Konoha's Sea of ​​Fire

The next morning, Feng Huo woke up early and made breakfast for three people. After eating his own portion, he grabbed the other two and ran to the Uchiha Obito family next door.

"Obito, have you woken up?"

"Haha, it's Feng Huo who's here, come in quickly." In the room, a kind old lady bent over and walked out, looking at Feng Huo with a smile.

This old lady is Uchiha Obito's grandmother.

"Grandma." Feng Huo smiled and handed over the breakfast in his hand.

"Haha, thank you so much, Feng Huo."

When the old man saw Feng Huo being so filial, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Walking into Obito's house, Feng Huo looked around and found that this place was similar to his house.

"Feng Huo, you sit down for a while and I'll wake Obito up." The old lady said with a smile.

"No, grandma, I just came here to ask if you have any sandbags or other props here that can assist in physical exercise." Feng Huo asked directly.

The old lady tilted her head and thought for a while, then nodded: "Ah, I remember that Obito's father had been practicing physical skills when he was a child because he couldn't open his eyes. Later, when he opened his eyes, he threw away all those props. I didn't If you are willing to give up, just collect them secretly, it should be in the small warehouse in the backyard now."

It was said to be a small warehouse, but in fact it was more like a doghouse. Feng Huo got into his upper body and took out a lot of scattered props for a long time.

There are a lot of leggings, weight-bearing sandbags, iron blocks, and bandages.

"Feng Huo, do you want to practice your physical skills?" The old lady sighed beside her, "Our two families have always been neighbors, and our fates are so similar. It's really difficult to open the Sharingan."

Of course, Feng Huo would not tell her that he had opened his eyes. He smiled and said, "Grandma, if you practice your physical skills to the highest level, they are no worse than the Sharingan."

In the final battle in the original work, Metkai opened the last door of the Eight Gate Dunjia. The explosive power in an instant opened the Samsara Eye, and even Madara six cried out, almost KOing him.

"Feng Huo, you are still young. You must pay attention to your health when practicing physical skills." The old lady was indeed very kind and kind, not like a member of the Uchiha clan at all.

"I see, thank you grandma."

After thanking him, Feng Huo arduously moved the props home, and then began to arm himself.

He tied one kilogram of sandbags to his legs to exercise his leg muscles.

Then there are half a kilogram of sandbags tied to the arms to exercise the arm muscles.

After putting these things on, he immediately noticed changes. When walking, the gravity seemed to increase. When forming seals, it became more and more difficult, and his hands became stiff.

"This is just the beginning, you will get used to it soon"

Of course Feng Huo would not be easily discouraged. From morning to night, he carried these burdens with him and wanted to get used to them as soon as possible.

砰

"Hiss, it hurts me to death"

Falling from the tree again, Feng Huo rubbed his butt and stood up with difficulty.

After strapping on the weights, climbing trees that had been so easy before seemed unfamiliar, and Chakra was completely unable to maintain his balance.

As for treading water, let alone that.

"Oh, am I too ambitious?"

It stands to reason that since he has opened his eyes, he should concentrate on developing the Sharingan. With the Sharingan, he can reach the pinnacle of life.

But, thinking about the perverts from the Fourth Ninja War, with just the Sharingan, it’s really no problem

As he thought about it, Feng Huo's eyes gradually became determined. Since he came here for a trip, he would never spend his life in an ordinary way. Even if he could not reach the top in this life, he would still die on the way to the top.

In the next few days, in addition to refining chakra and practicing seals, Feng Huo stopped climbing trees and treading water, and began to exercise. He sweated in the courtyard every day, doing push-ups, sit-ups, and squats. All the exercise methods I can think of are crazy and sweaty.

Such crazy training inevitably overwhelms Feng Huo's body, and the daily food is only enough to fill his stomach, so it is inevitable that Feng Huo becomes thinner and weaker.

"Feng Huo, you are training too hard like this. Your body will not be able to bear it." Obito felt very distressed when he saw Feng Huo losing weight day by day.

"It's okay, just get used to it."

Feng Huo was cooking. While talking, he grabbed the iron pot and shook it a few times to make the fire more even.

He still had weights strapped to his arms at this time, but he seemed to be fine. There were already traces of skinny muscles on his thin arms.

After lunch, Feng Huo drove away Uchiha Obito, who kept chattering, and continued to exercise.

After several days of crazy exercise, Feng Huo had become accustomed to the weight. Then he began to climb trees and tread water. Getting used to the weight made him more able to control his body and his chakra became more obedient.

Pop, pop, pop.

Feng Huo walked on the small pool. Under his feet, circles of ripples spread, reflecting Feng Huo's blurry little face.

Then, he started making seals.

Si - Wei - Shen - Hai - Wu - Yin

"Art fire escape ho fireball"

A violent force gathered in Feng Huo's throat, and he was so blessed that he blew forward with his mouth.

boom

A basketball-sized fireball erupted from his mouth and hit a dry tree trunk in front of him.

Click

The fireball exploded loudly the moment it hit the trunk of the tree, directly blowing the tree into pieces.

Feng Huo's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

The last time I practiced this ninjutsu was a few days ago, and it failed every time. Unexpectedly, I succeeded once and for all.

Feng Huo felt the power contained in his body and seemed to understand something.

"what"

Suddenly, Feng Huo's feet gave way and he fell directly into the small pool. It turned out that due to his distraction, the chakra on the soles of his feet changed slightly, destroying his balance.

"Alas, it's still not professional enough."

Feng Huo crawled out of the small pool, took a hasty bath, and began to add weight to himself.

Before, the weight on each of his legs was one kilogram. Now, it has been increased to two kilograms, doubling the weight.

The same goes for the hands, which went from half a kilogram to one kilogram.

The weight doubled, making Feng Huo's limbs become heavy, and then he felt stiff, and his blood seemed to be blocked.

Feng Huo didn't stop, and immediately started running around the small courtyard. Soon, the energy and blood in his body began to steam.

"so tired."

After running for more than ten minutes, Feng Huo was out of breath.

"No, run for another ten minutes."

Feng Yao gritted his teeth and persisted, determination revealed in his eyes.

One minute, two minutes, five minutes

Finally ten minutes are up.

Snapped

Feng Huo slumped down on the ground, or in other words, was dragged to the ground by the weight of his hands and feet. The sweat on his body quickly wet the weeds on the ground.

"Why does it feel like it's getting heavier and heavier?"

The world was spinning for a while, Feng Huo's vision went dark, and he fainted.