The Talent of Konoha

After a pause, Danzo spoke out his thoughts.

"Impossible! You need to know his identity!" San Dai exhaled a puff of white smoke, his tone a little helpless.

"So what about Uchiha! Those who want Nebu will never get it, and Genbu is really short of a member of the Uchiha family." Danzo's tone was a bit tough, he had already learned about Saitama's entire experience in Nebu's information, He even understands Saitama's talent better than the third generation.

"Don't think about it! The Uchiha family won't agree!" Sandai refused, thinking deeply in his eyes.

"You can think about other people, that's it." Sandai waved his hand and picked up other documents on the table.

"Hmph!" Danzang's eyes flashed darkly, and his face was a bit unwilling, but how could he give up as Kinoshita's root.

The third generation refused him to recruit Qiyu into the roots, but he had other means, didn't he?Although he has never had a good impression of the Uchiha family, it does not prevent him from finding a useful tool.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The sound of the crutches gradually faded away, and Danzo felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and the hidden injuries from before were beginning to torture him now.

It seems that the cooperation with that person is about to start, and Danzo has made a decision in his heart.

The afternoon time ended soon, and Qiyu and Shisui's duel practice was also very effective, and Qiyu's understanding of "snapshot" was gradually strengthening.

"Shisui, I'm going back first." Saitama casually hung the knife on his waist, and walked outside with strides, leaving Shisui exhausted.

After an afternoon of training, Shisui felt physically and mentally exhausted, and Saitama's personal strength made him feel that he would never be able to catch up in his life.

"Well, you go first, I have to wait a while." Although tired, Zhishui still waved his hand.

It was already around five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky began to darken. After all, it was winter, and the weather was still a bit cold.

Saitama wore a close-fitting black training suit, a high-necked top that is common to the Uchiha family, and the common ninja pants on the lower body, and walked slowly on the way home.

Soon, Saitama turned into a dead end, and there was no one there.

"Come out! The guy who hides his head and shows his tail!" As soon as Saitama left the training ground, he felt someone following him. Although he hid it well, he couldn't escape Saitama, who was naturally sensitive to chakra.

Saitama put his right hand on the knife, and the chakra in his body was surging.

"Shua!" A figure with a mask appeared on the wall.

"As expected of a talent that adults value." As soon as he showed his figure, this person said something nonsensical.

"Three generations or Danzo?" Saitama frowned and looked at the person in front of him, only Anbe or Nebe ninjas were familiar with this outfit.

"The tone should be Danzo?" Thinking quickly in his heart, Qiyu's face remained calm.

"Who are you?" Saitama asked knowingly, he did not show that he already knew the identity of the enemy.

"Uchiha Saitama, I belong to Root! I represent the will of an adult, and I would like to invite you to join us!" Root Ninja stood up straight, with a hint of arrogance in his tone.

"Root?" Saitama asked in a puzzled tone.

"Yes, Kinoshita Root!" Root Ninja nodded.

"You can think of us as Anbu's training institution, closely related to Anbu but not belonging to Anbu! And Anbu is a unit directly under Hokage!" Root Ninja explained.

"So Hokage asked you to come to me?" Saitama asked, pretending not to understand.

"You'll know this question when you join us." Genbu Ninja didn't answer, his eyes fixed on Saitama.

"How is it?" He asked Saitama in a low voice.

"Hehe." Saitama smiled, and found that the root ninja's brain circuit was a bit strange.

"Shua!" Saitama disappeared in front of Genbu Ninja.

"What?" Gen Mo's eyes shrank, his body tensed.

"Don't move!" A knife was pressed against his waist, cold sweat broke out from his back, his body became stiff, and he didn't see Saitama's movements at all.

A trace of electric current passed through the clothes and hit the body at the root, making him afraid to move.

"I won't trust a ninja of unknown origin, especially if he hasn't dared to show his true face." Saitama stood behind the root and whispered, his cold voice made the enemy's body tremble slightly.

"Go back and tell the people behind you that I'm not interested." With the knife retracted, Saitama jumped off the wall and walked towards home.

"Huh!" Gen breathed a sigh of relief, he really felt the threat of death at that moment, and he had no ability to resist in front of this kid.

Genbu didn't care about his still numb back, looked at Saitama who had walked out of the alley and was about to turn around, and decided to go back and return.

"It's really interesting." Saitama left the alley without taking this matter to heart.

The improvement of his own strength will definitely enter the eyes of some people, but at this time he is no longer an ordinary Uchiha clansman, and he will not behave like a little white rabbit when facing those people.

As expected, strength is the prerequisite for making a sound. As long as you have strong strength, this village will look like this!

Chapter 34 The so-called winner should be in the story!

Dinner was eaten at home, and Grandma Xiang made fish soup, which was bought from the village market at a high price.

Recently, due to the increasingly severe situation in the land of water, the price of fish has skyrocketed. Kaoru Uchiha was reluctant to eat it, and kept feeding Saitama the fish in the pot.

Uchiha Xiang's craftsmanship is really good, the soup is very delicious, and the fish is very tender, but unfortunately, Saitama can't recognize what kind of fish he is eating.

"Grandma, I'm done." Saitama ate the last piece of fish in the bowl, drank the soup, and smiled at Uchiha Xiang, as if showing off that he could eat.

"Is Qitama enough? There's still some in the pot, I'll serve it for you." Uchiha Xiang stretched out his hand, ready to catch Saitama's bowl.

"No, no, mother-in-law. I'm full, you eat by yourself." Saitama pulled the bowl towards her and said.