Naruto: In the name of time, shock the ninja world!

"My name is Uchiha Madara!!"

The arrogant and conceited voice echoed in Hoshino Kaede's ears for a long time.

His eyes widened and his heart surged.

He didn't expect it was Uchiha Madara. His appearance was a little different from that of decades later.

As a result, he didn't recognize him for a while.

But this tone, I'm afraid only he would say it like this.

It fits his personality.

"Ninja Shura...Haha, that day won't be too far away."

Feng Hoshino said confidently with his head down, a fighting spirit brewing in his eyes.

This time, the arrival of Uchiha Madara reminded him.

The ninja world is cruel and there is no order. Even in Konoha, there are turbulent waves in secret.

To survive, you can only rely on strength.

He lived too comfortably, which made him lose his fighting spirit.

Feng Hoshino was stunned on the spot, and after thinking for a long time, he chuckled and left.

The gradually receding back was no longer relaxed, and the body seemed to be carrying layers of pressure.

When he returned home, Feng Hoshino, who was always lively, rarely said a word and walked straight to his room.

Sakura Kinomoto asked with a puzzled look:"What's wrong with him?" Hoshino Yota shrugged:"I don't know, he became like this after going out for a while."

This indifferent remark successfully earned her a glare. Kinomoto Sakura's hair fluttered, and the anger in her eyes seemed to be overflowing.

Seeing this, Hoshino Yota immediately laughed twice, then got up and ran to his son's room.

After knocking on the door and getting permission, Hoshino Yota pushed the door open and saw Hoshino Feng reading the scroll he gave him.

The way he was studying hard was very similar to you who were reading a novel.

Hoshino Yota was about to speak, but Hoshino Feng spoke first

"Dad, I'm fine."

"...Okay, remember to pay attention to the time."

Looking at his son's serious look, Hoshino Yota couldn't bear to interrupt him. After saying"pay attention to the time", he left.

The room returned to silence.

Hoshino Feng looked at the ninjutsu scroll given by his father and studied it seriously.

Hoshino Yota is a ninjutsu-type ninja who knows many ninjutsu.

And as an elite jonin, Yota knows one or more S-level ninjutsu.

Most of the ninjutsu on the scroll are below B-level, and a few are A-level.

Hoshino Feng looked back, and suddenly his eyes paused, and his eyes became hot.

Because he saw an extremely The ninjutsu that suits him is the Flying Thunder God Technique.

Hoshino Kaede took a deep breath.

How could his father have this kind of ninjutsu? This is a space-time ninjutsu. It was created by the second generation Senju Tobirama, and then perfected by Namikaze Minato, who shone brightly on the battlefield.

In theory, this should be a forbidden technique, stored in the Book of Seals and guarded by layers.

Even if his father is an elite jonin with outstanding military exploits, it should not be easily obtained.

Just as he was puzzled, Hoshino Yota came back again, saw the puzzled look on Hoshino Kaede's face, and asked

"What's wrong? Is there something you don't understand?"

Xingye Feng was too immersed in it and didn't pay much attention. He said subconsciously.

"I was just wondering why this ninjutsu is here."

After saying that, Hoshino Feng realized something was wrong and came to his senses. Only then did he see the figure of Hoshino Yota.

Hearing his doubts, Yota looked over, then touched his head and explained with a smile:

"Don't be confused, this is sent by Lord Tobirama, who said it is very suitable for you."

So that's how it is, Xingye Feng nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that it is because of his own time blood limit that Tobirama sent someone to send it here.

However...Does he trust me so much that he gave such a difficult technique to a child?

Hoshino Feng complained in his heart.

As a forbidden technique, the difficulty of practicing Flying Thunder God can be imagined, and it also involves time and space, and the difficulty increases exponentially.

Since its creation, apart from Senju Tobirama, in the past few decades, only Namikaze Minato has successfully practiced it.

The failure rate can be imagined.

"By the way, Dad, can you buy me some weights? I want to exercise."

Feng Xingye said.

Although he has a blood limit, his body is the capital of everything.

Taijutsu is not valued in the ninja world, but he doesn't know it. Haven't you seen that Might Guy almost kicked out the finale with his eight gates?

It can be seen that Taijutsu is not weak.

Hearing this request, Yang Tai touched his chin and thought about it.

"If you are burdened....I have some at home, but the weight is not suitable for you. I will go to the street to buy some later."

He thought about it seriously and felt that Xiao Feng could not bear the weight, so he wanted to go to the street to customize it.

Xingye Feng heard this and said

"I want to go and take a look. If it's not suitable, forget it."

Seeing that his son still insisted, Yang Tai couldn't refuse, so he took Xingye Feng to the utility room at home to look for it.

"You can try it, but be careful not to force it too much."

Hoshino Yota felt the weight with his hands and confirmed that it was too heavy for a child to bear, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He knew the temper of Hoshino Feng, who seemed gentle but was actually very stubborn and would never turn back until his head was broken and bloody.

As a father, he was still soft-hearted and didn't want to see Hoshino Feng suffer.

Even though he knew it was wrong, a ninja had to endure a profession that ordinary people couldn't endure.

Hoshino Feng took the weight, and after Yota let go, he felt a heavy feeling that made him frown.

It's so heavy! This weight is at least one-third of his body weight.

The number may seem small, but if it is placed on a five-year-old child, it should not be underestimated.

After all, the body is not fully developed, and endurance and physical strength are very limited.

Put on the weight, the total weight of the whole set is more than twice his body weight.

It is equivalent to carrying two people on his back.

"Forget it, Xiao Feng, this is not good for your health, you should exercise properly."

Looking at Xingye Feng, whose face was red and even his breathing was a little difficult, Yang Tai could not bear to persuade him.

"I...I'm fine, I know my limits....Don't worry."

Xingye Feng uttered a sentence with difficulty. Now he felt that even speaking took a lot of energy.

Yang Tai showed an unbearable look in his eyes, and his throat rolled for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed heavily.

Xingye Feng tried to take a step forward. The weight on his ankle made him shake and almost fall.

Fortunately, he stabilized in time and did not fall to the ground.

The sudden weight of the body made Xingye Feng quite uncomfortable.

But he did not give up, and continued to adapt to moving forward.

The scorching sun shone on him, and beads of sweat kept dripping on the ground, and time was slowly passing.

After an hour, Xingye Feng moved forward steadily. It must be said that his body adapted very well, although it was still a little uncomfortable.

But he finally stood firm and was no longer shaky.

This is a good start.

Yang Tai, who witnessed the whole process, couldn't help but be moved on his face, full of emotion. With both talent and perseverance, there is no need to worry about not making progress.

Xingye Feng has the basics of a strong man at this moment.