Konoha Warring States Killing God

Time passed minute by minute, and soon arrived from morning to noon. As the instructor said that the training was over, all the Uchiha juniors couldn't help but cheered, and put down the kunai or kunai in their hands. Jian, began to look for a shady place covered by trees to rest.

They spent the whole morning practicing throwing skills or practicing ninjutsu, and the afternoon was spent on theoretical courses. None of the Uchiha juniors were interested in this. After all, they were sitting there motionless. Listening is boring.

"huh, huh"

Uchiha Zang moved his heavy footsteps and ran slowly from a distance. His face was extremely red. He had been running from about nine o'clock in the morning until now. During this period, he only took advantage of the gap to catch his breath. The rest of the time he was still running. He ran around the training ground for fifteen hundred times, which was a bit too much for his small body.

“It’s finally over”

Uchiha Zang stopped walking with his legs weak, his chest heaving rapidly, and the sweat all over his body almost soaked his clothes. He plopped down and sat on the ground. Now he didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to be alone and quiet. Take a break.

"Here, be tired."

There was a sudden sound from behind, and a water bottle was handed over at the same time. He took it subconsciously, turned his head and saw an indifferent face. It turned out to be the teacher Uchiha Hoiru.

"teacher"

Uchiha Zang raised his head, a hint of hope flashed in his light blue eyes, and held the water bottle in his hand tightly with his little hand. He knew that the teacher punished him so severely, and it was for his own good. He hoped that he would Become stronger through more difficult and difficult training

However, the reality is always cruel. Before Uchiha Zang could continue racking his brains to imagine the harmonious scene between teachers and students, Uchiha Hoiru stared at those dead fish eyes again and said in a calm tone: "Well, after drinking the water Rest for 10 minutes, then continue doing [-] push-ups and [-] shuriken throws, otherwise you won’t even be able to eat the rest of lunch.”

After Uchiha Beilu finished speaking, before the stunned Uchiha Zang came to his senses, he turned around and used the teleportation technique to leave the place, leaving Zang, who was feeling messy inside, sitting alone on the ground.

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Poor Uchiha Zang suddenly felt that something was broken deep in his heart. He stared blankly at the direction the other party was leaving, feeling a little aggrieved. He opened the water bottle angrily, drank it in one gulp, and threw it aside.

"Humph, isn't it just eight thousand push-ups and eight thousand shuriken throws? You're looking down on me, a future strong man."

Uchiha Zang stubbornly stood up from the ground, dusted off the dust, and turned to look at the Uchiha juniors who had already started enjoying lunch in the distance. He felt a gurgling complaint coming from his stomach, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Even if you don't eat lunch, you won't die of hunger. Zang, you are a strong man in the future. You can't bow to the Great Demon King of Beilu just because of a meal."

Uchiha Zang took a deep breath, made fists with both hands to cheer himself up, then opened the small bag on his back, took out a sharp shuriken as black as ink, walked to the throwing area and started training seriously.

"call"

Uchiha Zang's eyes were fixed on the target hundreds of meters away, and he let out a breath, then moved his arms quickly, picked up three shurikens, clamped them between his fingers, and threw them away like phantoms.

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The three shurikens collided one after another in the air several times. The distance and angle of refraction seemed to have been calculated, and then they suddenly penetrated into the center of the target in the distance.

Throwing shuriken and kunai are the most basic things that a ninja needs to master. A ninja who cannot throw shuriken is not a good ninja, especially for the ninjas of the Uchiha family. Proficiency is the most basic required course.

Never underestimate an inconspicuous shuriken, because it will take away your life inadvertently. If you find a good opportunity in the battle, if you use it well, it will have unexpected effects.

The look on Uchiha Zang's face became serious. He was completely different from before. Although he was still young, he had already begun to possess the temperament of a ninja, serious and cautious.

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Several more shurikens were thrown out, and they still hit the center point of the target with perfect accuracy, without any deviation. Uchiha Zou quickly repeated the previous actions like this, training as if there was no one else around.

After throwing the shuriken in the bag, he ran over and pulled out the shuriken from the target, then stood back to the starting point and started a new round of throwing training. Although it was extremely boring, Uchiha Zang felt happy in.

He silently counted the number of throws in his heart, and Zang's expression changed from serious at the beginning to a bit perfunctory. After all, he was a child of about four years old. Other descendants of the tribe were enjoying the rich lunch provided by the tribe at this time, and But he was doing boring and boring training here, and he felt a little aggrieved no matter how he thought about it.

"That Zangjun"

A weak voice came from behind Zang, immediately breaking the mental activity he was doing. His wrist subconsciously shook slightly, and the shuriken that was supposed to hit the target flew out, piercing deeply into the distance. On the big tree.

Uchiha Zang frowned, and his already dissatisfied mood became even worse. He turned his head and looked at the person with a dark face, without saying anything, just looking at him.

It was a little girl wearing the standard kimono of the Uchiha family. Her round little face was a little rosy at this time, and she seemed to feel a little awkward and shy. She was holding a lunch box in her hand, which contained delicious food.

"Zangzang-kun, my name is Uchiha Mita. I saw that you haven't eaten yet, so I brought some food for you to eat. I'm really sorry for disturbing you."

The little Uchiha girl with a round face seemed to be under great pressure under Zang's gaze. After finishing her words, she seemed to finally breathe a sigh of relief. She handed the food in her hand forward and said with a rosy face. : "Zangjun, please accept my wishes."

"Oh"

Uchiha Zang crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at the food handed to him. He felt that his stomach was getting hungrier. However, as if for his own dignity and face, he puffed up his chest and said a little arrogantly: "Uchiha Bo Meitian, you are very good. As for the thing you disturbed me just now, for the sake of you helping me to get food, I will not argue with you if I have a lot of money."

Hearing Uchiha Zang's somewhat embarrassing words, the little girl of the Uchiha clan not only did not get angry, but her face became even more rosy, with little stars twinkling in her eyes, and she said with some admiration: "Zang-kun, you are indeed as kind as the rumors say. It’s understanding and so handsome.”