Naruto: My heart is as high as the sky, I want to become a god

Fugaku nodded and acknowledged Zhixiong's reason, but it was not enough.

"When Uchiha takes action in the future, such as the battlefield not long ago, I can participate as an Uchiha."

Fugaku nodded, and even the clan members couldn't help but nod.

The prestige brought by an outstanding medical ninja is much greater than the people they offend every day.

"But if I have a child, the child's surname must be Morigami, whether it's a boy or a girl."

Uchiha Fugaku lowered his head to think, and the elders next to him were also whispering to each other. The clansmen could not interrupt and could only look at them helplessly.

The elders felt that this seemed good, as if they had benefited from Zhixiong.

Uchiha Fugaku naturally discovered the problem, and after discussing with several elders: "You only talked about your efforts, what do you want to get?"

Zhixiong had been waiting for a long time. When he heard this, he grinned and said shamelessly: "The Morikami family is poor and has no valuable ninja skills."

Without saying anything else, Uchiha Fugaku understood, and so did the elders. They began to whisper to each other again, but this time there was a different voice.

The young ninja had the three Magatama Sharingan at a young age, and he still didn't recognize himself as an Uchiha, so he wanted to use Uchiha's ninjutsu for free. There was no such thing as such a good thing, so he had to pay for something else.

For example, in the Uchiha clan, accepting a few Uchiha clan members as disciples and teaching them medical ninjutsu requires heart and soul.

After the disciple is successfully cultivated, he will be given the basic ninjutsu of his clan, and then based on his performance each year, he will be provided with higher level ninjutsu as appropriate.

This is the inherent thinking of the elders. Fugaku frowned and did not agree with it. Young people will not have so much patience. If they do this, everyone will just break up.

Either Shixiong got involved with other big families, or Shixiong used his crooked brains to get Uchiha's advanced ninjutsu.

The elders were shocked when they heard this, and started to quarrel with Fugaku again. In the end, Uchiha Fugaku was made a little impatient by their stubborn attitude.

He pushed the chair open with a clatter and came to Zhixiong with a teleportation technique.

"Come on, let me see what you have got. As long as you get my approval, the Uchiha clan's not-too-secret ninja techniques can be made available to you in batches. Of course, you have to promise not to spread them outside."

The tribesmen and elders who originally had opinions put aside their opinions after hearing what Fugaku said. If they can get the approval of the clan leader, there will definitely be a wonderful fight after a while.

Fugaku and Zhixiong were two meters apart, both staring at each other cautiously.

Fugaku was worried that the boat would capsize in the gutter, while Zhixiong was worried that Fugaku wouldn't be able to hit him physically.

Two pairs of three magatama sharingan eyes rotated slowly, both looking for each other's flaws.

Uchiha Fugaku's muscles were tense, and his face looked calm and composed, but Shixiong looked a little nervous. At this time, his right hand was holding the handle of the knife, and his body was like a strong bow that had been stretched wide.

No one said start, Zhixiong started it himself.

The body leaned forward slightly and quickly opened the escape. With a whoosh, it disappeared silently in front of Uchiha Fugaku.

Although he came and went without a trace, some traces were still captured by the Mangekyou Sharingan.

"So fast!"

Fugaku twisted slightly and walked a few steps, stretching out his right foot to block Shixiong's path.

A foot suddenly appeared on the road. Zhixiong almost tripped over Fugaku Uchiha. The situation was urgent and he had no time to retreat. He quickly kicked off his right foot and jumped into the air.

The person was still in the air, and a scorching fireball was already coming from behind his butt.

I couldn't help but admire Uchiha Fugaku's experience. Shixiong was in the air, his body moved half a meter laterally, and then he flashed and came to the side of Uchiha Fugaku.

The attack was interrupted by him just now. If you don't draw your sword now, it won't be until later.

A ray of white light spurted out from the scabbard, as if carrying the coldness of nine winters, covering Uchiha Fugaku's body.

The bright light of the knife made his whole body tense up, and even the hairs on his hair stood up, especially on his neck, where it felt as if someone was pricking him one by one with needles.

So fast, it’s too late!

As soon as Fugaku Xingzhong had this idea, his whole body was split into two by Zhixiong.

There was a burst of exclamation among the tribesmen. Fortunately, Uchiha Fugaku landed on the ground and turned into white mist with a bang. Then two pieces of tattered wood fell to the ground, allowing the tribesmen who had their hearts in their throats to let go.

But before Fugaku appeared, Zhixiong exerted force with his right foot again, and with the blessing of quick escape, he dragged out a long afterimage.

Where he just stood, 'Duoduo', a long line of kunai followed his afterimage, but unfortunately he was always a step too slow and did not cause any harm.

Fugaku, who was in mid-air, concentrated all his strength on his right foot and struck down high.

"Hey~"

Zhixiong didn't dare to shoulder it, so he ducked sideways. As for his original intention? It's easy to use, but I don't want to bear this kick.

There was a loud bang, and the ground of the ancestral hall was shaken by a huge earthquake. Some Uchiha tribesmen with poor concentration were bounced up directly by the shock, and they were in a state of embarrassment in mid-air with their teeth and claws.

Perhaps out of consideration for the safety of the ancestral hall, Fugaku played more conservatively, using either physical skills or fire escapes released in the air, which did not cause any damage to the building. Shixiong followed suit when he saw this.

For a moment, the two were somewhat evenly matched. They fought for more than ten rounds. Uchiha Fugaku was slightly out of breath and didn't know where his energy was spent.

Even at such a young age, he was somewhat out of breath. They had only fought for more than a dozen rounds, but Shixiong stood calmly and calmly three meters away, confronting Fugaku again.

"Yes, at such a young age, with your strength, it is already better than when I was young." Fugaku praised sincerely.

"Thank you, Chief Fugaku, for the compliment."

Zhixiong held the sword in his right hand and spoke politely, but his face did not relax at all. The rapidly rotating three magatama kept firmly locked on Uchiha Fugaku, especially the movements of his shoulders and thighs.

The same was true for Uchiha Fugaku, but at this time he was a little surprised and had an uncertain idea in his mind. He even thought this idea was a bit ridiculous.

However, he decided to confirm his thoughts.

He did not run again, but quickly formed seals with his hands, spitting out a large number of small fireballs from his mouth, and then waved his hands repeatedly, and the shurikens in the ninja bag quickly moved forward and melted into the fireballs.

In the blink of an eye, Zhixiong's hiding space has been locked up.

Zhixiong, who had activated his quick escape, had nowhere to hide. Even though he tried his best, he was still hit by two fireballs mixed with shurikens.

He thought he could escape, but his face looked a little ugly. At the last moment, the two fireballs actually changed their trajectories. Damn it!

Zhixiong turned into white mist with a bang and disappeared in front of everyone.

A gorgeous scabbard and a blade glowing with white light fell to the ground with a clang.