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Qing Shui, who returned home, picked up the weights he usually wore during training and put them on himself one by one.

After coming to this world, Qing Shui tailored a set of weight-bearing equipment according to his body, and according to the plan, he carried out specific training every day.

The tranquility of Konoha is all an appearance, and when the ninja war breaks out in the future, the young and middle-aged people in the village will fight, and if they have no strength, they will only die on that cruel battlefield.

No matter who you are, if you want to become a ninja, a strong foundation is essential. After all, the bloodline boundary is not something that everyone can have. Of course, even if you have the blood inheritance boundaries such as corpse bone veins, white eyes, and writing wheel eyes, without systematic training, even if you can become a strong person and gain great strength, it will only be a flash in the pan.

Of course, if Qing Shui hugged his cheap daddy's thigh, he might be able to survive to the end.

That wouldn't be interesting, though, would it?

Before obtaining the Chakra Condensation Method, Qing Shui decided to follow Xiao Li's training method and insist on training every day.

Although his father didn't say anything about it, judging from the pocket money that was increasing every week, he was still very supportive of Shimizu's training.

Dressed in a load, Qing Shui began to run around the periphery of Konoha Village, and it has become his daily routine to run ten laps around Konoha every day, and the entire Konoha Village knows how hard this child has worked.

In Konoha Village, a vacant lot.

The sky was getting dark, but Qing Shui didn't mean to stop at all, but according to the plan he had made, he kept hitting the wooden stakes in front of him with his fists, punching again and again, and the labor pain from his hands could not stop his cultivation thoughts, but made him more and more sober.

"Eight hundred and ninety, eight hundred and ninety-one...... Nine hundred and ninety-nine, one thousand! ”

"Whew!"

Qing Shui, who had completed the goal, put his hands on his knees, gasping for breath, his hands trembling, and the bandages wrapped around his hands were already stained with blood.

Shimizu gritted his teeth and straightened his body, stretching his almost stiff arms for the next exercise.

No matter where he trains, Shimizu will try to squeeze every bit of strength out of his body, and this kind of training is called extreme training!

The so-called extreme exercise is to squeeze every bit of strength in the body, force out your own limit, let yourself surpass the limit, surpass yourself.

Although Qing Shui was only six years old, after a long period of exercise, obvious muscles had already appeared in his body.

Of course, in the world of ninjas, muscles are just a very ordinary thing and do not represent much power. After all, this is a world where blood can dominate the world.

If he continued to cultivate, the muscles on Qing Shui's body would gradually disappear, and then they would reappear, and they would become more sleek, as if they were natural.

At that time, it will be the time when the body is completely formed, and Shimizu estimates that at his own training speed, he will be able to reach this level at about the age of fourteen.

Of course, he also had to live to be fourteen years old.

It's now twenty-five years in Konoha and four years before the Second Shinobi War. If he can enter the ninja school this year, he will definitely set foot on the battlefield when the Second Ninja War breaks out.

Qing Shui shook his head violently, trying to shake all the thoughts in his head. He placed his hands behind his head, crouched down, and began the next exercise.

Sweat ran down Shimizu's cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

"A thousand, a thousand and one...... One thousand four hundred and ninety, one thousand four hundred and ninety-one. ”

His legs were almost completely stiff, as if he had been poured a lot of lead water, and he continued to hold on completely by his own willpower.

It's almost beyond the limit of the last time.

But Qing Shui pursed his lips, his eyes flashed with tenacity, he gritted his teeth, and continued to exercise hard, until he silently counted to one thousand and five in his heart, and then he collapsed and lay on the ground, panting heavily, unable to support it anymore.

"I feel like my youth is boiling! ~~~~~Oh~~~~~! ”

A voice entered Qing Shui's ears, he turned his head hard, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Green tights, thick eyebrows, and a thick mustache under the nose......

Such a familiar sound......

The Second Ninja World War has not yet begun, and the person in front of him will definitely not be the "beautiful blue beast of Konoha" Li Luo, nor will it be the "proud blue beast of Konoha Maitkai......

Since it's not them, there's no doubt.

Shimizu instantly confirmed who the ninja was staring at him and laughing!

Konoha's 10,000-year-old shinobi!

Maite Wear!

For this, Qing Shui has admired him for a long time.

In other words, for Maite Dai, Maitkai, and Li Luo, Qing Shui admires them very much.

They don't know ninjutsu and illusions, and they don't have innate special skills, but they have a resilient spirit and are never afraid to face difficulties. They get up early and work late, put in dozens of times more effort than others, and even if they fail again and again, they always believe that as long as they work hard enough, they can still become excellent ninjas.

Even if someone sneers at them, they will not defend themselves, they will just work harder and actively welcome the next day's sunshine.

The afterglow of the sun shone on Maitdai's body, and there was a rather serene and peaceful atmosphere, and Maitdai stepped forward, crouched beside Qing Shui, and patted his chest with laughter.

"Boy! You're working hard! This is youth! ”

Maite Dai's palm had caused tons of damage to Qing Shui, and he was already exhausted, and he only felt a pain in his chest.

Qing Shui rolled his eyes and coughed violently.

Seeing this, Maite Dai decisively reached out and touched his head, embarrassed.

"Boy, I didn't pay attention, I'm sorry."

Qing Shui listened to Maite Dai's words and was instantly choked half to death, but the puzzled Qing Shui still asked Maite Dai, "Senior, are you also cultivating nearby?" ”

Matt's thick eyebrows suddenly turned into a "V" shape, and he stood up straight, his right hand raised high, looking up at the sky.

"I heard about your deeds in the village, and I immediately felt that my youth was burning again! Brat! Would you like to practice with me? ”

Burst!

Even though Qing Shui had a lot of nerves, but seeing this scene, he still endured it and didn't squirt out.

Simply so!

Why is it that the hard-working geniuses such as Maite Dai, Maitkai, and Li Luo are more comic than the other?!!!

It's no wonder that Maite Dai is obviously very powerful, but he has been ninja for ten thousand years, in addition to not knowing ninjutsu, I'm afraid he doesn't even know anything about the reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance abilities necessary for some ninjas, right?

Maite Dai should only have four words in his head, right?

Thinking of this, Qing Shui turned over, supported the ground with both hands, and stood up with the pain.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to cultivate with you."

Qing Shui shook his head, under the light of the setting sun, this sentence seemed very cruel.

"Knock ......"

Maite Dai actually fell to his knees, staring at Qing Shui with teary eyes.

"Why? Can't you feel my passionate youth? How I sincerely invite you! ”

"No, if I could, I would like to worship my predecessors as my ......"