"Brother, is this really okay?"

Somewhere in the sea of trees, Sora gently turned his head to look at the thatched hut not far away, which was still silent.

"Even if he agrees, we are at risk of being exposed at any time."

Don't look at this old man as a shinobi, but according to the information recorded in the root, since the first ninja war, almost all the battles about Konoha This old man has not been absent.

Among them, there is no shortage of flesh and blood grinding to the death, will such a person really give in?

Hearing the worry on the side, the corners of Yan Yan's mouth gently pursed into a smile, and said meaningfully:

"In the world of light and darkness, light can never illuminate every dark corner."

Indeed, judging from Kosuke's life history, this is an old man comparable to three generations of Hokage.

Maybe what he did was not as important as what Sarutobi did to him, but Konoha was no less important in his heart than Sarutobi Sunslash.

Even in a sense, Kosuke, who is alone, pays more heavily to Konoha than Sarutobi Sun.

Life is short, and there can be several decades.

But it's like the seed that Yan Yan planted in Kosuke's heart when he was on the northern border.

When Kosuke looked back at his life, he had no regrets, and unconsciously, how much beauty passed by him.

When he was in the wild, wasn't that exquisite cooking skill what Kosuke longed for beauty?

However, these beauties were forced into the dust and corners by the light of Konoha.

"A unique apprenticeship ceremony will definitely make him unforgettable......"

"Whoa...... Sand ......"

The night breeze howls through it, causing the quiet forest to echo like a tidal wave.

The thatch, branches and leaves swayed and collided, and the seemingly fragile wooden door creaked and trembled, but the house was still silent.

Half-ringing, a helpless rejection sounded behind the door.

"Go back, old man, I'm just a shinobi, and I don't have anything to teach you."

"Well, I'm sorry to bother you tonight......"

Xin's eyes were slightly downcast, and his tone was full of regret.

However, the secret words of the contraction encirclement in his hand were decisively sent to the roots in the sea of trees.

"I hope you'll think about it again in the future......"

"Brother Xin!"

Before the words fell, Sakai's exclamation suddenly sounded.

I saw a black shadow shoot out from the vegetable patch behind the thatched house, and a pitch-black tunnel mouth appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Third detachment! Execute the first plan!"

With the urgent command of the letter.

In the direction where the black shadow fled, more than fifty ninjas holding pen and ink scrolls and carrying short blades quietly appeared under the moonlight.

"Super Beast Pseudo-Painting Peng!"

"Super Beast Pseudo-Painting Python!"

"Ultra Beast Pseudo-Painting Spider!"

For a while, the overwhelming birds and beasts swept towards the black shadow, and the large spider composed of ink and ink continued to spray the pitch-black cobweb, covering the black shadow on its head.

As a secret art, the super beast pseudo-painting actually has high requirements for talent, easy to get started, difficult to skill, and even more difficult to master.

However, as the only ninjutsu in Konoha that can have the ability to dominate the air, Yan Yan requires all roots to learn "Super Beast Pseudo-Painting Peng".

Just as an ordinary ninja must master the three-body technique, this is also the foundation that a root ninja must master.

Of course, Yan Yan will not let them waste a lot of time and energy on what they are not good at.

As for the future, it will all depend on personal talent, Yan Yan does not force it.

After all, the super beast pseudo-painting is more suitable for auxiliary investigation, and the cost performance in the head-on confrontation is not high, and it is even a little weak.

So much so that before Yan Yan came to the roots, no one except the faith practiced this secret art.

"Is it just about catching?"

In a dark shadow, Kosuke's figure quietly appeared, and out of the corner of his eye, he looked vaguely at the shadow clone struggling in a stack of cobwebs.

More than a dozen Peng birds in the sky above the shadow clone are constantly circling, preparing to grasp the target's track as soon as possible in case the target escapes.

"It's an eventful season, it looks like I'm going to have to change places, old man......"

Kosuke shook his head helplessly, and cautiously walked into the darker depths of the forest.

"Mind if I recommend a place for you, Kosuke-sensei?"

In the forest, where you can't see your fingers, a clear and confident voice sounds in front of Kosuke.

"I didn't promise you, I don't dare to call you a teacher."

Kosuke straightened his back and looked around solemnly.

"It looks like it's not going to work without a fight......"

Ground, tree trunks, treetops, grass, rocks.

Dense and oozing pale red pupils gradually emerged in all directions, enveloping Kosuke.

Although it is not as hideous and terrifying as Yan Yan, it is still conspicuous in this darkness.

"Then leave the words of apology for later, with such a group of stupid disciples, I believe you will soon get tired of hearing it."

Shin, who appeared directly in front of the old man, leaned on the mask on his face and bent slightly apologetically to Kosuke.

"Second detachment, don't hurt the teacher......"

Before the words fell, one after another black shadows wearing demon masks attacked Kosuke, and a dull shout sounded,

"Kosuke-sensei, please give me a lot of advice!"

"Are they all children......

Facing the sound of the wind in all directions, Kosuke narrowed his eyes solemnly, and his old face was expressionless.

The breeze gently blowing on the face suddenly became intense.

"It's coming!"

Kosuke's cloudy eyes flashed with a glint!

The hands that had been hanging at his side suddenly turned into a raging storm.

"Bang! Boom! Bang!"

The muffled sound of hitting the flesh kept ringing, and no matter where the root shinobi came from, the old rough hands would always hit the vital point of the comer first.

The armpits, lower abdomen, nape of the neck, and jaw are precise and powerful.

Although it is not fatal, the affected root shinobi will not be able to rejoin the battle for a short time.

"Ranmaru-sama, how are they?"

Shin looked at his companion who was constantly being knocked to the ground, and asked in a nervous whisper.

"Don't worry about ......"

The faint red eyes opened behind Shin, and Ranmaru's immature voice rang out.

"Your analysis is very accurate, and they are all in good hands, but this old man's strength is indeed unexpected."

"That's right, Kosuke-sensei's physical skills don't belong to any genre."

Shin watched Kosuke's every move with burning eyes, and his excited breathing became heavier and heavier.

"It's just the easiest ...... to kill enemies"

"Bang! Boom!"

I saw a few cracks in the thick trunk of the tree, and several of the roots that were knocked away by Kosuke fell to the ground heavily.

"Poof......

With the help of the thick straw mat, the root shinobi did not suffer multiple injuries, but the pain in the chest made these people almost unable to breathe, and they could only lie on the ground weakly.

"Drink......

Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, Kosuke's chest slowly rose and fell, and his eyes were still vigilantly looking at the few people around him.

This is what he has always been accustomed to, no matter who he is facing, as long as he is on the battlefield, he cannot let his guard down.

Because you never know what dangers are hidden in places you can't see.

However, in Kosuke's shocked gaze.

The remaining nine root shinobi only looked at each other for a moment, and then they seemed to understand what the other party meant, and once again pounced on each other without hesitation.

"Useless ......"

Like an uncertain prophet, Kosuke dodged the whip legs of the two of them, and swept one of them to the ground in a flick.

As he dodged a top elbow, he kicked the numb leg of the fallen man with his toes, and his wrinkled fingers struck the throat of the comer.

Seeing that in this short moment, the two of them lost their combat power.

Just as Kosuke was focusing on the others, one person on the ground who couldn't stand up, and one person who was hit hard in the throat, actually hugged Kosuke's left leg and arm at the same time as they were hit.

"You ......"

Kosuke looked at the two of them in amazement, and his eyes were almost bulging, and he couldn't help but move.