Naruto: My Own Wind

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

Gurgle!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Dingci swallowed unconsciously, turned his head and looked at Fengjian in astonishment.

Shikamaru, who was coming at a fast speed, was also standing behind the two of them, a little stunned. He had only one thought in his mind, is the swordsman so powerful?

At this time, Fengjian sheathed his sword and nodded with satisfaction. Although the vacuum sword was just a small test, its power was not bad, much stronger than the air-breaking palm.

Hanging the samurai sword on his waist, Fengjian turned around and saw Dingci and Shikamaru in a daze. He spread his hands, "It's just a few wolves, they have been dealt with, let's go back."

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

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

"Uncle Kazama, your move is so cool." Choji said with a smile.

"What's so cool about it? With my level, many samurai can do it, not to mention you ninjas." Kazama curled his lips and put his hands behind his head.

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

Glancing at Choji from the side, seeing his serious look, Kazama smiled slightly, "That's because you are still too young.

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

Choji was slightly stunned. He felt that what Kazama said seemed to make sense, but he felt that something was wrong, but he just couldn't find it.

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

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

Shikamaru blinked and said nothing.

As the three of them walked out of the woods, Yi Mu asked, "Senior Kazama, what is that?"

"Just a few wolves, send them away." Kazama waved at him, "Continue to look at your goods."

Back to the tree, Kazama thought that when no one was around, he would definitely try the power of the pole insertion technique.

Seeing that Dingci 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.

A night of silence, the sun soon rose in the east, and the sun shone brightly.

After breakfast, the caravan set off again.

And Kazama was still sitting in the last carriage, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

At first, Shikamaru, who was sitting next to him, had no expression, but after a while, Shikamaru was a little speechless. They were all people who slept for half a night, so were you so sleepy?

You fell asleep as soon as you got on the carriage, and the bumps of the carriage could not 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 was not until lunch that Shikamaru knew the answer.

After lunch, after a short rest, the caravan set out again.

Kazama yawned, turned around and saw Shikamaru staring at him. He stretched and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

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

"Of course, only when you get enough sleep can you be healthier." Kazama said as a matter of course.

Seeing Shikamaru's confused look again, Fengjian touched his chin, "You are young, it's normal that you don't understand, you will understand it naturally when you are old."

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

"It is precisely because I am not old that I have to ensure my sleep, otherwise it will be too late to ensure it when I am old." Fengjian spread his hands and grinned.

Shikamaru heard this and laughed dryly twice, and then stopped talking.

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

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

I don't know how long it took, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Fengjian slowly opened his right eye, and Shikamaru beside him had already got off the car and ran to the front.

Fengjian stuck his head out and saw that a group of people appeared at the front of the team and blocked the way of the caravan.

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

When he met the bandits, Fengjian had no intention of going over, but just looked out.

It was not that he was timid, but he believed that the big seat would be able to handle it. Besides, there was Asma's team in front.

The big seat took a step forward and said lightly: "We are the caravan of the Wasabi family in the Tea Country, can we..."

The sturdy man carrying the mace hit the ground with a bang, which showed that the mace was not light.At the same time, he interrupted the boss.

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

The boss frowned, "My friend, we are wasabi..."

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

I said, leave the goods and get out quickly, otherwise don't leave."

The words of the big man made the young men behind the boss very dissatisfied, and they all drew their samurai swords and prepared to teach this madman a lesson.

The big man quickly stretched out his hand to stop them, and his right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the knife. He stared at the big man with a cold look in his eyes, "So, there is no room for negotiation?"

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

The bandits behind him howled and raised their weapons, like wolves meeting food, and rushed towards the caravan.

The big man drew out his samurai sword and pointed at the bandits. Just as he was about to speak, Sarutobi Asuma stretched out his hand to stop him.

When the big man was confused, Sarutobi Asuma said lightly, "Leave it to us." He waved to the pig Shikacho, "Shikamaru, Choji, Ino, stop them."

The three of them nodded at the same time, and all drew out their kunai with serious faces, and ran towards the arrogant bandits.

Kazama stood on the carriage, holding the samurai sword, watching the pig Shikacho show his power.

Watching the bandits being beaten, holding their stomachs, dropping their weapons, squatting or lying down and wailing.

This made Fengjian sigh that in this world, a few ordinary adults are no match for a child who just graduated from the ninja school.

Sure enough, strength determines everything.

However, Shikamaru, Choji and Ino are still too kind, only injuring but not killing, or in other words, they just temporarily made these bandits incapable of action.

Fengjian shook his head. It was indeed the new generation of ninjas in Konoha Village. They were kind and whimsical. Like that big fool Yahiko, they always wanted to achieve peace through words and persuasion, but the result was...

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

If the order is wrong, it will be counterproductive.

As Kazama recalled and sighed, Ino-Shika-Chou showed an 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 brute force the big man used, he could not break free from the two people's restraints, and finally he was exhausted and gasped for breath.

As for Ino's role, it is estimated that it is even greater. A beauty trap can make the big man infatuated.

Seeing that all the bandits were solved by his students, Sarutobi Asuma's face was filled with a happy smile, and he lit a cigarette to cheer himself up.

Of course, praise for the students is indispensable.

Seeing this, the Oza and others also sheathed their samurai swords, and the Oza even expressed his gratitude to Sarutobi Asuma's team.

Just as they were talking and chatting, Kazama came lazily to Oza with his samurai sword in his arms, and his lazy voice rang out, "Brother Oza, how do we deal with these bandits?"

Kazama's question puzzled the Ino-Shika-Cho trio, who all looked at him sideways.

"Kazama, we need to hurry on, there's no need to waste time here." Oza thought for a moment and gave his answer.

"Brother Oza, if we leave, it's a waste of time."

As soon as these words came out, not only Oza was puzzled, but even Sarutobi Asuma, the smoking brother who had been smiling all the time, showed a suspicious expression.

"What? Don't believe it? Then look at me." Yawning, Kazama walked slowly towards the bandit leader.

"Kazama, you..."

"Brother Oza, you'll understand in a moment." Kazama waved his hand, bent down, and picked up a long sword from the ground.