Naruto: I, Uchiha Obito, will never be a slave

Kazuto Iwagami was indeed just following the patterns on the scroll.

But the pattern on the scroll is fixed after all.

The actions connecting the patterns are not patterned, but described with words.

Obviously, Iwagami Kazuto did not understand these written descriptions.

The connection between his movements is obviously his own personal property.

Obito watched Kazuto Iwagami wielding a wooden sword.

The action patterns drawn on the scroll were displayed one by one in conjunction with the movements of Iwagami and the people.

However, Kazuto Iwagami used a weird gesture to connect the movements of the main body and the clone, which were originally supposed to be the movements of the clone.

What was originally a feint attack using the water under his feet was changed by Kazuto Iwagami into an attack with his legs...

Except for the movements drawn on the patterns on the scroll, most of the content has been changed beyond recognition by Kazuto Iwagami, and is even full of flaws.

Originally, Obito should have found it ridiculous.

But seeing Kazuto Iwagami's serious eyes, he actually felt a little sad at this moment.

Obito watched in silence as Kazuto Iwagami finished the action.

"How's it going? It's okay! This is what I improved based on the moves on the scroll."

Kazuto Iwagami wiped the sweat from his head and said proudly.

"Awesome!" Obito nodded expressionlessly.

Then Obito asked: "Can you understand the words next to these patterns?"

"Who can understand it? I only know a few words above."

Hearing Kazuto's nonchalant words, Obito thought to himself that this was indeed the case.

He could tell that Kazuto didn't understand the description on the scroll, but he didn't expect that he didn't even know a few words.

"But my movements should not be much different from the ones above. I also added a lot of things!"

Kazuto Iwagami felt a little proud, walked up to Obito, and raised his eyebrows at Obito.

"I've been studying this stuff for a long time! Do you want me to teach you?"

Obito glanced at Kazuto Kazuto and said calmly: "It is indeed very powerful. You can teach me when you have time in the future!"

Kazuto Iwagami laughed, placed the wooden sword next to the scroll, and wiped the sweat from his head again.

He demonstrated very seriously and vigorously just now.

Obito looked at the wooden sword on the bed and wanted to pick it up and take a look.

However, the moment he picked it up, Obito was stunned.

This wooden sword was much heavier than he thought.

Obito weighed the wooden sword in his hand.

It was discovered that the weight of this wooden sword was actually twice as heavy as Konoha's standard long sword.

Obito was amazed and picked up the wooden sword and looked at it carefully.

He found that the center of gravity of the wooden sword was at the hilt and the root of the blade.

There are obvious traces of splicing in these two places, and they are tightly wrapped with cloth tape.

"Did you also get this sword from Qingyin?"

"How is it possible? How could Sister Qingyin use such a wooden sword?"

Kazuto Iwagami wiped the sweat from his head, smiled a little sheepishly, and said naively:

"I found a piece of wood to make this myself. Although it's not a real sword, it looks similar to the one on the pattern. Hehehe..."

Obito was dumbfounded and glanced at the wooden sword in his hand again.

This wooden sword is quite delicate. The texture on the blade and the patterns on the hilt are very clear.

The blade on it was obviously polished and looked very sharp.

Obito had no doubt that even though the sword was made of wood, blood would still splatter if it hit him hard with the sword.

However, for something that Obito thought was a work of art at first glance, Kazuto Iwagami actually said that he found a piece of wood and made it himself.

Seeing Obito looking at the wooden sword he made with a look of disbelief in his eyes, Kazuto Iwagami felt even more proud.

"How is it, do you feel okay?

If you like it, I will help you make one in the future.

But this is already mine, and I'm used to it. "

Kazuto Iwagami took back his sword from Obito and wiped it carefully.

Obito glanced at Iwagami Kazuto and asked:

"This wooden sword is so heavy, what did you add to it?"

"Huh? Have you discovered all this? It's actually nothing, I just added some rocks in it!"

"Stone?" Obito asked confused.

"Yes, because this wooden sword is too light. If you put a stone inside, it will feel much more comfortable to use."

As Iwagami Kazuto spoke, something bad seemed to come to his mind.

"Alas, let me agree first. If you want to add a stone to the wooden sword, you have to polish the stone yourself, otherwise it won't fit in."

Kazuto Iwagami curled his lips and said, "I won't help you sharpen it. That thing is too laborious, unless you are as lucky as me and pick up one that is just right for use."

Obito nodded, not paying attention to his words.

It soon reached midnight.

At this time, the candles in the room had already been blown out.

On the bed, Iwagami Kazuto's snoring became louder and louder, but it did not affect Obito next to him at all.

In the darkness, Obito still rested his hands on his head.

At this time, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling quietly with the faint moonlight, not paying any attention to the snoring of Iwagami Kazuto next to him.

Finally, after confirming that Iwagami Kazuto was asleep, Obito quickly got out of bed.

He decided to leave.

Before walking to the door, Obito thought for a while and then opened his Sharingan.

The next second, a kunai appeared in his hand in the blink of an eye.

With the help of the power of Sharingan, Obito gently carved a few simple words of farewell on the table, and then walked out of the room.

The village is not big, with many empty houses, and the children only live in a few houses in the middle of the village.

Obito was walking on the path leading outside the village.

The moon in the sky is very bright.

His shadow reflected on the ground, like a drop of ink on a white paper.

The village is very quiet, there are no insects, no birds, not even the sound of the wind.

It was even so quiet that Obito couldn't hear his own footsteps.

Obito soon reached a house at the end of the path.

As long as he took a few more steps, he would be out of the village.

At this moment, Obito suddenly noticed slight footsteps coming from behind him.

Obito turned around, and under the bright moonlight, he discovered that at the end of the other side of the path, there was a figure jumping quickly between the houses and heading in his direction.

Obito's heart moved slightly, and he raised his steps slightly. After a few steps, he came to the shadow of the outermost house in the village.