The Legend Of Konoha Iruka

Chapter 9 Training

Mr. Suzuki’s eyes lit up. He was really dozing and someone gave pillows. Iruka’s suggestion was very good. Mr. Suzuki, who is an old fritters in the mall, saw the benefits of this business model at a glance.

At the same time, Mr. Suzuki also discovered Iruka’s business talent.

“Brother Iruka, let me speak up. Your suggestion is so good. Our Suzuki family needs talents like you.” Mr. Suzuki said sincerely: “I want to hire you to be our Suzuki family’s business consultant, 50,000 yuan a month. How about two?”

“Cough, cough, cough” Iruka almost got choked. He didn’t have any business talents, he just copied his previous life experience.

Iruka hurriedly rejected Mr. Suzuki, but Mr. Suzuki could not be willing, he had sent warmth to Iruka, so what can Iruka do without money.

“Brother Iruka, are you too small? If you are too small, I can add more. How about one hundred thousand two a month?” Mr. Suzuki was very stubborn, and Mrs. Suzuki on the side also echoed.

Iruka can’t stand it anymore. Fifty thousand taels a month is really not a small amount. It is almost reaching the salary level of elite Chūnin. If it is 100,000 taels a month, one Jōnin can be hired.

“Oh” Iruka sighed helplessly: “Well, Mr. Suzuki, let’s change the way of cooperation.”

“Oh” Mr. Suzuki was a little surprised, but he had already decided that no matter what kind of cooperation Iruka said, as long as it was not too excessive, he would agree.

“I have some drawings of ninjas. We can develop together. If we make money, what will be the profit?” Iruka recalled some of the equipment in the previous life. Many of them were beyond this era. Once they are released, they will inevitably cause looting. .

However, Mr. Suzuki is not so optimistic. You must know that in the world of Hokage, the country of craftsmanship is the most powerful. New products may not sell well.

“Yes, yes, let’s develop together.” Before Mr. Suzuki agreed, the Suzuki woman accepted it first.

Mr. Suzuki also nodded. They came to give Iruka money anyway. Even if the ninja designed by Iruka could not be sold, Mr. Suzuki would give Iruka the money.

The Suzuki family lacks everything, but not money.

After sending away the Suzuki couple, Iruka finally had time to sort out his harvest today. Compared with other things, Iruka valued the mental power scroll that Yamanaka gave him more.

Iruka knows very well that her talent is not very good, and her physical fitness is slightly weaker than that of children of the same age. Only mental strength is considered an advantage.

What determines the limit of one’s practice is not your own weakness, but your own strengths. If your illusion reaches the level of Uchiha Itachi, even the Kage-level strong will have no fear.

Iruka opens the mental power scroll, which contains some very basic things, especially suitable for Iruka at this stage.

Illusion is a method of mental power attack, which disrupts the normal flow of the opponent Chakra through its own powerful mental ideas, causing it to produce various hallucinations in consciousness.

Compared with ninjutsu and physique, illusion has extremely high requirements for mental power. Therefore, cultivating spiritual power is a necessary stage for every illusion master.

The scroll introduces one of the most practical methods of spiritual power training ~ meditation. Through continuous meditation, spiritual power will continue to grow. Of course, there are other ways to increase spiritual power, that is, intense mood swings.

Iruka remembered the opening method of Sharingan of the Uchiha clan. Hatred can indeed bring strong mood swings and give people a very powerful force.

Of course, the scroll also introduces several commonly used illusions, fox heart art, magic ～this is not Technique, Xia Congzhe Technique, these are low-level illusions, just perfect for Iruka.

Iruka sat down cross-legged, emptied herself, and entered meditation according to the method given by the scroll. His mental strength slowly increased at an extremely slow rate.

Without sleep all night, Iruka found that his mental power had only increased by a little bit. Sure enough, the cultivation of mental power is the most difficult one, no wonder there are so few illusion masters in this world.

However, Iruka unexpectedly discovered that she was not sleepy at all, but was full of energy. It seems that meditation can also achieve the effect of sleep.

Accompanied by the early morning birds, Iruka exercised his muscles and bones in the courtyard, putting dumbbells, sandbags, grippers, skipping ropes, etc. one by one, each at least three hundred times.

Iruka doesn’t want to do more, but he has to pay attention to gradual and orderly progress. His body is still very weak. Even if it is training, he has to take his time.

Immediately after, Iruka put on his protective gear, tightened his leggings and sandbags, and ran out of the house.

Along the direction of the river, Iruka took a step toward the depths of the forest. It was the first time he ran with sandbags on his legs.

“I rely on” Iruka’s heart is bitter, and he just ran a few kilometers by himself.

Suddenly, a figure ran past Iruka, causing a whirlwind.

“Yeah, boy, your pace is so slow, how can you meet the rising sun of youth!” A teenager in a green tights showed white teeth.

“Might Guy”, although Might Guy still looks like a young boy, Iruka will never admit it, because Konoha is not like him anymore.

“Do you know me?” Might Guy was a little surprised. Although his head was not very bright, he probably hadn’t seen Iruka in his memory.

“Of course I know” Iruka will definitely not tell the truth, so she can only say nonsense: “You are my idol.”

“Really?” Might Guy was very excited. He was regarded as an idol for the first time when he grew up, and he was still a kid of about ten years old, so he felt so fulfilled.

“Boy, I admire your vision.” Might Guy’s face was red: “Follow my pace and show the power of youth together.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Might Guy ran away, leaving Iruka with a cloud of dust.

“Fuck!” Iruka’s black line covered his head. I can’t even move my fucking foot. You still let me keep up with you. Can I keep up?

“Boy, I’m waiting for you in the front”, Might Guy gave Iruka another shot.

“Good” Iruka had no choice but to grit his teeth, squeeze the remaining strength of his body, and continue to run forward.

Every time Iruka felt that he was about to be unable to hold on, Might Guy would run over to stimulate him. Unknowingly, Iruka had already run dozens of kilometers.

It feels good to be squeezed out of potential, even though Iruka is so tired that he doesn’t want to move his fingers.