Konoha's Sea of ​​Fire

Taking the scroll from the hands of the ANBU ninja, Sealhuo opened it quickly and took out the information file inside. After reading it, he finally understood what it means that life is like a play, and it all depends on acting skills.

Mizuki's information file is simply a history of excellent actor's self-cultivation.

Jealous

greedy

full of ambition

Are you kidding me? What is shown in these files is clearly a good ninja of Konoha who has no talent, but is diligent and hard-working for more than ten years.

No wonder I can enter a ninja school as a teacher. If I were Hokage, I would also like this kind of ninja.

Of course, this is only on the surface.

However, since Mizuki can disguise himself so well, he will need more time and more manpower if he wants to dig out the opponent's dirty information. However, his Supervision Department does not have enough manpower. If he is divided to deal with a small Water and wood are overkill.

How about killing him directly?

Feng Huo shook his head after thinking about it.

What he feels now is that he knows that there is a rat droppings in a bowl of soup, but if you want to pick out the rat droppings, you have to fish them out with a small spoon and work slowly and carefully. If you use rough movements, you may remove the rat droppings. Crush the mouse droppings into pieces, and then the flavor will be completely integrated into the soup.

Feng Huo struggled for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses and figured out one thing: the bowl of soup with a mouse droppings falling into it was not his.

"Yeah, it's not my soup. Why should I be anxious? I'm not the Virgin Mary."

This really means that the emperor is not in a hurry to kill the eunuch.

Sarutobi Hiruzen, who regarded the ninja school as a taboo, was sitting there calmly. What kind of shame could he have done?

Roar when you see an injustice on the road

Katenten Path

nonexistent

Besides, the biggest rat excrement in the village is still fine now. Feng Huo must deal with this big rat excrement as well.

As the saying goes, butt determines attitude. With Feng Huo's current status, how can he still have the mood to deal with a salty chunin who has no talent and no future?

Like a senior deputy ministerial official, would he play tricks on a primary school physical education teacher?

The answer is: yes.

Feng Huo immediately summoned a shadow clone, and then ordered him to hand over Mizuki's information to Hatake Sakumo, saying that there was a pest in the ninja school and asked him to take care of it.

The shadow clone looked at Feng Huo warily, fearing that he would blow him up with a punch.

"Hurry up and go." Feng Huo said angrily. If he didn't have some information to give him, he would have punched him.

Who made these shadow clones look like jade trees and graceful people? Seeing them, Feng Huo couldn't help but think of his good looks. He is a low-key person, and what he wants to forget most is his looks. Unfortunately, the shadow clones The clone is too much of a nuisance. It hangs in front of him every day, making him irritated.

Two hours later, Xiao Li was successfully trained into a dog by Fenghuo. He lay on the ground sweating and exhausted, with more air coming in and less air coming out.

"Xiao Li, do you still remember what I told you? After training, no matter how tired or difficult it is to kill, you can't lie still. Stand up for me and take two steps. You take two steps for me?" Feng Huo shouted sternly.

At this time, Xiao Li struggled to get up, but the weight on his body was like countless iron chains connected to the earth, binding him to the ground.

Feng Huo sighed and could only use his trump card: he took out a large bowl of chicken drumsticks that he had prepared and looked at him with a smile.

The chicken legs exuded a rich meaty aroma. For Xiao Li at this time, it was simply a delicacy in the world and he couldn't resist it.

I saw him twisting his shoulders on the ground and struggling to crawl towards Fenghuo, like an earthworm, with his eyes glowing green: "So hungry, so hungry."

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p; Feng Huo jumped back slightly and jumped onto a tree behind him.

Xiao Li swam under the tree and bumped his head against the trunk. The pain made his eyes water.

Feng Huo was amazed, and secretly said that the human body is indeed wonderful. Xiao Li's body was obviously close to its limit, but under the temptation of delicious food, he could still climb so far relying on his body's instinct.

Feng Huo jumped to another tree, and Xiao Li chased after him with his shoulders twisted, his mouth watering from hunger.

After being amused, uh, no, after almost training, Feng Huo lifted Xiao Li up and stuffed the bowl filled with chicken drumsticks over.

Xiao Li directly caught the bowl with his mouth, raised his head and stuffed four chicken legs into his mouth. His sharp teeth clicked and he swallowed all the bones and meat into his stomach.

"good to eat"

The green light in Xiao Li's eyes finally slowly dissipated.

Feng Huo took out another large piece of beef from the seal scroll.

Xiao Li snatched it from Feng Huo's hand almost instantly, stuffed it into his mouth and ate it wildly.

Feng Huo's eyes lit up: Xiao Li's speed just now was very good, about the level of a chunin taijutsu ninja.

Sure enough, the limits of the human body are meant to be broken.

After letting Xiao Li rest for half an hour, Feng Huo continued to train Xiao Li.

Although it was already dark at this time, it did not hinder Xiao Li's training.

bang bang

At this time, Xiao Li was practicing side kicks. He raised his right foot to shoulder height again and again, and then kicked it fiercely towards the wooden stake.

After a while, blood overflowed from the bandage on his right foot.

Feng Huo didn't call for a stop, and Xiao Li didn't cry out in pain, as if the bleeding leg didn't belong to him, he just kicked out his right foot again and again.

"Okay, switch to your left foot," Feng Huo said.

"Yes"

Xiao Li gritted his teeth and responded, then used his bleeding right foot as a support point, raised his left foot to shoulder height, and then kicked it toward the wooden stake.

"Uh" Xiao Li groaned, sweating from the pain.

The blood on his right foot was bleeding even more.

But Feng Huo didn't shout to stop, he didn't dare to stop.

Persevere, insist I can do it, I can definitely do it, can't give up, I can never give up

Xiao Li's face became paler and paler, but the light in his eyes became more and more dazzling, like the bright moon in the starry sky above his head.

Crackle

At some point, Feng Huo had lit a bonfire nearby, and sat there comfortably roasting rabbit meat. After a while, a layer of golden fat overflowed from the rabbit meat. Feng Huo took out cumin and chili peppers. When powder and other spices are sprinkled on it, the fragrance is immediately diffused ten times, and flows towards Xiao Li like a substance.

"Cuckoo"

He had just eaten chicken legs, but Xiao Li felt hungry again.

This feeling even relieved the pain in his right foot.

He looked to the side pitifully, only to see that Feng Huo had already taken the rabbit meat out of the bonfire, took a delicious bite, and then grinned when it was burned, making Xiao Li drool wildly.

Xiao Li kicked sideways while watching, and soon his left foot started to bleed.

After Feng Huo finished eating the rabbit, he was so satisfied that he burped and said after half a meal: "Xiao Li, let's take a rest first."

Xiao Li refused to stop: "Uncle Feng Huo, I can still persist."

Feng Huo said: "Although the way of practice requires persistence, it must also be relaxed. Excessive practice will overdraw your body."

Although Feng Huo planned extreme training for him, this limit was not something he could break through every three days. He was approaching the limit again and again, and then when he had accumulated enough, he would break through again. If he tried to break through the limit every time, I'm afraid Xiao Li's body won't be able to hold on.