The matter of the patriarch was over for a while, and the life of the cold wind calmed down.

It's going to be obscene again.

Han Feng took out a small notebook, looked at the English letters on it, and crossed out the letters that represented the multiple shadow clone technique and the immortal arts, and among the remaining letters, it seemed that only the nerve reflexes of the wave wind and water gates, the writing wheel eyes of the Uchiha clan, and the wooden escape of Tianzang were left.

It's really embarrassing for me to be a fat tiger!

The cold wind groaned slightly, and decided to start with the one who was close to him first!

Put away the small notebook, the cold wind left the mansion, wandered all the way, and came to the house of the ignorant fire genma.

The cold wind didn't knock on the door, so as not to be touched by the door.

"I don't know the fire, I don't know the fire!!"

Hanfeng shouted twice, and there was a slightly coughing response from Shiranui Genma, "It's coming, it's Hanfeng." ”

After opening the door, I don't know that the fire Genma warmly welcomed the cold wind in.

"How did you have time to come to me?"

I don't know that Izukuma has had some colds and coughs in the past two days, so I'm resting at home.

Han Feng was not polite, and asked directly: "Brother Ignorant Fire, how is your Flying Thunder God cultivation?" ”

I don't know that Genma shrugged his shoulders and said regretfully, "The progress is very slow, obviously Hokage-sama has already divided the Flying Thunder God into three...... By the way, why did you suddenly ask this? ”

Han Feng smiled shyly and asked, "Then are you still training intensively?" ”

I don't know Huo Genma nodded: "Once every three days, Hanfeng, you won't think about ......"

Hanfeng nodded hesitantly, "Actually, my recent cultivation has hit a bottleneck, and I urgently need Hokage-sama's guidance. ”

"Well, Hokage-sama won't refuse anyway."

Shiranui Genma smiled, "The next Hokage Guardian training camp will be at three o'clock this afternoon, and the location will be the seventh training ground. ”

"I see."

Han Feng was overjoyed, and after chatting a few more words, he left.

After that, Hanfeng wandered all the way through the streets, during which he met the police patrol of the Uchiha clan, Hanfeng wanted to collect one or two, but he thought that he would have to collect Bofeng Shuimen in the afternoon, so he had to give up.

At noon, Hanfeng went to Yile Ramen, and the business was still booming, and Hanfeng waited in line for ten minutes to mix a bowl, and after gobbling it up, Hanfeng paid and left, and continued shopping.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the afternoon that Hanfeng walked to the seventh training ground, turned around, and found four Hokage guards in the dense forest who were in special training, namely Shiranui Genma, Ivasi, Namizu Similar, and Kikudo Ninja Tenzo!

And Bo Feng Shuimen stood on the branch of a big tree, his hands on his chest, and his blue pupils looked at the cold wind that suddenly appeared with a slight smile.

"Big Brother Moonlight!" Seeing the cold wind, Tenzo smiled and waved his hand.

Hanfeng smiled and waved to the four of them, then looked up at the Bo Feng Shui Gate standing on the branch, and bowed slightly: "Hokage-sama." ”

Bo Feng Shuimen smiled and said, "I heard Xuanjian say that your cultivation has encountered a bottleneck? ”

Hanfeng nodded, "Yes Hokage-sama, I found that my reaction speed was too slow, so I wanted to ask Hokage-sama for advice." ”

Wave Feng Mizumon realizes that the situation that Hanfeng said is caused by his own nerve reflexes not being able to match the flying Thor, somewhat similar to Kakashi's use of Chidori when he didn't get the Sharingan.

However, he is not very clear about how to improve his reaction speed, after all, his reflex nerve is innate, and acquired exercise is only consolidation and proficiency.

Bo Fengshuimen thought about it, and Jieyin split up a shadow clone, and said, "Xuanjian, you guys follow my shadow clone to train first." Cold wind, you come with me. ”

As he spoke, Bo Feng Shuimen turned around and shot towards the depths of the dense forest.

The cold wind nodded at the four of them, and then quickly followed.

