Uzumaki Naruto's mysterious second uncle

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"Huh!" Kenjiro Namikaze stretched his waist and continued to wave the bamboo sword in his hand. This kind of exercise has become a daily practice. A shadow clone on the other side was flipping through the thread-bound book in his hand.

In less than a month, Namikaze Kenji has become proficient in using this standard ninjutsu of Konoha Chuunin. Fujiwara Takumi also informed Kenjiro one by one about the purpose of this ninjutsu.

Especially the auxiliary training aspect surprised Kenjiro the most. However, due to physical and mental exhaustion, most ninjas can only release one for auxiliary training. After all, double progress brings double fatigue.

And just at the right time, a bearded man walked in with his head tilted, shook the thing in his hand, and showed a lewd smile.

The war with the Kingdom of Rain is over. Not only the big shots can sleep peacefully, but also the little shrimps like them. The island side has been very comfortable these days. He just lies in bed every day, reading novels and biographies, and occasionally practicing seals and refining chakra. After all, he can't do anything else. But I heard from people in the same tent that the friction with the bunch of bumpkins from the Kingdom of Wind has become increasingly serious recently, and the camps at the farthest border have already entered a state of preparation for war.

Well, the battle must continue anyway, but I don’t know how many more days I can stay in bed. Oh, what should I do if my leg injury is almost healed?

Don't be too surprised. After all, the physical fitness of ninjas is much better than that of ordinary people, so it is not incomprehensible to recover quickly. I haven't seen Uchiha Wei in the past two days. I heard that he is practicing hard on how to use the Sharingan, and Kenjiro is probably constantly waving the bamboo sword and practicing sword skills. It seems that everyone will be much better next time we meet.

In the camp of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Wei was very irritated when he saw the guys wearing jounin vests walking around in front of him. He was promoted to jounin. There is no need to come here every day to show off. I know you have been promoted, so show off. It's almost done once, really, just like a child.

The girl rolled her eyes and walked away, and the young man was no longer confused. In front of his sister, Uchiha Fugaku may be a heartless, stupid old man, but in fact, as a popular candidate for the next head of the Uchiha family, he has far beyond ordinary people's insight, cognition, and overall perspective.

A figure jumped down from the tree, opened the tent door and walked in. It was a young man about the same age as Fugaku. He had a cold face and a slightly twisted smile at the corner of his mouth. There was something missing on his face than ordinary people. He looked at Fugaku smile, say with a smile

Uchiha Wei walked towards Namikaze Kenjiro's camp with the food box in her hand. The Sharingan was a very convenient thing. She had never learned how to cook, but now she could cook delicious food with just a glance. Excellent bento.

Although it was possible that the food in the camp was so poor that even a passing meal would make Kenjiro burst into tears, she was very satisfied every time she saw Kenjiro's expectant eyes.

When I came outside the tent, I could vaguely hear the young man inside muttering to himself.

"Does this technique still have to be used like this?" Uchiha Wei opened the door curtain and saw the young man leaning over the table and writing something on the scroll. There was already a long and dense paragraph on it.

Hearing the noise, Kenjiro Namikaze looked up and saw a girl standing with a food box. Facing Uchiha Wei, Kenjiro had already had one of the three major illusions in life several times: Did the little girl fall in love with me?

"What are you studying?" The girl walked to Kenjiro, put down the food box and knelt down to the side. She bent over and turned her head sideways. She gently brushed her long hair past her ears with her hands while looking at the scroll.

The dense ninjutsu data theory above made her a little dizzy. She was not very good at these things. In her opinion, if she had time to think about these things, it would be more useful to turn her head and learn two ninjutsu.

"Well, didn't I get a thunder escape ninjutsu used by ANBU with the help of the captain before?" Kenjiro demonstrated the "Thunder Release, the art of closing four pillars" that he had already used very skillfully. Don't be afraid of Uchiha Wei learning it. After all, it's just hand seals. Without the way chakra operates, it's useless no matter how skilled you are in hand seals.

"You mean the thunder escape, the four-pillar restraint technique?"

"Well, I have been able to release this ninjutsu easily recently. It does not consume a lot of chakra, but I always feel that there is still room for development of this jutsu, so during this period, the main body asked me to temporarily stop using the sword. The understanding of the art and the study of chakra lines."

After hearing what Kenjiro said, Uchiha Wei took a closer look at him.

"Are you the shadow clone?"

Kenjiro nodded in agreement, and before he could explain, Uchiha Wei nodded on his own.

"Yes, the shadow clone is studying and researching, and the main body is practicing physical skills and refining chakra. It seems that Kenjiro you are really unwilling to miss any opportunity to practice."

Kenjiro didn't know what to say.

"Actually, I, that" Kenjiro hesitated.

Uchiha Wei shook the food box in his hand, turned around and left.

"The shadow clone probably can't eat. I'm going to find your true body. Goodbye, Mr. Clone."

Seeing Uchiha Wei's leaving figure, Kenjiro's shadow clone covered his forehead and sighed.

