Take a look at the blind Uchiha

"Sparring?" Madara was stunned, "Now?"

"Well, now." Ling patted Quan Na on the back and motioned for him to get off him, then stood up and walked to the open space on one side, "After all, Madara seems to be very uneasy. At this time, there is no better way to vent than sparring. way.

As for the rules... As long as Madara can make me move after the battle begins, even if Madara wins, I will agree to whatever wish Madara makes. On the contrary, if Madara loses his weapon or gives up voluntarily, I win, and Madara must stay. How about eating at my place? "

Madara silently glanced at the suspicious-shaped charcoal object next to the fire, his expression could not help but look a little solemn, but his heart was still full of worry, "But brother, you didn't bring a weapon..."

"Hahahaha, what the hell?" Ling laughed and put the blind stick on his shoulder, "Let me hold the weapon...Does Madara really want to try my skills?"

Madara stared at the suspicious charcoal on the ground for a while, then silently pulled out the short knife from his waist, "Then I'll ask my brother for advice, please be careful."

"Well, that's the way it is. Go on the ground with all your strength!" Ling hooked his hands in Madara's direction, "Let me see your progress! Izuna, come and help us shout start!"

Quan Nai sat on the stone where Ling was sitting just now, and looked at the two people who started to confront each other. Her expression gradually became a little excited, "Okay! Get ready - start!"

The moment Izuna finished speaking, Madara threw out several shurikens. Those shurikens surrounded Ling at a weird angle and were all aimed at his vitals.

But Ling didn't panic at all, his feet didn't move, and his blind stick in his hand swept in the direction of the shuriken accurately.

But what confused Quan Nai was that Ling did not sweep towards the shurikens, but behind them. Just when he was worried, the shurikens all changed when the blind cane swept across them. Direction, Quan Na then clearly saw the extremely thin wires tied to the shurikens.

This wasn't the end yet. After using the blind cane to hold the steel wire, Ling quickly turned his wrist and rolled all the steel wire onto the blind cane, and then tightened it tightly. Ban, who was rushing towards Ling, also staggered.

Before Madara could react, Ling handed the blind stick to his left hand. At the same time, his right hand condensed chakra and crossed the blind stick, cutting all the wires on the roll. Then he twisted his left wrist, and the shuriken landed with a clanking sound. With a loud sound, he accurately touched Madara's left shoulder with the end of his blind stick and pushed the person to the ground.

"Yeah, a good tactic." Ling smiled and handed the blind cane back to his right hand, "It's a pity that I didn't think well enough to deal with the sentient ninja... What about another one?"

Madara stood up like a carp, with fighting spirit finally rising in his eyes, "Come again!"

Then, while watching the show, Izuna began to witness Madara's downfall. Ling did as he said throughout the whole process. He didn't move his feet even half an inch and only relied on the blind stick in his hand to resist. Later, Madara started to use ninjutsu to attack, and Ling just added Although he had restricted the movements of his upper body, he still easily avoided it, and even had the energy to tap Madara's vitals with his blind stick and give him some verbal guidance.

When No. 30 rushed forward, but Ling still easily defused the attack, and was caught in the flaw and knocked away the weapon in his hand, Madara finally covered the back of his head that had just been knocked with a depressed look, "...what?"

"Madara has done a good job." Ling laughed softly, but did not move. "But this little trick of hiding kunai and preparing for a sneak attack is of no use to me, right?"

Madara made a small noise, took out the kunai hidden in his sleeve, and looked even more depressed, "...I lost."

"That's amazing! You are worthy of being an onii-sama!" Quan Nai's eyes sparkled, "How did onii-sama find out that Madara had hidden a kunai? I didn't even notice it!"

"With my understanding of Madara and the little magic use of chakra as a sentient ninja." Ling smiled and walked over to rub the top of Madara's hair, "Okay, don't be depressed, Madara is still young now, wait. When Madara is allowed to go to the battlefield like I was before, Madara's ability will surpass mine."

Ban raised his head and glanced at Ling, muttering somewhat depressedly, "How is that possible..."

Ling just smiled, and then rolled up his sleeves with enthusiasm, "Okay, the sparring is over! Now let's try my brother's skills!"

Unlike Izuna's excited echo, Madara was immediately flustered when he heard the words, "No, brother, how about I do it?"

"Really, Madara, I have some confidence in my brother..." Ling obviously understood Madara's worries, and his tone became disappointed, "Besides, how could I possibly give my brother something like that...

Although I did make a lot of bad things when I first started practicing and made myself hungry, I am not a devil. How could I let you stay to eat if I am not sure? "

"...But brother, didn't you burn down the kitchen at home because of cooking?"

Ling: ...That's true.

"Don't worry, Ban, there's no kitchen here for me to cook!" Ling gave a thumbs up after a brief moment of astonishment, "So there won't be any problem!"

Madara: ...even more worried.

Watching Ling walking towards the river with his blind stick, Madara's uneasiness grew more and more - he still can't forget that day.

Although he was just practicing ninjutsu at home, a terrifying chakra fluctuation suddenly came from his side, and then a monstrous fire swept in front of him - if his father hadn't been by his side and controlled the situation in time, Madara would have been there that day. If you don't go into the medical department, you will be sorry for the fire Ling set in the kitchen.

The most outrageous thing is that Ling actually kept the finished product in the end, but the finished product almost made Uchiha Tajima, who tasted it, vomit on the spot...

After that day, in order to prevent Ling from entering the kitchen again, Uchiha Tajima would prepare meals for them no matter how busy he was. Madara also worked very hard to improve his cooking skills, but when Madara learned to cook, he I was even more puzzled by Ling's behavior back then - what on earth was there in the kitchen that required such a powerful ninjutsu?

Looking at Ling standing in the river and forking fish with a long knife from a distance, Madara's expression was indescribably complicated. "Anyway, just wait and see. If the finished product is too dangerous, just use illusion to deceive Izuna and then eat it yourself." ...I hope there is still time after eating so that I can send Izuna back and insist on going to the medical department. 】