"Cold wind, what are you going to do with the afternoon training?"

Iruka asked, eating her lunch.

"I'm going to hit ten."

The cold wind takes a bite of sushi, and from time to time picks up some vegetables from the red beans and Inuzuka Sasa's bento boxes.

As for Iruka, Kamizuki Izumo, and Gangko Iron's bento?

Sorry, thank you for not being sensitive.

"Hanfeng, I think you will make a pair with Erfat, you have an advantage over him." Gangzitie squatted on the stool and feasted, squirting out a few grains of rice as he spoke, and landed in the hair of the little milk dog Shiramaru.

"Steel! Child! Iron! ”

Inuzuka saw it and suddenly exploded.

She has a good temper and is gentle, but if she bullies her dog, she explodes in minutes.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Gangzitie hurriedly cleaned up the rice grains on Shiramaru's body.

"Woo ......"

Shiramaru squatted on the table, his tail wagging and wagging his tail, and his two big watery eyes looked at the little master, occasionally sweeping over the cold wind and Iruka.

Shiramaru is very spiritual, and although he is hungry, he sits there very quietly, waiting for the little master's feeding.

So Inuzuka Saya took a piece of sushi from the cold wind bento and fed it to Shiramaru.

"Woo~"

The little milk dog bites and squints and chews, looking like he is enjoying it.

When Han Feng saw it, he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help asking, "Xiaosha, ask a question, that ...... Do dogs have a sense of taste? ”

"Of course there is."

Inuzuka Saya replied without thinking about it.

"How can the dog eat...... Baba? Hanfeng asked curiously.

"Cold wind, you bastard, don't ask such a disgusting question when eating!" Red Bean said angrily.

Inuzuka replied: "Although dogs have a sense of taste, their sense of taste is very slow, especially insensitive to smells such as sourness, so dogs will ......."

"I see!"

The cold wind understands, no wonder the dog can endure it, show!

"Hanfeng, aren't you really worried about the actual combat training session in the afternoon?"

Seeing that the cold wind was so 'relaxed', Izumo was a little worried about him.

Hanfeng stuffed the last sushi into his mouth and smiled, "I'm not targeting anyone, but here...... The small note is full of garbage. ”

If the cold wind is domineering, in less than half an hour, it will spread throughout the class, Ito Erfat and others passed a small note, one or two were all angry, and they were waiting for the arrival of actual combat training.

……

At one o'clock in the afternoon, a corner of the ninja school playground.

The stubborn bronzes of the 8th class of the second year had already come here early to warm up, and the atmosphere before the war was very strong.

The cold wind lazily moved his fingers and wrists, and there was no nervousness on his face.

The five people, including Red Bean, Inuzuka Sa, and Iruka, were far away from the cold wind at some point, and each had a sad expression on their faces, which made the cold wind very painful.

Half an hour later, their actual combat training teacher, that is, the head teacher of Class 1, Hiramatsu Daishi, finally rushed over.

"Hello students!"

Daishi Hiramatsu is a middle-aged man, with a strong figure, a head of hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but when he speaks, he shows a mouthful of yellow teeth, which seems to be an old smoking gun.

"Hello Mr. Dazhi!"

The bronzes shouted hello.

Hiramatsu Dazhi looked around at everyone, confirmed that the number of people had arrived in just a few seconds, and then did not talk nonsense, directly took out a seal scroll and put it on the ground, and then sealed it with both hands.

Bang!

In the white smoke, one by one ninja bags appeared on the scrolls, no more, no less, exactly thirty.

"One by one, all tied to their own legs!" Hiramatsu Daishi said loudly.

"Yes!"

Ito was very excited, relying on his wide body to squeeze away from the others, the first to grab it, and then quickly tied it to his thigh.

The cold wind stood at the end without hurry, and suddenly he seemed to notice something, and when he turned his head, he saw Yui the oil girl wearing a high-necked trench coat standing silently behind him.

The cold wind startled.

"Yui, you...... It's also there. ”

Hanfeng wanted to complain, but the two were not familiar with each other and wanted to say hello, but looking at the coldness on her face, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Yui the oil girl glanced at the cold wind, nodded, and said hello.

The cold wind laughed dryly, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Fortunately, the person in front of him was fast in holding the ninja bag, and soon it was the turn of the cold wind.

Hanfeng picked up a ninja bag, first checked the ninja inside, there were ten shurikens, ten kunai, and twenty thousand books, touched it with his hand, and found that these ninja tools were all made of solid wood, and the edges had been smoothed.

At the same time, Hiramatsu Daishi said loudly: "Teacher Kashima told me that he told you yesterday about the skills of forbearance throwing, and you also wrote a throwing experience, then I will take the hot iron, and today's actual combat training will be based on forbearance throwing!" You are divided into two groups, A and B, a group of 15 people, and they will fight against each other in throwing training! ”

When the words fell, the classmates who passed the small note gathered together very tacitly, a full fourteen people!

One person missing!

Cold Wind moved in his heart and walked towards them.

"Moonlight and cold wind, you stop!"

Ito Erfat was furious, "Don't come here, you are not allowed to come!" ”

"Moonlight and cold wind, are you a man, if you are a man, come and beat me!"

"We're Group A, you're Group B, you're B! There you go! ”

"Yui, Yui, come to our group!"

This group of people is in a hurry, the purpose of their gathering is to teach Hanfeng a lesson, if Hanfeng is in a group with them, then it will be a fart!

Of course, Han Feng didn't really want to pass, but deliberately angered them, and now that the goal was achieved, Han Feng took two steps back with a smile, and then he found that something was wrong, looked left and right, and found that Group B composed of Red Bean, Iruka and others had gone far to the side.

The cold wind felt the malice from the hearts of the friends.

At the same time, Yui the oil girl also walked to Group A.

"Okay, grouping is done!"

Hiramatsu Daishi said, "Start the actual battle!" ”

Hey, where is the grouping done?

The cold wind stood alone on the side, very embarrassed.

But he didn't have time to complain, and Group A on the opposite side had already launched a heartbreaking attack on him!

Ito Erfat screamed and threw out two kunai, and then spilled five thousand books, and the rest of the classmates also poured ninja tools into the cold wind, and even the oil girl Yui subconsciously followed the crowd and threw two shuriken at the cold wind's calf.

Daishi Hiramatsu, who was watching the battle from the side, raised his eyebrows: What's the situation?

The people in Group A actually attacked one person at the same time?

Don't......

Hiramatsu's eyes lit up: The people in Group A are very smart, this is to gather the strength of everyone to eliminate one person first!

The cold wind looked at the oncoming various forbearances, and the ambition in his chest suddenly went out.

How many ants are going to bite the elephant to death!

Han Feng had already grabbed two shurikens in his hands, but there were too many kunai, shurikens, and senben in front of him, and he couldn't shoot them all down even if he was bullish.

Thirty-six plans to go up!

Without saying a word, Hanfeng rolled one after the other and hid behind the rest of Group B.

In the next moment, the second round of ninja attacks in Group A poured again.

"Run!"

Red Bean screamed and ran away.

Gangzitie, Kamizuki Izumo and others screamed in response, and of course, when they ran, they didn't forget to throw two kunai at Group A.

"Moonlight and cold wind, don't run to us!"

"yes, you go to the side and attract their firepower, so that we will definitely win Group B!"

"We'll remember you in the cold wind!"

"Wow!"

The bronze players in Group B dodged the attacks from the opposite side while screaming to let the cold wind be used as a target, and one or two consciences were all gnawed by the little milk dog Shiramaru.