The Naruto world keeps playing badly in order to survive

"Are you from the Fire Nation?"

"Ah."

"It's so dangerous outside. It must not be easy to bring a child like you out." Li Jiao took him out of the alley and asked casually.

Qianshouwang walked to the inner corner and glanced at him indifferently.

"The city lord brought people to protect us when we got out. My aunt knows the city lord!"

It turns out he is a relative of an official. No wonder he has a teacher teaching him swordsmanship. He must be a relative of some official or something.

"I see. Where do you want to go? The casino?"

"No, she didn't come out."

"Okay, then I'll tell you about the Iron Kingdom, what do you think, kid?"

"My name is Wang, I have a name."

"Wang, I remember it." He didn't care about the kid's hidden surname. After all, he wasn't interested in it.

"The Iron Kingdom is a country of samurai. Ninja fights are none of our business. So we have the right to remain neutral, which means there is no war here." Rikkaku said seriously.

A neutral country? It seems that they were the main judges in the Fourth Shinobi World War. It seems that their strength should not be underestimated. After all, the weak will be beaten.

"Uncle Rijiao, do the long sword and the short sword feel different?"

"The long sword is the samurai sword, the symbol of the samurai! The short sword is just a side technique!"

Qianshou Wang frowned slightly. Anyone who said that the weapon used by his teacher was unorthodox would feel uncomfortable.

"Uncle Rijiao! I feel that the short sword is more powerful than the long sword!"

"Kid, no weapon can compare to the swordplay of a katana! And let me correct you, it's a katana, not a long sword."

"I don't care! The short sword is the most powerful!" Qianshou Wang deliberately angered him. Although he believed that the Iron Country's swordsmanship had a long tradition, he just refused to accept it.

"I have a dojo at home, and I have a little guy who is not much older than you. Would you like to have a competition?" Li Jiao squatted down and looked directly into Qianshouwang's eyes.

The huge body blocked Qian Shouwang's sight, and the eyes with a sense of oppression impacted Qian Shouwang. This is the aura formed by the warrior's years of training.

He stared into his eyes fearlessly, even with a hint of provocation.

"Then come!"

A glimmer of praise flashed in Li Jiao's eyes, and he refreshed his evaluation of him. Not afraid! Not shaken! He is a good seedling, but it's a pity that he has a teacher. I don't know how good his knife skills are!

Lijiao brought Qianshouwang back home, a place full of the flavor of the Warring States Period. The house here is different from other places. It is very simple, very old, and very majestic!

It makes people involuntarily maintain seriousness and good manners.

Some parts are exactly the same as the Senju clan. It's like dreaming of living in Konoha Village.

When Li Jiao saw the well-educated Qianshou Wang, he became more certain that he was the little boy of some high-ranking noble.

Following the left and right turns in the inner corner, with the push of the wooden door, the ground was covered with wooden boards, which was spacious enough for people to run a circle. This scene appeared in Qianshouwang's eyes.

Ah, why do I miss it suddenly?

"Daoguang!" With a roar from the corner, with a bit of majesty. After a while, a figure appeared in front of them.

"Father! Is there anything wrong?" He seemed to be very respectful to Li Jiao. His expression was a little serious. He stood very straight, like a conservative old man.

"This kid looks only a few years younger than you, and he wants to challenge you!" Li Jiao looked at Daoguang with a calm but unquestionable look.

"How about it!"

Daoguang then turned his gaze from his father to Qianshouwang.

Qianshouwang looked at Daoguang with a bit of curiosity, and their eyes met with a bit of collision.

"Hello, my name is Wang, and I am good at using short swords."

"Father! Isn't he a warrior?" Daoguang frowned, looking somewhat disapproving.

"He said the short sword is more powerful than the samurai sword. What will you do?" He deliberately provoked Mikado's Bushido spirit.

"This is nonsense! The samurai sword is always superior to everything else!" There was an error in Daoguang's concept. His deeply rooted thoughts absolutely forbade any different voices!

"I accept your challenge! The katana is the most powerful sword!"

Children’s competitive spirit is always strong when they are young, and they won’t turn back until they hit the wall!

"Then let's give it a try." Qianshouwang grinned, "Uncle! You have long swords here, how can I use them?"

"What long sword! It's a samurai sword!" Daoguang looked at Qianshouwang angrily, and was so angry that he wanted to chop him in the face with the wooden sword in his hand!

"Master, the special wooden sword is ready." A middle-aged man dressed in traditional Japanese clothes came in, holding a wooden short sword in his hand.

"Put it there."

"Yes." He put it next to Qianshouwang and walked out.

