Hell Paradise from Naruto

Jingle Jingle!

On the grass of Rou Quan.

The two figures were fighting fiercely. Their bodies were like sharp blades in the wind. The sword energy burst out when the blades hit each other, plowing deep marks into the grass and destroying the originally peaceful environment into a mess on the ground.

The one wielding a dark blue blade and covered with pale thunder and lightning was undoubtedly Mo Chen.

As for his opponent, he turned out to be a 'swordsman' of the 'three-sword style'. In addition to his hands, he also had a white blade in his mouth.

"Shadow Stream? Luan Ting!"

Mo Chen suddenly slashed diagonally towards the three-sword swordsman.

It's sizzling!

The bright thunder exploded, forming a stream of fine electric light that spread towards the surroundings.

sieve!

However, the three-sword swordsman didn't panic at all. He blocked Mo Chen's slash with ease, and then he actually jumped back and put a short distance away from Mo Chen.

"Purgatory? Ghost Slayer!"

The green-haired 'swordsman' suddenly turned into an afterimage and flashed towards Mo Chen.

Swish!

Following a flash of extremely sharp sword light, an arm holding a slender blade flew up.

Mo Chen's right hand and abdomen seemed to be slow for a moment, waiting until the green figure took the knife out of his mouth.

puff...

The impatient blood was finally able to have fun and escape from Mo Chen's body.

"You're a pretty good swordsman!"

"However, it is still too early to challenge me..."

This three-sword swordsman wore a green robe, a red belt around his waist, a green abdominal roll around his waist, and black boots on his feet. There was a scar on his closed left eye.

This guy is surprisingly Zoro two years later!

"Ho! Ho!"

Mo Chen's extremely pale face was already covered with sweat. He was breathing hard, but there was a constant feeling of suffocation in his chest and trachea.

Sauron's knife suddenly cut Mo Chen's lungs in half.

When his eyes gradually became dim and sleepiness washed away from his consciousness, he finally shouted two words in a low voice: "Treat!"

Whoa!

In the void, a rich and soft white light instantly shone, wrapping Mo Chen's entire body. The broken arm was also pulled by an unknown force and flew into the white light.

"Ok?"

Zoro, who seemed to be conscious, observed all this with curiosity.

half an hour.

When he saw that after the white light dissipated and Mo Chen returned to his original state, with his body intact, a flash of surprise flashed through his single eye.

"What an amazing place..."

Zoro murmured softly.

Then, his figure gradually dissipated, like flying catkins.

"I'm careless..."

Mo Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was moving his newly broken arm.

After the time limit of the Little Year Pass was running out, Mo Chen, who was gradually growing in confidence, actually stepped directly across the level and projected Zoro two years later for sparring.

The result was obvious. Although Mo Chen was able to get through many tricks with Sauron at first, after Sauron put on his turban and started 'reciting poems', Mo Chen was still killed in a matter of seconds.

Fortunately, this is an advanced training hall with real-time treatment. Otherwise, if he had killed himself in the training hall, Mo Chen would definitely be on the headlines of the next Fantasy Street News.

Because each contractor can only stay in Fantasy Street for a maximum of nine days between missions in the world, the business-minded war group came up with the idea of ​​collecting interesting things that happened during these nine days and publishing them in a newspaper.

Because the ninth day is closest to the tenth day, it is called ten days.

As for the time spent using the training card, it is not included in the nine-day stay. Even if Mo Chen uses the small year card to stay in the training hall for 90 days, from the outside world, it is only a moment.

Mo Chen casually inserted the Shadow Knife into the ground next to him, found a relatively neat spot, and sat down directly on it.

"call!"

Mo Chen exhaled a deep breath, as if he wanted to sweep away the fatigue of the past ninety days.

The next moment, he actually took out a small thermos cup from the storage space.

If you look down from Mo Chen's perspective, you will find that the tea in the thermos cup is as dark as ink, like Chinese medicine after boiling two buckets of water into one bowl.

Mo Chen directly raised the thermos cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"what!!"

After drinking the last cup of tea soaked with 'Soul-Yang Tea Crushed', Mo Chen could clearly feel a warm 'air flow' circulating inside his body, and then all flowing into his brain.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, wisps of 'fresh air' curled up.

And the Thunder Spirit Fantasy Rosary located in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness began to tremble slightly, and its green and white stem was 'catching' these 'fresh air'.

After the green stem absorbed all the 'fresh air', a few leaf buds were lightly pulled out from the three-inch long stem. This bead actually grew into a small green lotus!

After his spiritual (soul) power increased, Mo Chen could clearly feel the changes. The rising chakra in his body, his growing mental energy, and his keen awareness in battle...

There are also white eyes. At this time, Mo Chen's 'insight vision' has exceeded the distance of one kilometer!

I have to say that the effect of soul-nourishing tea is really miraculous.

Just the broken pieces of it increased his mental strength.

Moreover, the tea has a warm and mellow taste, a rich and full aroma, a sweet and smooth aftertaste, and a unique aroma of pine smoke, old wood, and wood, which is endlessly memorable.

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I must plant one myself. I will drink it for three meals...one drink and one drink..."

However, when he thought about the price of this tea, Mo Chen could only swear in his heart.

not far away.

A chubby panda cub nimbly crawled towards Mo Chen. It crawled along Mo Chen's trousers to his belly, and then continued to climb up from his belly until he reached his shoulders.

"嘤!嘤!"???.

At this time, Bo Zai is close to the size of a basketball and his movements are quite agile.

"Ok~Ok~"

Mo Chen used his palms to soothe the head that kept rubbing against his face.

[The advanced training card usage time limit is about to expire! 】

[Do you want to continue using the intermediate training card? 】

【no! 】

Mo Chen patted the dirt on his butt and stood up again.

As for Bo Zai, it was now able to 'stick' to Mo Chen's shoulder very firmly.

After training for three months, the highly tense nerves also need to relax.

After Mo Chen was teleported out of the training hall, he walked straight to the circular square, preparing to do some 'eye relaxation' and take a look at the 'socialites' posing.

Nothing to do, just listen to music in the square...

Of course, before doing this, he had already put the underage panda Bozai into the spirit animal bag.