Naruto: My Own Wind

The wolf that raised its head was beheaded before it could even howl, and the other three were the same. It was only because it was dark, otherwise the red splashing around would have been extremely conspicuous.

Gulu!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Choji swallowed unconsciously, then turned to look at Kazama in astonishment.

Shikamaru came quickly and stood behind the two of them, somewhat stunned. He had only one thought in his mind: Can a swordsman be so powerful?

At this time, Fengjian sheathed his sword and nodded with satisfaction. Although the Vacuum Sword was just a trial run, its power was still quite good and much more powerful than the Sky-Splitting Palm.

Hanging the katana on his waist, Kazama turned around and saw Choji and Shikamaru in a daze. He spread his hands and said, "It's just a few wolves. We've dealt with them. Let's go back."

After Feng Jian finished speaking, without waiting for the two to react, he walked back first.

Seeing this, Shikamaru quickly grabbed Choji and caught up with Kazama.

"Uncle Kazama, this move of yours is so cool." Shikama said with a smile.

"What's so cool about that? Many samurai can do what I do, not to mention you ninjas." Kazama curled his lips and clasped his hands behind his head.

"How is that possible? I just can't do it."

Glancing sideways at Choji, seeing how serious he was, Kazama smiled, “That’s because you’re still too young.

Besides, you ninjas rarely win with weapons, but with ninjutsu."

Shikamaru was slightly stunned. He felt that what Kazama said made sense, but he also felt that something was wrong, but he just couldn't find it.

"Uncle Kazama, was that sound your defense?" Shikamaru patted Choji and asked with his head raised.

"It's not me, it's Brother Dazuo and the others. In this world, it's always better to be careful." Fengjian said without turning his head.

Shikamaru blinked and said nothing more.

As the three of them walked out of the woods, Ikki asked, "Kazama-senpai, what is that?"

"Just a few wolves, get rid of them." Fengjian waved his hand at him, "Continue to look after your goods."

Back on the tree, Fengjian thought that when there was no one around, he would try out the power of the pole-inserting technique.

Seeing that Shikama also returned to the tree, Kazama chatted with him from time to time until the second half of the night, when someone took over and Kazama was able to rest.

The night was silent, and soon the sun rose in the east, shining brightly.

After breakfast, the caravan set out on its journey again.

And Fengjian was still sitting in the last carriage, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

At first, Shikamaru, who was sitting aside, had no expression, but after a while, Shikamaru was speechless. We were all sleeping for half the night, so were you so sleepy?

You fall asleep as soon as you get in the car. The bumps of the carriage can't disturb your sleep. You are really a sleep god!

Shikamaru crossed his arms, squinted his eyes, and turned his head from time to time. He wanted to know when Kazama would wake up.

It wasn't until lunch that Shikamaru found out the answer.

After lunch and a short rest, the caravan set out on its journey again.

Fengjian yawned, turned around and saw Shikamaru staring at him. He stretched and asked, "Hey, kid, why are you looking at me?"

"Uncle Kazama, do you usually sleep this well?"

"Of course, only when people get enough sleep can they be healthier." Fengjian said as a matter of course.

Seeing Shikamaru's confused look again, Kazama touched his chin and said, "You are young, it is normal that you don't understand. You will understand it naturally when you are older."

"Old?" Shikamaru's eyes twitched a little, and he looked at Kazama speechlessly, "Uncle Kazama, you don't seem to be old yet, right?"

"Precisely because I am not old yet, I have to ensure my sleep. Otherwise, it will be too late when I am older." Fengjian spread his hands and grinned.

Upon hearing this, Shikamaru chuckled twice and said nothing more.

Fengjian also had some free time and half-lay on the carriage again.

Slowly, Fengjian closed his eyes again, this time not to sleep, but to rest.

I don't know how long it was before the carriage suddenly stopped. Kazama slowly opened his right eye, but Shikamaru beside him had already gotten off the carriage and ran to the front.

Fengjian stuck his head out and saw a group of people appearing at the front of the team, blocking the caravan's way.

They all looked fierce, fat and strong, holding weapons. The sturdy man in the middle was more than two meters tall and carried a mace on his shoulder.

