new naruto pirates

"Multiple Shadows"

Naruto formed seals with both hands. The speed at which he formed the seals was a bit slow and jerky. After all, he was a well-known tail end in Konoha Village and was the one with the lowest results every time.

Red and violent chakra rippled around the body, white smoke drifted by, and countless shadow clones immediately appeared in place, covering an area of ​​​​[-] meters around the body. Looking at the number, it must be hundreds.

As the third generation jinchūriki of the nine-tailed demon fox, Naruto has not been recognized by it yet, but the amount of chakra he possesses is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"call"

Naruto waved his right hand, and hundreds of shadow clones immediately jumped away, crisscrossing the herbal island, setting off a gust of wind, looking for that ethereal and mythical existence, that master's masterpiece. , magic lamp

Running on this small island, two crystal tears gradually dripped from the corners of Naruto's eyes, his lips were tightly pressed, and his eyes shone with a fascinating light, which was called, moved.

"I don't have the ability to find things, and I can't use a lot of chakra to summon shadow clones. So, everything else will be left to you. Come on, I believe in you, hehe."

The young man's right hand, which was covered with bandages, was clenched into a fist and slowly stretched out toward him, while he was a little dazed.

"You don't know how to bump fists? This is the sign of the agreement. You taught me this. You often do this with me." Boruto asked, but as soon as he said the words, Boruto reacted. , he let it slip.

Dad did often do this with himself and his friends to encourage him, but it was not the dirty and friendless Uzumaki Naruto in front of him, but the man with the most terrifying power in the ninja world today, the full-blooded Uzumaki. The seventh generation Hokage who is loved by everyone

"No, it's just that the word "promise" is too unfamiliar to me." Naruto wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He was completely moved at this time and did not notice Boruto's language problem.

"Well, as promised, I will work hard and you should work hard too."

Naruto also stretched out his right hand and made a fist, and touched Boruto's right fist. It was obviously the first time, but Naruto's movements were not jerky at all, but were very skillful.

Because he had rehearsed countless times for the scene in front of him, so much that he could not even remember it. He originally thought that he would have to wait for a long time for this moment, but he did not expect that he would come so quickly. At this time, he was extremely excited.

"Yeah, I'll do my best too."

Hehe, the two of them laughed out loud at the same time, both a little dazed, as if they were looking in the mirror.

The two of them are very similar in terms of their names, appearance, and experiences. The only difference is the clothes on their bodies.

He's still as new as I am, but he's no better than me.

The clothes are as new as the person is deceased.

An ancient tree with tattered bark stood outside the crimson gate of the ninja school. A tattered swing that was obviously the same age as the ancient tree fell on it and swayed slowly, full of historical flavor.

There were huge crowds of people, adults and children, each forming a group, obviously a family, laughing and laughing.

The adult's face was full of smiles and he was happy, while the child's still somewhat immature face was full of excitement.

It should have been a day worth celebrating, but it all seemed to have nothing to do with the yellow-haired boy sitting on the swing, holding the rope.

His little face was dirty and his head was lowered, making it hard to see his expression.

"Have you heard that only that child has not?"

"I heard that he should have failed, after all."

"Stop talking, it's a forbidden sentence in the village."

Two women were discussing in the distance. It was obviously related to them, but they couldn't get a word in.

The children have different looks, but they all have the same childish and innocent faces, and on their foreheads they all wear a forehead protector made of light silver iron, which is the sign of becoming a genin.

Today is the day to graduate from the ninja school. Children who are recognized by the teacher can take that thing from the teacher's hand. It is a sign that they can stand alone. Only I failed the assessment.

The young man stood up, looking dirty but handsome.

He has a small face and the white short-sleeves on his body are a little tattered. It’s time to go home.

Blue eyes as pure as the sky, with a hint of agility and perseverance. Living in such an environment, but not being infected, this can be regarded as a miracle.

I couldn't feel the aura of a child in him, but he was full of loneliness. He was like a cherry blossom, full of loneliness and death.

There was a trace of bitterness on the corner of the young man's mouth. Whose tears were shed? Do you have a family? I don't even know who my parents are.

Ever since I became sensible, the only things that kept me company were the dilapidated and dirty house, the ramen boxes full of it, and the voice that sounded from time to time in my body but I didn’t know where it was.

Is my birth really correct? I don’t know how many times I have asked myself this question.

In the evening, the sun sets.

The four huge statues behind the Hokage's office building, which were illuminated red by the setting sun, were covered with colorful paint. A spider plant hung down, and Naruto reluctantly used a wiper to clean the paint on it.

He casually threw the wiper in his hand to the ground and shouted

"so boring"

"Naruto, do it quickly, don't be lazy" Teacher Iruka shouted next to him

"I, Naruto Uzumaki, will become and surpass all previous Hokages in the future, so I don't have time to play with you like this."

"Bang." Two bags bulged above the head.

"What do you mean by playing? It's a good thing you did. Once you've done what you were told, the teacher invites you to eat ramen."

"Really" Naruto asked.

"Really" Iruka replied

Looking at Naruto's hard-working figure, Iruka understood that he was not tempted by ramen, nor was he intimidated by his identity as a teacher, but that he was too lonely in his heart and needed someone to accompany him.

"Naruto, come on, teacher, I believe you can fulfill your dream. I still believe in you, both before and now, so don't give up."

"Well, never give up." Naruto turned his head and said to Iruka with determination in his eyes.

"Yeah" Iruka nodded.

"Bang" hurts again

"Why are you hitting me again?"

"Hurry up and get to work, don't you want to eat ramen?"

Running on this small herbal island, Naruto clenched his right fist tightly. Boruto Iruka-sensei, thank you all for believing in me. I will definitely become the Hokage and will never give up.

Author's statement: Yes, the author has updated it again, and it will not stop updating until the college entrance examination, with one chapter every day.I originally planned to start writing it after I graduated. After all, it was the last half of my senior year in high school, but I had to let my classmates take care of me for three years. It would be embarrassing if I didn't come up with something at the graduation party.That is to say, I will write 3 words in March and then put it on the shelves. In April, I will not publish it even though I can still write. In May, I will earn a perfect attendance bonus for two chapters a day. I wrote 20 chapters in January without interruption, and I didn’t write at all in February. I originally had time to write. Let’s talk about the reasons.

First, I have no motivation to write because of my poor grades. I only have less than 30 collections and no one reads them. I won’t go into details about the reason. I am a newcomer and this reason is enough.

Second, it’s because Naruto Boruto came out on April 4th. God and I made a joke. After two years of chasing Naruto, it didn’t come out. After writing so much, it came out. God didn’t even want me to write it down. ah

I gave up writing a new book because my results were not good anyway. After thinking about it carefully, I continued writing.Whatever level you are at now is your level. The grade of a book will not change because of the subject matter. Rubbish books are written by rubbish authors, while good books are written by good authors.

And this book has three stories, Naruto Boruto, One Piece and The Final Battle.I won’t write it just because a genuine Boruto has been released.

Does writing your own story have anything to do with your liking of Naruto, One Piece, Dragon Ball? What you write is originally a fanfic, right? Is it related that he draws his story and I write mine? Does it have anything to do with my liking of Naruto, One Piece, Dragon Ball? This will influence my determination to like Naruto, One Piece, Dragon Ball Change

There is no shortcut to writing a book, only persistence. If you give up just because of this reason, you will definitely not become a god in the future. Therefore, I will never give up this book.