A few minutes later, the two of them had already gone deep into the dense forest, and then Bo Feng Shuimen suddenly turned around and spilled out the bitterness.

These kunai have strange shapes, and they are all engraved with the unique Flying Thunder Divine Technique of Bo Feng Shuimen, and when the cold wind looks at it, it is busy spewing out a hurricane.

"Wind Escape-Breakthrough!"

But as soon as the wind attribute chakra converged in his throat, a special kunai had already flown three meters in front of him, and in the next moment, the wave wind and water gate had already flown behind this kunai, and then a pier body rushed to the end, and a palm slapped the chakra of the cold wind throat away.

The cold wind coughed repeatedly, and it was uncomfortable.

At the same time, I was also shocked by the speed and reaction of the wave wind and water gate.

Just now, if the Spiral Pill in the hand of Bo Feng Shuimen was in his hand, it was estimated that the cold wind had already hated it.

"How does it feel?" Bo Feng Shuimen asked.

The cold wind rubbed his throat, as if he had realized something, but he felt that he had not understood anything, so he had to shake his head and look at Bo Feng Shuimen with an innocent face.

Bo Feng Shuimen also taught others the ability to react for the first time, and muttered: "When the kunai attacked you, you had already reacted correctly, and cast the wind escape to try to blow away the kunai, but when I flew over, you didn't do anything. ”

Han Feng nodded and said, "I saw you, but my body is still at the moment of performing the Wind Escape Ninjutsu, there is a kind, there is a kind of ...... In short, I just can't keep up. ”

In this life, I didn't read much, I only went to school for two years, and I didn't even finish elementary school, so I really can't find an adjective.

Bo Feng Shuimen nodded and said: "Yes, your eyes have seen it, but your nerve reflexes are a beat slower, so you can't react to my second attack, but about this, I can only conduct targeted special training for you, as for whether you can improve your reaction ability, it depends on yourself." ”

Hanfeng thanked him seriously: "Thank you, Hokage-sama!" ”

Bo Feng Shuimen smiled: "Then let's start!" ”

As he spoke, Bo Feng Shuimen attacked again, relying on his faster speed to force the cold wind to the side of the characteristic kunai that was inserted on the ground, and then flew directly to the kunai and launched a second attack.

Han Feng was beaten to the point that his nose and face were swollen, he could actually use the Flying Thunder God to dodge, or use the Konoha Flow Sword Technique, or Strange Power, but his purpose was not to follow the Bo Feng Shui Gate', but to collect his nerve reflex ability, so he had to honestly accept the special training of the Bo Feng Shui Gate!

The two of them attacked and defended, and soon half an hour passed, and the cold wind felt a little unbearable.

Not physically, but physically, it hurts so much!

"Let's take a break." Bo Feng Shuimen said with a smile.

Hanfeng nodded, and then suggested, "Hokage-sama, can you do it lightly?" ”

Bo Feng Shuimen groaned and shook his head: "Heavy blows will be impressive, and the next time you encounter a similar attack, your body will automatically react." ”

Cold wind's face turned black, isn't this a conditioned reflex?

Just like those dog trainers in the previous life, when they go to catch the frisbee, they will give meat to eat, and after a long time, as long as they see the frisbee, the dog will fly over.

The cold wind wants to cry without tears, but all this is to pave the way for collection, as long as it can be successful, no matter how dark the foreshadowing cold wind can accept!

The intermittent targeted special training lasted until five o'clock, and when Bo Feng Shuimen announced the end, the cold wind quietly threw out the collection technique.

The green light cluster in his mind quickly surged and rolled, and in the blink of an eye, a light blue point of light erupted!

The cold wind sank in his heart.

Pale blue dots of light?

Not talent, ninjutsu?

Han Feng's face was full of disappointment, so he didn't dare to lose the collection technique again, lest he collect any ninjutsu again.

At the same time, he used his consciousness to wrap the pale blue point of light.

In the next moment, the cold wind shook all over his body: Spiral pill?!