Konoha: There is definitely something wrong with these Sharingan eyes

On the other side, Ryusuke and Mikoto returned to the Uchiha clan and sent Mikoto back to her big yard. Ryusuke slowly returned to the small two-story building of his home.

The small building is located on the outskirts of the clan area, which is considered a relatively deserted and poor area. It expresses the status of Ryusuke's family very concretely. Naturally, their family is not rich and powerful, and Ryusuke's parents are just ordinary chuunin, with no other highlights except for their surname: Uchiha. But it also left a small building for Ryusuke to have a home, which was already very good.

The first floor is the living room, kitchen and bathroom, the second floor is two bedrooms, there is also a basement for storing ninja tools, scrolls and other items, and the rooftop is used to dry clothes and bedding. Although the small building is small, it is full of energy and gallbladder, so there is no problem in livability.

Ryusuke cooked a pot of instant noodles and added two eggs to fill his stomach, then went down to the basement to practice. It's not about practicing Sharingan or Eye Technique, but Ninjutsu.

He held the "Essential Basics of Thunder Release Ninjutsu" scroll left by his parents, read it carefully again, thought about it, and then started practicing the Thunder Release Ninjutsu.

Crackling, beeping, beeping...

I saw electric current flowing between the index finger and thumb of his right hand. The electric current was only as thin as a hair, about four or five, flowing in twists and turns, twisting like a snake.

The electric current flashed with jumping light, reflected in Ryusuke's dark eyes, like thousands of thunders in the dark cloudy night sky, very brilliant and spectacular.

Suddenly, the dark eyes turned scarlet, and a small magatama appeared. With the emergence of the Sharingan, the current on the right hand increased. The middle finger and ring finger were wrapped with current, and they were connected to the thumb. , became a small power grid.

The electric current was jumping and flashing, and the electric light illuminated Ryusuke's handsome face full of smiles.

Suddenly, the smile on his face froze, and with a "pop" sound, like a firecracker, the power grid on his right hand exploded, and the whole hand turned red. He gritted his teeth and gasped, shaking his right hand in pain. It took three or four seconds for the pain from the electric shock to subside.

"Damn it, failed again."

Ryusuke was very unwilling. Ever since he measured that his chakra attributes were thunder and fire two years ago, he began to practice ninjutsu. Several common fire escape ninjutsu were easily learned by using the basic knowledge of thunder escape. The unknown ninjutsu that was developed has been delayed in success, as if there is a layer of window paper, just missing the final push.

"I don't believe it anymore, come again!"

Ryusuke looked through the "Essential Basics of Thunder Release Ninjutsu" again, checked for any omissions, and then started to develop the Thunder Release Ninjutsu. The crackling sound of electricity echoed in the basement.

Ryusuke is practicing very hard, and he knows that he doesn't have much time left for him. After taking the graduation exam in a month, he will probably go to the battlefield to participate in the Second Ninja War soon.

War is extremely dangerous and cruel. Even the rope tree of the Thousand Hands clan will be killed inexplicably. If you are not strong enough, your death will be even worse.

Therefore, as long as you can't practice to death, practice to death. The spirit of "Juan" will shine no matter in which world it is.

The whole night was spent practicing and sleeping, and in the blink of an eye it was the next day.

So, has anyone seen Konoha at four o'clock in the morning?

I've seen many ninjas.

Uchiha Ryusuke has never seen it.

He has to practice until 9pm every day, go to bed at 10pm, and sleep for 8 hours a day. Before going to bed, be sure to drink a glass of warm milk, then do 20 minutes of soft exercises, go to bed, and fall asleep immediately. Once you wake up until dawn, never leave fatigue and stress until the next day. The routine is very healthy and the person is very normal.

He would wake up on time at 6 a.m., wash up, drink a glass of milk and a piece of bread, and then go out to exercise. I have seen Konoha at six o'clock hundreds of times.

100 sit-ups, 100 push-ups, 100 squats, and 10 kilometers of running. After completing this set of warm-up exercises to fully activate the body, I went into the woods not far behind my home. Carry out targeted special training.

Ryusuke stood in the woods, with a pair of single Magatama Sharingan eyes open, a strange weak light scattered in the dim light, holding a shuriken in his right hand, as if facing a formidable enemy.