Do I need to cancel the shadow clone and inform the main body? Forget it, my mission is not completed yet, I should just study ninjutsu honestly.

The shadow clone continued to write and draw with his head down.

On the other side, Kenjiro's face was slightly red, and white air came out from between his mouth.

The bearded man had a serious expression.

"It's almost done. If you really can't hold on, forget it. You still have time. There's no need to rush, Kenjiro."

The unparalleled strong man also nodded and said, "Yes, Ou Doudou, you have almost reached your limit. If it doesn't work, just try next time."

Fujiwara Takumi, who has a more normal style of painting and hangs his bandaged left arm, also echoed.

Kenjiro stood up, swaying slightly, and the blush on his face became more obvious.

"If time does not wait for me, how can I, Kenjiro Namikaze, be second to others?"

Suddenly his expression changed, becoming slightly ferocious.

"Ugh!" He suddenly opened his mouth and retched twice.

"Kenjiro" 3

Several people exclaimed, their concern was beyond words.

"Hey, hey, if you can't drink it, don't drink it. No one will laugh at you. Don't drink too much and vomit all over the floor. We have to clean it up." The bearded Nara Smog took a sip of the Feiten in his hand. Lu slowly blew out a smoke ring, shook his head and clicked his tongue.

The young man whose painting style is still superior to Kenjiro agreed with this, "My stupid Oudou, if you want to be better than me at the wine table, if you want to drink more, you have to live humbly with this boundless hatred. Bar."

Only Fujiwara Takumi didn't have such a vicious mouth. He leaned on the pillar of the tent and bit into the warm leg of lamb in his hand. He said vaguely, "Zaishuo Nibai has four children. If you can't get along with Namodo, you still have to be a kid." Besides, you are still a child, and no one will laugh at you if you can’t drink so much.”

"Shut up, shameless old thief, old thief with gray beard, who knows my ambition?"

"Hiccup" came out a wine burp. Kenjiro could no longer hold on and fell straight to the ground holding the wine bottle.

The three of them smiled at each other and continued eating meat and drinking wine.

At the same time, the shadow clone in Kenjiro's camp also touched and turned into a ball of white mist.

The white and tender hands opened the door curtain, and what reflected in the eyes of the three people was Kenjiro Namikaze, who was sleeping soundly with a bottle of wine in his arms, and a warm smile on his face. There was also Uchiha Wei standing behind him with a food box and an unnatural smile on his face.

"Congratulations Fugaku-kun for being promoted to Jonin." The cold young man handed over a box and said with a smile, but the smile was slightly dark.

"It's not a big deal. After all, Jonin is just starting out. We must at least reach the level of Sannin before we can communicate with the village on an equal footing." Uchiha Fugaku took off his Jonin vest and threw him on the case. The tone was calm.

"I'm really envious of those three adults. They were praised and honored by the demigod Hanzo." The words of the young man were full of envy, but his cold tone and mocking expression were completely opposite to them.

Uchiha Fugaku took off the forehead protector on his head and warned the cold young man, "Treat the strong with due respect. Whether it is Sansho Hanzo, who is known as the demigod, or Tsunade Orochimaru and the three of them, they are stronger than us now." Indisputable fact."

The cold young man curled his lips in disdain and mocked in a low voice, "The praises given by losers to losers really complement each other."

"Come in" Fugaku scolded, and the cold young man stopped mocking.

"It's just that you really think that if you reach the strength of those three people, you can talk to the village on an equal footing." The cold young man Uchiha Susumu changed the subject.

"Of course it's not enough, so I said at least."

The conflict between the village and the Uchiha clan is becoming more and more intense. If it cannot be sorted out as soon as possible, it will be a terrible thing for both Konoha and the Uchiha.

Yes, no one would talk about Konoha and Uchiha as one being. Most of the time, Konoha is Konoha and Uchiha is Uchiha. From this aspect, the Uzumaki clan in the country of Uzumaki is more like a member of Konoha.

"Stop talking about this, what are you going to do about that guy Wei? As far as I know, she seems to have opened her Sharingan." The cold young man sat down on the desk and asked a question that Fugaku was also hesitating about.

"It seems that her teammates are much more important to her than imagined." Uchiha Fugaku rubbed his chin and pondered.

"Perhaps with some careful planning, Wei can even use these teammates to open the three magatama."

"Oh, this is the black-hearted Nissan, haha." Uchiha smiled and wiped his hair.

But while the two of them were planning how to stimulate Uchiha Wei to upgrade his Sharingan through Kenjiro and the others, somewhere far away in Konoha, there was also such a group of people who were plotting against the two of them.

"Then the candidate will be decided."

The old man bent over, holding on to the armrests of the chair, tapping gently with his fingers.

"Well, let's decide on Fugaku's kid. His talent is superior to Jin."

The other old man straightened his back and made a decision after thinking about it.

Looking carefully, this old man with a straight back is very similar to the cold young man.

There is nothing surprising about this. After all, if the cold young man were here, he would respectfully call him "Grandpa". Uzumaki Naruto's mysterious second uncle