Chapter 1: The Fruit That Should Not Be Seen

Naruto World, Konoha Village. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The glow of the setting sun falls into the ninja school, and it is an atmosphere of tranquility and elegance.

But among them, there was one child who seemed out of place.

"Clone Technique!"

Poof!

After a cloud of white smoke came out, there was no clone at all.

"Failed again......"

There was a slight wry smile on Yuya's face.

He has been in this world for several years.

This is a ninja world, and Haya has also fantasized about becoming a genius and making a splash and being proud of the ninja world.

However, the truth is that it is extremely difficult for his body to refine chakra, let alone cultivate ninjutsu.

The amount of chakra he has is a fraction of that of a child of the same age, and as for ninjutsu, he can't even succeed in cultivating even the most basic, no matter how hard he puts in.

"Although if you only cultivate the body technique, there is also a powerful forbidden technique like the Eight Dun Armors, but what I want is not a moment of beauty, but a brilliant eternity. Yuya looked at the sky with a little resentment.

Oh my God, can you stop playing with him like this!

"Alas, besides, there will be a second ninja war in two years at most, not to mention the lower ninja at that time, even the middle ninja and the upper ninja will not have the power to protect themselves. ”

Yuya sighed again, the time he traveled back in time was on the eve of the Second Ninja World War, and this point in time was very bad.

He is now only eight years old.

But time was running out for him.

Within two years, he didn't have enough self-protection ability, and he was almost cannon fodder in the second ninja war that broke out.

Yuya didn't want to be cannon fodder.

"Forget it, don't think about it, let's go to the back mountain and continue to practice physical arts, even if it is difficult to practice ninjutsu, you can't give up easily. ”

Shaking his head and throwing the thoughts out of his mind, Haya stood up and walked towards the woods behind the school.

And walking on the road, from time to time, there are students from the ninja school who cast strange glances.

"I heard that guy hasn't practiced a ninjutsu until now. ”

"I'm afraid I won't even be able to pass the graduation assessment in the future. ”

"Sure enough, the guys from the small ninja village will never be able to compare with us geniuses born in Konoha. ”

There was a burst of chatter, accompanied by some disdainful glances.

Yuya directly ignored this.

A group of older children, when the Second Ninja War began in two years, they knew what it meant to cry.

But speaking of which, my luck is indeed not too good.

It's okay to come to this world, just be a Konoha ninja in a decent way.

Even Yuya doesn't want to become a thousand-armed clan, an Uchiha clan...... It would be nice to have a normal home.

But the truth is, he doesn't even have a home!

Haya was not born in Konoha, but from a small ninja village.

That small ninja village has been wiped out by the Sand Hidden Ninja Village, one of the five major ninja villages, and Yuya may be the only survivor, who was discovered by Konoha ninjas and brought back to Konoha after being discovered.

The people from the outer villages, although they are just children, are also very unpopular in Konoha.

There are cold eyes everywhere.

And Yuya has long been used to it.

Coming to the grove in the mountain behind the school, Yuya walked to a wooden stake.

At the top of this stake, there is an obvious dent, which he has made countless side kicks, countless hammers with his fists, and little by little!

Even if he didn't have the talent to practice ninjutsu, Yuya never had the idea of giving up.

Looking at the bandages on his hands and feet, Yuya took a deep breath and kicked it out, landing on the groove of the stake.

"One, two, three...... Thirty-five, thirty-six......"

Sweat rained down.

Soon, a thick tiredness and exertion came over the body, especially in the ankles, and gradually began to ache, ache, and swell.

But Yuya didn't stop, but gritted his teeth and continued.

In this place where it was almost dark and there was no one, Yu Ye was working hard to cultivate his body skills alone.

He can't cultivate ninjutsu, so the only direction he can develop is physical arts, and he must work several times or even dozens of times more than children of the same age.

Whoop!

Gradually, Yuya began to gasp violently, and the sweat had completely soaked his clothes, and even dripped to the ground.

Finally, when his legs were numb and even a little unsteady on his feet, Yuya stopped.

"Take a break, next five hundred straight punches, followed by two hundred side kicks......"

Yu Ye sat next to him and rested for a while, looking at the sunset on the horizon with only the last trace of afterglow left, and his face showed a slight hint of relaxation.

It would be nice if I could do this every day, and enjoy this beautiful scenery after practicing.

But it's a pity that the Second Ninja World War, the Third Ninja World War, and the Fourth Ninja World War...... With so many crises hanging over our heads, it is simply impossible to be easy.

Just when Yu Ye rested for a while, ready to get up and practice again, he suddenly let out a cry of surprise.

For he noticed that when the last rays of light fell on the horizon, a strange shadow seemed to shine in a certain direction in the woods.

What is that?!

There was a hint of curiosity on Yuya's face.

The shadow just now was not big, it was like an apple, is there any delicious fruit in this forest?

With curiosity, Haya walked slowly in that direction.

As the sky gradually darkened completely, Haya pulled out a ninja to illuminate it, and continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, Yuya stopped in front of a bush, and his expression instantly became dull, revealing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

When!!

Shocked, even the lamp in his hand fell to the ground at once.

The lights faded and darkness plunged all around.

"This ...... It's ......"

Yu Ye hurriedly squatted down, touched it a few times, picked up the lamp again, and then shone on the thing in the grass.

It's still a sluggish expression.

Finally, Yuya cautiously reached out and took the thing in the grass.

It's a strange-looking fruit.

It is impossible for anyone in the Hokage world to know what this is, and I am afraid that they will be thrown away as a poisonous fruit.

But Haya is different.

Haya, who used to be a fan of anime, almost instantly recognized what it was.

Devil Fruits!

"How could this thing be in the Hokage World?!"

Looking at the incomparably delicate Devil Fruit in his hand, which didn't look like a fake at all, Yu Ye's face was dull.

It doesn't make sense!

Could it really be just some kind of poisonous fruit that happened to grow like this?

The thought crossed my mind.

But Haya then shook his head again.

Without it, because it's so much too much like it, so like it doesn't feel like a fake thing no matter how you look at it.