The Thousand Faces of Konoha's Weird Man

30An alternative educational experience

"This concludes the theoretical class. Here is the last part of today's teaching."

Now that the theory is over, isn’t it time for actual combat? The two of them had been chatting for so long, and Saki was holding back his energy. He couldn't handle the space-time ninjutsu yet, and he couldn't do anything about the escape technique before he understood the principle of the teleportation technique. It is the instant body technique of the individual technique. The result just now was definitely caused by my own carelessness. As long as I was more careful, I would definitely be able to deal with it.

"Are we going to have another fight?"

"No," Saki just wanted to express his unexpected feelings, but he was yelled at by the character who likes to breathe loudly. "It's just my one-sided education. As an ANBU, I often have to perform various dangerous tasks. mission, so you have to get used to the feeling of injury or even death, so that you can stay calm enough at critical moments."

"I have long been used to the smell of blood."

"Haha, I'm not talking about a little fight between children, but a life-and-death battle."

"Haha, it's so powerful. You won't know until you try it."

"hehe"

It is Hokage's tradition to talk before a battle. Although Sakichi boasts that his level of talking is not as high as that of the powerful ones, he has a heart to constantly strive for improvement. As a young man with ideals, he feels that one day he will be able to reach the level of Naruto. Because of the height of a person, Zoji would not miss this opportunity to practice his talking skills.

It's a pity that this guy is very uninterested. He is ready to fight in just a few words, and he is in a forward stance, looking like he is going to break through from the front.

Are you educating me in all aspects of life? You just kicked me from the back, and now you are going to punch me from the front. Do I look so easy to bully?

As the saying goes, clay figures also have three parts of fire. If it is escape magic or illusion, it will be fine if someone hangs it with a hammer. But in terms of physical skills, Saki really has a bit of a temper.

With his eyes fixed on Saizo's shoulders, Saki knew that his eyesight might not be able to keep up with the opponent's speed, so he could only do the next best thing and rely on observing the opponent's shoulders to deduce his attack route.

This is called prediction

The sharp sword blade extends along the focus of his eyes towards Saizo's heart.

The tough shuriken was firmly held in his left hand, and the sweat-soaked hilt protected his delicate internal organs.

“Never fall into a defensive position”

As soon as the words fell, Saizo's attack followed. Seeing the other party's actions, Zoji's eyes jumped slightly.

It was actually a punch in the face without any pretense.

As long as they don't use the earth escape to the extreme or have Ma Ji's special physique, no one can use the sword with bare hands. So Sakichi handed out the dagger in his right hand without even thinking. As long as Saizo moved another half meter, this sharp blade would be absolutely perfect. Able to penetrate his chest.

Unfortunately, the dagger stopped only an inch away from the opponent's heart, or it was hidden in the most dangerous position.

What did he want to do? While marveling at Saizo's precise grasp of the distance, Saki instinctively felt a huge crisis envelope him. The surrounding space gradually solidified as if cement had been poured into it, even though his thinking was very clear and he understood what he needed to do. But just the simple action of twisting his waist and holding out the short blade made Saki exhausted, and white sweat broke out all over his body.

"Konoha Steel Fist Crazy Arashi"

"Wow" Just when Saki's power was about to be transmitted to the tip of the sword, an unparalleled invisible force slammed his shuriken directly into his chest. This powerful force didn't stop at all. It passed through Zoji's body and gave him a powerful impact on his heart and lungs. It was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart through a thin phone book. superior.

Zoji, whose throat was so sweet, could no longer suppress his instinct, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Of course, this is not the end, ANBU are killers without emotions. When Saki's body was offset by its own gravity due to the powerful kinetic energy, Saizo immediately took a step forward. The force was strong enough for his right foot to crush the solid bluestone ground. As the distance shortened, his fist finally touched Saki's shuriken that was pressed tightly against his chest.

