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

After the two had finished their meal, they had a friendly discussion in the green grassy courtyard. There was no fierce exchange between the two, and it was mainly Kai who gave instructions based on Zhixiong's moves.

If it was about other aspects, Kai would still feel that he was not worthy of the title of teacher, but when it came to physical skills, he was very happy when talking about it.

At such a young age, he was even able to point out Shixiong's weaknesses based on the distance and location of his shots.

For example, you should not use all your strength when punching, and you should leave one to two minutes of room for turning. Using old moves will lead to incoherent moves. It is easy for others to see through and use this to form an initiative, defeating Zhixiong from point to point. It must be said that, This meal is really worth it.

It was getting late, so Kai said goodbye, but Zhixiong didn't keep him, but before leaving, he handed Kai a paper bag containing two fried chicken drumsticks that had just been taken out of the insulator.

"Bring it to Matt and try Aunt Kazuko's craftsmanship."

Kai still wanted to refuse, but Zhixiong shoved him into his arms unceremoniously.

Back in the courtyard, before it was completely dark, I punched and kicked the wooden pile again. After my clothes were soaked with sweat, I went to wash up and rest.

Early the next morning, Zhixiong was still practicing ninjutsu in his dream, and was gently woken up by Aunt Kazuko. The fat aunt had a smile on her face and asked Zhixiong to quickly taste the steak she made.

"Ding-deng-deng~"

I came outside barefoot and saw that the messy table with cups and plates yesterday had been cleaned up by Aunt Kazuko.

Now there is a large tray on the dining table, with two finger-thick steaks inside. They are fried darkly, but the aroma is very strong and they are still steaming slightly.

Two eggs cut in half and a large carton of milk were his simple and rich breakfast. Thanks to Aunt Kazuko for the meal, Zhixiong went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing up, Zhixiong walked to the portraits of his parents in this life. The beautiful lady Fengji was laughing heartily, and the handsome silly boy next to him was also smiling very brightly. Unfortunately, the black photo made their smiles not very real.

I miss you so much!

After gently wiping the inconspicuous dust on the photo frame, Zhixiong felt less sad.

When I was about to put the photo frame back into the shrine, I felt that the photo frame was a little loose. Just as I was about to check it, Aunt Kazuko shouted in the restaurant: "Shixiong, come and eat. The steak is cold and not delicious."

"I know, come right away"

After respectfully offering three sticks of incense, I walked to the restaurant and enjoyed a delicious breakfast.

Seeing Zhixiong eating the steak with big mouthfuls, Aunt Kazuko showed a kind smile on her face and patted her back gently.

"Eat slowly, aunt won't compete with you."

Zhixiong swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth, "When marinating this piece of meat, don't put so much sauce on it. It tastes good, but the color is not good-looking."

"Okay, okay, whatever the young master says, eat it quickly." A doting smile appeared on the aunt's face.

After breakfast and walking on the way to school, Kai caught up with him panting.

He started self-disciplined training early in the morning and was already sweating profusely. Standing next to him, you could even smell the smell of a man.

Zhixiong kept a certain distance from him without leaving a trace, and at the same time handed him half a cut of steak in his schoolbag.

“Have a try of Aunt Kazuko’s craftsmanship.”

Kai looked at the dark mass in his hand with a hesitant expression. Finally, out of trust in Zhixiong, he stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth with his eyes closed. Unexpectedly, the taste was surprisingly good.

After finishing the meal in three mouthfuls, he said to Zhixiong: "My dad said that it is useless to write down the experience of physical skills. You have to practice it yourself. He said that you can go to him when you are free and he will teach you personally. Only in this way can you guarantee that you will practice well." Accuracy of body movements during taijutsu"

Look, this is an expert, and what he says is different. Zhixiong decided to consult this Taijutsu master in Konoha who has not yet become famous during his weekend break.

Arriving at the school, many jounin who will leave a great reputation in the future are playing ninja games.

There were wooden shurikens thrown in their hands, and they were shouting either S-level ninjutsu or Konoha's forbidden jutsu. If they weren't there, the momentum with which they shouted would be quite bluffing.

"Hahaha, the rear of the crane is coming, there are still two of them"

When they saw Zhixiong walking into the big classroom, the classmates who were playing in the classroom laughed at him.

"Nonsense! Zhixiong is just a partial subject!" Kai argued for Zhixiong.

At this time, a little boy wearing goggles ran into the classroom door, and the classroom burst into even louder laughter.

"Wow, all three cranes are here. It's amazing. They all showed up before class time."

Uchiha Obito, who came to the classroom at a trot, defended with a flushed face: "I just don't want to take action. As an Uchiha clan, if I take action, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." After saying this, he helped him very conspicuously. goggles.

Such a coquettish behavior was thrown away by many classmates who couldn't stand it. Seeing him running away with his head in his arms, Kakashi and Nohara Rin sighed helplessly.

Everyone's fun didn't last long. Chuunin teacher Kawan Gang held a book and knocked on the classroom door expressionlessly.

He asked politely: "Would you like me to lift off the roof so that you can have more space to fight?"

A bunch of little cubs, who were still laughing and joking at first, turned into good babies one by one when they saw the teacher coming.

Zhixiong took out his book and started studying seriously. As for Kai... he was already lying next to him, fast asleep. His saliva formed a large reflection on the table, which made Zhixiong shake his head.

As a kid whose talent for ninjutsu has not yet been discovered, Zhixiong believes that a stupid bird flying first can make up for his weakness.

So whether he was taking ninjutsu classes or knowledge classes, he took notes and wrote down his experiences very seriously.

Even though he was at the bottom of the class in ninjutsu and even struggled with the most basic three-body technique, he had to admit that his scores in other subjects were pretty good, especially in taijutsu.

Soon it’s time for the children’s favorite peak ninja battle.

Chuunin Shiro-sensei gave a large group of little beetles a target to fight against.

Under his special care, children with similar levels have their own goals of similar abilities. However, several children from big families with high grades in the class are assigned to several low-ranking students.

Hearing that his opponent was a loser again, Asuma Sarutobi curled his lips in disdain. Teacher Shiro was doing this again, it was really annoying.

Zhixiong also had a headache when he saw that he was playing against the classmates in the front again. He had lost quite disgracefully in the previous times. He hoped that he could improve a little bit today.

The guys are still young now, and they don't have any impressive skills. The most they can do is spit fireballs, spray water with saliva, and then throw shurikens at each other, but each one shouts more slogans than the other. Loud.