When encountering bandits robbing on the road, Fengjian had no intention of going over, but just leaned forward to watch.

It's not that he is timid, but he believes that the commander-in-chief can handle it. Besides, there is Asuma's team ahead.

The chief took a step forward and said calmly, "We are the caravan of the Wasabi family from the Tea Country. Can we..."

The sturdy man carrying the mace pounded the mace on the ground, making a bang, which showed that the mace was quite heavy and interrupted the elder's speech.

The big man looked at the big seat with contempt, grinned and said, "Leave all the goods behind, and I can spare your lives."

The big boss frowned, "My friend, we are Wasabi..."

With a whoosh, the big man raised his mace with one hand, pointed at the big seat and said, "I don't care whether you have wasabi or water sunflower.

I told you to leave the goods behind and get out of here, or don’t leave.”

The big man's words made the young men behind the big seat very dissatisfied. They drew their samurai swords and prepared to teach this madman a lesson.

The chief quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, and tightly grasped the hilt of the knife with his right hand. He stared at the big man with a cold look in his eyes, "So, there's nothing to talk about?"

"Nonsense, I always keep my word." The big man was very annoyed and waved his hand, "Brothers, charge!"

When the bandits behind them heard this, they howled in surprise, raised their weapons, and rushed towards the caravan like wild wolves seeing food.

The Oza drew his samurai sword and pointed it at the bandits. Just as he was about to speak, Asuma Sarutobi raised his hand to stop him.

While the elder was puzzled, Sarutobi Asuma said calmly, "Leave it to us." He waved at the piglet Shikacho, "Shikamaru, Choji, Ino, go stop them."

Ino, Deer, and Chou nodded at the same time, drew out their kunai with serious expressions, and ran towards the arrogant bandits.

Kazama stood on the carriage, holding a samurai sword, watching the little pig Shikacho display his power.

Watching the bandits being beaten, they held their stomachs, dropped their weapons, and squatted or lay down wailing.

This made Fengjian sigh that in this world, several ordinary adults were no match for a child who had just graduated from a ninja school.

Sure enough, strength determines everything.

However, Shikamaru, Choji, and Ino were too kind and only injured but did not kill. In other words, they only temporarily incapacitated these bandits from moving.

Feng Jian shook his head. He was indeed the new generation of ninja in Konoha Village. He was kind and whimsical. Like that big fool Yahiko, he always wanted to achieve peace through persuasion and convincing others. But in the end...

Fengjian shook his head and sighed helplessly. People like them will never know that persuasion and influence are built on powerful fists.

If the order is wrong, it will be counterproductive.

While Kazama was reminiscing and sighing, Ino-Shika-Chou showed their unparalleled tacit understanding. Shikamaru's shadow imitation technique and Choji's partial multiplication technique cooperated to control the bandit leader, the big man.

No matter how much strength the big man used, he could not break free from the two men's restraints, and finally he was exhausted and gasping for breath.

As for Ino's role, it is estimated to be even greater. A beauty trap is enough to make the big man fall in love with her.

Seeing that all the bandits were dealt with by his students, Asuma Sarutobi had a happy smile on his face and lit a cigarette to cheer himself up.

Of course, praise for students is indispensable.

Seeing this, Oza and his men sheathed their swords, and Oza expressed his gratitude to Asuma Sarutobi's team.

Just as they were laughing and talking, Feng Jian came lazily to the side of the big seat with a samurai sword in his arms, and his lazy voice was heard, "Brother Big Seat, how do we deal with these bandits?"

Fengjian's question made the Ino-Shika-Chou trio very confused, and they all looked at him sideways.

"Kazama, it's important for us to hurry on our way. There's no need to waste time here." The elder gave the answer after thinking for a while.

"Brother Dazuo, if we leave, it will be a waste of time."

As soon as these words were spoken, not only was the Oza confused, but even the smoking guy Sarutobi Asuma, who had been smiling all the time, showed a suspicious expression.

"What? You don't believe it? Then watch me." Yawning, Fengjian slowly walked towards the bandit leader.

"Kazama, you..."

"Brother, you will understand in a moment." Fengjian waved his hand, bent down and picked up a long sword from the ground.