everyone. Ninjas do not fight with brute force. A reckless man can lure the enemy, set up an ambush, and skillfully form a local situation in which the greater number defeats the smaller number. He can often achieve unexpected results by relying on the tacit cooperation among his companions."

Dingci blinked and translated a little in his mind. The translation is as follows: Why are you playing one-on-one when you are a ninja? How many people are walking shoulder to shoulder!

This style is very similar to the ninja world. Choji found that he still knew too little about this ninja world. Maybe this was the gap in experience.

"Iruka-sensei, this is the first time I've heard someone describe a gang fight in such a high-sounding way, and it sounds quite reasonable."

Choji looked unnatural when he said this, but Umino Iruka looked reasonable: "Hey, otherwise there are so many ninjas in Konoha, why would I become your teacher?"

Dingji was really speechless this time, well, this was very ninja.

The teacher and student chatted for a while, Umino Iruka left, and Choji returned home.

In addition to his mother Akimichi Kageri and Mikai who is temporarily staying at Choji's house, Shikamaru who brought Mikai back has not left yet.

"Have you seen Mr. Iruka? He just left." Akimichi Kageri took Choji's coat and asked smoothly.

"We met, and we chatted for a while. We said we would go there again during the test next month." Choji didn't say anything in detail, and Akimichi Kageri just asked casually. The exchange between mother and son came to an end. Akimichi Jingri took a plate of oranges and put them on the table, then gave the living room space to the children.

"So, how's it going?" Shikamaru asked.

Choji knew that Shikamaru was asking about Ino, but he didn't actually understand it, so he could only scratch his head: "Anyway, it's okay. He seemed to be in a good mood in the end."

Shikamaru stared at Choji for only a second, then let out a long sigh. Before Choji could ask what he was sighing for, Shikamaru simply waved his hand and stood up: "I'm going back first."

Choji lay on the tatami and said "Oh" without moving. He has to go for a night run later, so he needs to take some time to rest. Nara Shikamaru put his hands in his trouser pockets and wandered out of Choji's yard.

Mihai habitually picked up an orange from the table and stuffed it into his pocket, then peeled off another one and took a bite, feeling a little sour. Momo took out the oranges from his pocket and put them back on the table, pretending that nothing happened.

Choji relied on his keen intuition about food to clearly see Mikai's little movements: "Oranges will gradually become sweeter if they are placed in a warm place for a period of time."

Mihai was suspicious: "Really?"

Choji: "Fake."

Mikai stretched out his legs and kicked Choci. Choci scratched his butt and turned over without taking it seriously. He rested for ten minutes before going for a night run.

"Hey, what did you just do?" Mihai hesitated again and again and asked.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Dingci closed his eyes, as if he didn't hear clearly.

Mihai pulled off a piece of orange peel and threw it at Choji's face: "You and... Ino."

Ding Ci shook his hand in disgust and accurately threw the orange peel into the trash can in the corner: "Talk about life, talk about ideals, look back on the past, and look forward to the future."

Mihai was impressed by Choci's precise throw at close range. He lowered his head and looked at the pieces of orange peel at hand, eager to try.

"If you don't throw it in, you'll be scolded!" Choji narrowed his eyes and smiled evilly.

Choji is deliberately bullying Mikai's basic skills. Mikai is accustomed to using hand crossbows, and his mastery of shuriken and kunai is average. Mikai puffed out her cheeks and glared at Choji. She decided that she would sue this damn fat man when her father came back!

Choji felt that he had almost rested, so he patted his stomach and got up and walked out.

"Why are you going?" Mihai put down the orange and stood up. After dinner last night, Choji disappeared for a while. The village basically went to bed after sunset, and Mikai was curious about what the night activities of Konoha ninjas were.

"I'm going to do some exercise, do you want to join us?" Ding Ci smiled with some evil intentions.

When Mihai saw Choji's expression, he only regarded it as a provocation, and his little chest suddenly puffed up: "Let's do it together, are we afraid of you?"

Thirty minutes later...

Mihai put his hands on his knees and gasped for air. The steaming hot sweat soaked through the clothes, and the loose clothes absorbed enough hot sweat and stuck to the body, making Mihai feel extremely heavy. But even so, Mihai didn't forget to curse: "Asshole...bastard..."

For thirty minutes, Mikai was able to persist until now only because of his resentment, but now even this resentment has been exhausted, and he still has not caught up with Choji.

Choji ran back from the front like a gust of wind, raising his legs next to Mihai. This was a naked provocation: "Hey? Don't we want to be together? There are less than twenty kilometers left, come on! Let's fight for it. Run back and take a shower within an hour.”

(The whole marathon is about 42 kilometers, and the world record seems to be: one hour, fifty-nine minutes and forty seconds.)

Mihai grabbed the corner of Choji's clothes, fearing that he would run away again before she said two words. After taking a few more breaths, Mihai felt as if his chest was on fire. Every time he took a breath, it seemed as if there was a flame burning his trachea: "You... you... you Konoha... ninjas... are all... like this Trained?"

"No, you see, Shikamaru and Ino don't like training with me." Choci told the truth, but there was a bit of pride in his words.

Unlike those time-travelers who get something for nothing, Choji is the result of his hard work step by step. Among peers...

"I'm sorry, can I have a moment?" While Dingci and Mihai were talking, there was suddenly a voice behind them that came from far to near.

Dingci and Mikai turned around at the same time and saw a watermelon-headed boy wearing a white martial arts uniform running towards them. Thick hair swung back, revealing a pair of bright eyes under a white sweatband, and a pair of thick eyebrows with a unique painting style.

Choji could tell at just one glance that the boy was definitely not slower than him, and such loud shouting did not even affect the breathing rhythm of the watermelon-headed boy.