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

Kai, who was still worried about his classmates just now, suddenly showed an excited look, raised his thumbs up and said proudly: "No problem, I will have a good discussion with you then."

"You are just too talkative. If anyone dares to say that you are a loser again, you will deal with him severely. If the Konoha whirlwind doesn't start, who will know that you are the Konoha whirlwind?"

The stubborn Kai suddenly became ignited when Zhixiong said this.

"That's right! Zhixiong, let's have a youthful run."

The thumbs up high, the shining white teeth, and Zhixiong's hair looking black.

"Idiot! I don't have time for you to run around during recess." After Zhixiong finished speaking, he felt someone walking next to him.

Turning around, I didn't expect it to be Asuma.

Kai was worried that the two of them would fight again, so he quickly walked between them. As Asuma arrived, many classmates quickly gathered at the entrance of the classroom to watch the fun.

"I have already agreed with Mr. Baiwei that the next time we fight, we will be a team. I hope you won't lose to me then."

Asma has gotten over the shadow of the last blow, and now he is full of confidence and pride. His words have naturally been praised by many people.

Zhixiong thought about Naruto's achievements after learning multiple shadow clones, and the corners of his mouth turned upward slightly.

"You should practice more on how to resist beatings. Don't be beaten to tears by me again, and Teacher Shiro will force me to apologize to you."

"What! He forced you to apologize to me?"

When Asma heard the news, she felt very ridiculous.

Even if he was beaten and cried, it was just a normal sparring session. How could Shiro-sensei do this? Damn it, was it for his father's sake?

"What do you think?"

Zhixiong shrugged, pushed Asma away and entered the classroom, returning to his seat, leaving behind a bunch of classmates watching the fun, and Asma, whose face was turning green and red.

After a hard day's study, when Zhixiong returned home, a delicious dinner was ready.

However, he was not in a hurry to enjoy it. The shadow clone, who had been studying the human body for a day at home, nodded to Zhixiong, and then disappeared into smoke with a bang.

Zhixiong felt his head immediately buzzing and was dizzy for a second or two, and then he recovered. Then the knowledge that the shadow clone had learned for a day poured into his mind.

Also pouring into his body were mental and physical exhaustion. After all, he was still young and had a weak foundation. Zhixiong held on to the threshold to prevent himself from falling.

After a while, he finally eliminated his discomfort. He shook his head with a wry smile, walked to the sink, and wiped his face.

A shadow clone, learning knowledge for a day, is already in such a torment. I can't imagine how strong Naruto must be to be able to withstand this dizziness when hundreds or thousands of clones are destroyed.

At the same time, in the Sarutobi clan’s clan territory.

Several unknown jounin who often hung around Asuma tried their best to teach them how to practice wind ninjutsu.

"Okay, you don't need to teach me anymore"

After listening to the ninjutsu training experience for a long time, Asuma was very impatient. There was nothing new at all, it was all what others had said.

Several Jonin were also thick-skinned, and they still looked groveling when faced with Asuma, who was less than half their height.

A tall ninja, hunched over, asked in a gentle tone: "Master Asuma doesn't want to practice wind ninjutsu, so what do you want to practice? We all have unique skills that we are good at."

"Yeah, I'm the best at taijutsu," a strong special jounin said proudly.

After saying that, I didn’t forget to show off the big meat on my arms.

Asuma's eyes lit up after hearing this and said to him: "Okay, you can teach me how to resist beatings."

"what?"

"this······"

Several Jonin were troubled when they heard this. It's okay to teach Ninjutsu, but how to teach people how to resist beatings?

They didn't dare hit the Hokage's son.

"What are you talking about? Are you a fake Jonin?"

Several jounin looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally the special jonin stood up.

He told Asma some defensive postures and how to protect the body when being beaten. This was all based on his experience.

Asuma couldn't help but nod, and from time to time he would make gestures based on the current situation.

The Third Hokage in the distance looked at Asuma's strong figure with a smile on his lips. The pipe in his mouth was emitting white smoke every now and then.

Time has also changed from a sky full of stars to a blue sky and white clouds.

Shixiong trotted out the door early in the morning. The newly summoned shadow clone was sitting at the table, taking a sip of juice and a snack, and seriously studying the physical knowledge related to the medical ninjutsu Shosenjutsu.

Jogging all the way, from the bustling streets and the bright crowds, to the lush forests, and finally to the dilapidated wooden house that has lost its color, this is the home of Matt Dai and Kai.

Matt Dai paid great attention to Zhixiong's arrival. Although the house looked dirty and dusty on the outside, traces of wiping and cleaning could be seen.

Zhixiong didn't care about this and pulled Kai outside the house.

Matt Dai asked the two of them to compete first to see how good Zhixiong's physical skills were.

Kai was a little excited about Zhixiong's arrival. When fighting with him, he opened and closed his blows and punched fast and hard, which made it difficult for Zhixiong to resist.

Matt Day also saw Kai's problem, but he did not stop. Only when he was at a disadvantage could he fully reveal the things he usually didn't notice.

After blocking another volley kick from Akai, Zhixiong used his strength to distance himself. His hands and arms were in great pain, as if they were about to break. He was worthy of being a blue beast of Konoha, and the strength was undeniable.

Kai still looked full of energy and shouted excitedly: "I'm on board."

Then the whole person disappeared with a hiss.

Zhixiong quickly readjusted his somewhat deformed alert posture, not daring to relax at all.

Then there was a burst of wind from the right, and his head tilted subconsciously. Akai's fist hit his ear, and the whistling wind made his scalp numb.

The blow just now was fast and accurate. If Kai hadn't deliberately slowed down the punch just before the punch was about to come, he would have suffered a concussion and had to lie down for three or two days with just this punch.

"and many more!"

Zhixiong gathered strength and jumped out of place, regained the distance from Kai, and asked with a frown: "Why are your fists so silent today? They were never like this before."

"Hahaha, you finally discovered it"

With a proud look on his face, Kai walked up to Zhixiong, showed his bandaged hands, and waved them left and right in front of him as if offering a treasure.

"Did you notice anything different?"

"Look, look." Kai continued to shake his fists in front of Zhixiong.