With a flick of his right hand, with a whoosh, the shuriken flew out, drew an arc in the air, fell, and with a clang, was nailed into the tree trunk. Almost at the same moment, there was a "boom" sound - entangled in the tree trunk. The tight strings on the tree trunks were severed.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light on the surrounding trees, and with a sharp sound, eight kunai shot out from the dense leaves, coming from eight different directions, like eight lightning bolts, ridiculously fast and slanted. Attack Ryusuke in the middle.

Ryusuke didn't panic at all. He bent his knees slightly and rebounded like a compressed spring. He flew up in the air and jumped three or four meters high. Eight kunai leaked out from under his feet and shot into the air with a popping sound. On the grass, the edge is submerged into the soil.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Suddenly there was a rapid sound of breaking the air, coming from all directions. It was actually densely packed wooden sticks, covering them densely like a hail of bullets, and a large black mass enveloped Ryusuke who was in mid-air.

Now Ryusuke has nowhere to draw on, and nowhere to hide, but he still has no fear at all. He quickly forms seals with his hands, and the shadows of his hands are blurred. When he opens his mouth, he spits out a fireball with a diameter of three to four meters that will approach. All the wooden sticks were burned and rushed away.

Rumbling, flames rolled in the air, and the fire light surged, Ryusuke fell from the mid-air, but as soon as he landed on the grass, he heard a faint sharp sound, which felt extremely fast and sharp.

Ryusuke's single Magatama Sharingan's eyes were bright. He saw three Fuuma shurikens, slashed horizontally from three directions, but they were one after another, up and down, left and right, and the angles were tricky. Got to be insidious.

So cruel? !

Ryusuke's heart finally stirred up, and he felt a little cautious and a little scared, but he didn't panic. He lowered his body and bounced up. It was like a willow in the wind, moving and turning softly in mid-air, and light. It was so elegant that he passed through the successive attacks of three Fuma shurikens in the blink of an eye, just like a wisp of wind passing through the forest of swords in the mountain of swords. It was an understatement and very elegant.

The insight of the Sharingan, the hard-trained physical skills, and the calm mind in the face of danger were all displayed vividly and impeccably in this moment.

boom! boom! boom!

The trunk of the big tree that was cut by the three Fuuma shurikens cut into a large section like a sharp machete. It can be imagined that if it were cut on Ryusuke's body, it would be cut into four or five sections.

It should be over now, right?

Ryusuke landed lightly on the ground and carefully watched the surroundings for four or five seconds. After confirming that there was no next wave of attacks, he took a deep breath and sat down to take a good rest.

"Mikoto is too honest. You don't have to be so ruthless if you ask her to help set up traps. She even uses high-end items like Fuma Shuriken."

Ryusuke haphazardly wiped the sweat off his face, looked at the mess around him, and grinned: "But, the effect is very good. This way, my chances of surviving on the battlefield will be much greater. "

When you go to the battlefield, it's not a simple one-on-one or squad-versus-squad battle, but a melee and a big brawl. You can't estimate where the enemy will attack from and what kind of attack it will be. Therefore, strengthening one's avoidance ability is the most important way to save life at present.

"It's been two years, and I finally have a chuunin-level combat capability, breaking away from the ranks of junior cannon fodder." Ryusuke fell back, lying on the grass, staring at the blue sky through the gaps in the leaves in a daze.

About fifteen minutes later, Uchiha Mikoto walked over in the morning light carrying a food box. After seeing the "tragic situation" around him, he knew that Ryusuke had succeeded in his practice, and he smiled proudly and said: "I knew Ryousuke would definitely succeed."

"That's right, don't even look at who I am."

Ryusuke sat up, and without being polite, he opened the food box, picked up the egg sandwich inside, and swallowed it in big gulps until his mouth was bulging.

It has always been like this. Every morning, Mikoto would bring a nutritious breakfast made by herself to feed Ryuusuke after hard training, so that Ryuusuke, who had always been cash-strapped, could have a good meal.

Mikoto said: "Oh, by the way, my grandfather asked you to come to my house. He wants to see you."

"The Great Elder wants to see me?" Ryusuke was very surprised. Apart from being handsome and smart, there was nothing special about him. He was just ordinary. Why did a big shot like the Great Elder suddenly want to see him?

"Well, you'll know it when you go there. It's a good thing."

"OK then."

Ryusuke hurriedly finished his sandwich and followed Mikoto to her house.