The second level of damage this time was different from the previous simple and rough impact. Just as Saizo came into contact with Saki's body, eight arc-shaped wind blades directly tore Saki's clothes apart, between his limbs and waist and abdomen. It left a wound that could cut through the dermis. It was obviously a hidden skill, but the powerful power and the residual power of this spiral airflow like a fan blade were enough for Zoji to drink a pot.

The world is spinning, which is the only thought that Zoji can have now.

The scene in front of me is constantly spinning. Neither my eyes nor my ears are enough to judge my position or maintain a simple balance. It is like a small tree uprooted by a tornado, swaying in the wind until the storm subsides or Only when you encounter a sufficient obstacle will you stop.

"boom"

There was a burst of dust, and Zoji's wish came true. He pressed against the cold wall again, but this time he felt extremely lucky. High-speed rotation is really a disgusting feeling for people who have not undergone systematic training.

As the dust settled, Zoji also collapsed into a ball again. His hands, feet and feet once again felt uncontrollable. What was even more serious was the bones in his body that kept wailing. The tingling sensation from within made Zoji extremely uncomfortable. Even if his ribs were not broken, they were probably cracked. There were probably too many "small wounds" such as ligament sprains and soft tissue contusions to be counted.

"How do you feel?" If Saizo just now felt that Sakichi had the initial attitude that a student should have, then now it is the attitude that a student should have when studying.

"I feel like I am wearing a five-speed electric fan." There is an urgent need for verification here.

"This adjective is quite novel."

Seeing that Saki can still organize his language normally, Saizo is also very satisfied with the control of his strength. If he had gone all out, Saki would have suffered multiple fractures and lost too much blood and would be close to death. Although the situation looks extremely embarrassing, this is the world of Naruto. Relying on Konoha's treatment technology, this guy can be alive and kicking again within three days.

"Rest for a while and then go to the infirmary by yourself. We are different from those weaklings who can only hug each other for warmth. Our own strength is the only thing we can rely on. Don't place your hopes on your teammates."

"Thank you, teacher, for your teaching." Zoji really wanted to say thank you to the teacher, but with his twisted body, he really couldn't make any decent movements. After a little effort, Zoji gave up, and his limp body shrank into a ball again. Compared with today's encounter, the special training between himself and Fang Zhu was really like children's play house. They rehearsed countless tricks. Even if real guns and live ammunition were used, how much deterrence would they have?

The injuries caused during that kind of training are just like perverted self-abuse. They look serious, but they are full of self-pleasure and self-deception. So today, Sakichi gained a lot from being able to truly witness a ninja battle. It was not unfair for him to lose to a experienced ninja like Kabuto Yakushi. Even if there was not much difference in physical strength between the two, he was still the one who was completely defeated. It is the gap between experience and the awareness that wanders between life and death, like a chasm.

"Teacher, what you just did wasn't just physical skills, right?"

"It incorporates some things from Wind Release, as well as the teleportation technique I just used." Caizang had nothing to hide, and even ninjas with slightly stronger senses could understand what he had done. But understanding and learning are two different things. Just like the Chidori, even a pig tied to Kakashi Hatake can understand a simple principle, but what can be used from beginning to end is It's just two masters and disciples.

"But why"

"what why"

"You are such a strong ninja, you should be very famous in the village." Sakichi thinks that the ninja closest to Saizo is Sarutobi Asuma, but as the son of Sarutobi Hiruzen, he will never appear in the village. Root.

"I'm just a nobody. Even in the outside world, I'm just a chuunin."

Speaking of this in an indifferent tone, Zoji had the urge to shout "tell your story". This kind of character definitely has his own reasons for staying at Gen, and judging from his experience and age, Sakichi feels that an "uncle" of his age should never be cultivated by Gen.

"The teacher is here for a reason, right?"

"It's okay to tell you," said Saizo, who was very free and easy like a ninja who was good at wind escape. "I want to find out one thing. How did Uchiha Shisui die? If it's convenient for you to do so when you're out on a mission, Please help me collect information on this, I won’t let you do it in vain.”