"Isn't this ready for you?" Li Jiao said with a smile.

Qianshouwang touched his face and smiled, then picked up the wooden sword beside him and weighed it.

It's a lot lighter than a real short sword, and certainly not as powerful as a real sword. I haven't touched it for a long time, so I'm a little excited, Mr. Sakumo!

Qianshouwang stood upright on the wooden board, holding a wooden sword in his right hand. His eyes became sharp, and he was completely different from the harmless boy just now.

"Nice momentum!" Li Jiao looked at him with admiration and motioned his son to go forward.

"Please!" Both parties bowed to show respect.

Daoguang took firm steps, holding the wooden sword in both hands, and his aura suddenly changed.

The knife is half as long, so it seems I have to go back to my old ways.

There are fixed sword techniques in the Hatake swordsmanship, but how to use them in coordination is up to one's own business.

Qianshou Wang leaped forward, looking at the long wooden sword in front of him, and dodged to the side, using his left elbow to quickly strike the arm that swung the long wooden sword! At the same time, he turned the direction of the short wooden sword with his right hand, so that the blade was facing downward, and fiercely slashed towards Daoguang's throat!

quick! allow! ruthless!

All in one go!

The unique insidiousness of a ninja is upon you!

Daoguang had never encountered such an attack method before. His arm suddenly felt pain. He was caught off guard and used his knife to block Qianshouwang's attack, then used his back foot to stabilize his center of gravity!

The short wooden sword was placed on his long wooden sword, and the two began to compete in endurance!

It was obvious that Qianshou Wang was shorter than Daoguang, and the disadvantage was leaning towards Qianshou Wang.

One hand cannot defeat two hands. Qianshou Wang held the short wooden sword in one hand, but suddenly relaxed and leaned sideways, so that the force of his right hand was cleverly relieved.

He swayed his body and paused, and the knife shadow came towards Qianshou Wang's head. He blocked it with his knife from time to time, or dodged it sideways.

It’s my first time using Japanese knife skills, and I’m a little uncomfortable with it, but!

No matter how strong your sword is, the traditional sword-wielding ideas will never be as good as the thinking of the old six ninjas!

As time went by, Qianshou dodged all the damage he was about to deal.

"Is all you can do is hide?!" Daoguang's eyes were as sharp as torches, but he continued to attack without any flaws.

Qianshou Wang looked at the tip of the knife coldly, as if he had adapted to his rhythm. At the moment when his long wooden sword was about to swing high, he leaped forward and released the short wooden sword in his hand to shoot towards the tip of the long wooden sword.

The long wooden sword was deviated from its trajectory by the Thousand Hands Flying, and Daoguang's hand holding the handle was tilted due to the force.

Qianshou's elbow struck downward towards the bend of Daoguang's arm!

Daoguang felt pain in his arm, and couldn't help but let go of the long wooden sword in his hand! Qianshouwang took the opportunity to grab the long wooden sword, turned his fingers, and the blade was across his neck!

"I won!" Qianshouwang caught the flying short wooden sword and pressed it against Daoguang's abdomen.

It only takes a moment, but the outcome is already decided!

"How...is it possible..." Daoguang opened his eyes wide. He was not surprised that he lost, but he felt humiliated that the knife in his hand was taken away and placed across his neck!

"Here you go." Qianshouwang put down the two wooden swords in his hands and threw the longer one to him.

Li Jiao saw it and walked over and patted Daoguang on the shoulder.

"Don't be discouraged. Victory and defeat are common in the military!"

"Father, his... it's not swordsmanship at all... it's not... him!" Daoguang was just a ten-year-old child, and could only speak incoherently, his eyes filled with anger and helplessness.

"Um...how old are you!"

"Seven, almost eight, what's wrong?"

Qianshouwang walked over and answered Daoguang's question.

"Three years younger than me..." He was even more unable to refute him and felt a little ashamed.

"You haven't even been able to use your sword skills yet, you're still far from it, Daoguang!" Li Jiao's words made him unable to raise his head.

Daoguang clenched his fists under his sleeves and his face turned red. If there was a gap, he would like to crawl into it and never come out.

"But don't lose the samurai spirit!"

"Yes! Father!"

He bit his lower lip and accepted his father's teachings.

Facing Qianshouwang, he adjusted his mentality, frowned seriously, and said, "Next time... Next time I will definitely let you use your sword skills, and then defeat you!"

“......Okay.” This is really a headache. I have escaped death so many times. I will lose face if I lose.

"Little ghost, you seem to have quite a talent, come and learn the way of swordsmanship from me!"