A considerable part of the Uehara Stream Dojo is made up of some very cruel imps, and the guys who have robbed the wild dogs of food always have a bit of viciousness in their eyes.

Those barefoot imps with knives look down on them.

There is a lot of rain in the Land of Rain, and most of the time the ground is muddy, and running barefoot on this kind of ground is much more comfortable than wearing shoes.

Bringing a knife finally learned a new skill, and in order to maintain his prestige, he couldn't wait to challenge the guy who had broken his nose yesterday.

"As your instructor, I'll give you everything," the bruised face stood on a high stake with a knife and looked around with his arms crossed, "It's still a two-person training." I didn't find a sparring partner to train with me. ”

"Goto, out of the ranks!"

The young man who was called with a knife was extremely strong, but his expression was cringe, he was called out with a knife, he looked very nervous, lowered his head and kept tearing a corner, his legs were trembling, and he looked like he would run away immediately if he got closer to him with a knife.

"Now, the battle is about to begin!" A kendo sword was thrown to Goto with a knife, who scrambled to catch it.

At the beginning of the battle, the knife was the first to jump a long distance.

"The mystery of no knife is the pace, this guy has a lot of strength, after the battle, I deliberately put aside the ninja knife, this must be beyond the guy's expectations, and then I hit his nose with my head......" With the knife quickly simulated the next battle steps in his mind, he was full of confidence.

"Ahh Obito thought well, but Goto's reaction was completely unexpected.

"Don't fight, don't fight!" Goto escaped from the battle, threw the wooden sword in his hand, and ran away around the dojo with a crying voice, "Don't fight anymore!" ”

"Hahahaha......" The teenagers burst into laughter.

"You bastard!" The nose with the knife was crooked, and the laughter of the crowd made him feel insulted, and he jumped far away, carrying the wooden knife and chasing after Goto.

The other teenagers in the dojo had no intention of continuing to practice, and they all gathered to the side and pointed at the funny scene.

Goto, who is as strong as a bear, is chased by a knife like bean sprouts, and they chase and run round and round, one begging for mercy in front and the other shouting in the back, which is a very dramatic scene.

"I've said it all, you guy pick up the knife and fight me!" With a snap, the knife was slashed at Goto's back, and he didn't use much force, so Goto, who was attacked by this attack, fled faster.

"Yan Hui!"

After running for too long, and his strength was about to run out, he gritted his teeth with a knife and decided to teach that guy a profound lesson.

Leaping high into the air, it swirled and fell, the wooden knife drawn straight at Goto's back.

The blade of the hardwood was too hard, and it struck Goto's body, snapping and breaking into two.

It must have hurt to be hit like this, and it was almost a reflex to be stimulated by this, and after a roar, Goto quickly turned around, his eyes red like an angry bull, and his feet rumbled on the ground, and he slammed into the knife regardless of it.

Caught off guard, his pupils constricted, and he only had time to protect his chest with his arms.

After that, there was a sharp pain in the arm, and after a loud bang, the knife flying in the air only felt that the sky was spinning, and then he fell to the ground and fainted.

Having knocked down the enemy, Goto, who seemed to be immature, refused to stop there, and he slammed it the knife with Tarzan and then rained down on the knife's face.

"It's over, something is going to happen!" The faces of the onlookers became nervous, "Go and call the adults!" ”

It took a lot of effort for the teenagers to pull away the crazy Goto, and they were pulled away by Goto several times during the process.

Goto, who was pulled apart, still didn't give up the desire to fight, he always wanted to break free and kick that nasty guy a few times.

……

The adult who was called by the teenagers was Uehara.,Whistling Uehara happened to pass by.,When he followed behind, Xiaohuaji and Murashitabu were holding a huge fruit basket and chattering tiredly.。 This is the new fruit merchant's thank you to the castle lord.

The lord of the castle is Uehara. A town without walls is a town, but a town with a wall that encloses the whole town is a small city, and the difference is really just a wall.

The castle lord is much better than the mayor, and Uehara himself is a ninja who is too simple for civil engineering. There is no need to dig the foundation by hand, and after a soil diversion technique in Uehara, the workers are saved a lot of time, and the rest is to fill in the foundation and build up the high wall.

The reason why they don't do all the work alone is because the town's residents come from a mixed source, and even if Uehara builds them good enough houses to live in for free, the fugitive residents can still be caught every day.

The inhabitants of the Land of Earth want to flee back to the Land of Earth, the people of the Fire Country want to flee back to the Land of Fire, and even the guys of the Land of Rain want to flee.

Participating in the construction of the new city together makes it easy to develop a sense of identity.

When he sent the two of them back, and when they walked to the dojo, the first thing that attracted Uehara was not the young man who surrounded him and the bloodstained knife on his face, but the bald boy who stood out in the crowd because of his height.

The boy seems to have no hair by nature, and he has a strange appearance, with his facial features and a little naturally formed ball of flesh on his forehead that makes him look like the head of a Buddha statue......

The guy seemed a little silly, and when Uehara looked at him, he roared at Uehara.

Shinano Town didn't seem to have seen this boy who was up to his shoulders before, could it be that he came recently, Uehara wondered.

The man who was beaten and didn't know whether he was alive or dead lay quietly on the ground with a knife, and several sensible teenagers were taking care of him beside him.

"Ninja - the art of clone!" Vigilance is indispensable, and Uehara separated two clones before he began to check the injuries with the knife.

The nose bridge is sunken with a knife looks miserable, Uehara feels strange, the strength of the knife is okay, much better than the little ghosts who have just graduated from the ninja school, and most of these homeless children are malnourished, and they have eaten enough for the past half a year, so it shouldn't be this group of people. Looking at the bear-like boy who was a little stunned, Uehara seemed to understand something.

"Ninja - the art of withering glory!"

A bottle of water from the Shinnin Village added its own vitality and chakra, and the lake water slowly dissipated, leaving only a little hazy fluorescent green liquid, which slowly penetrated into the forehead with the knife and disappeared.

After that, he used medical ninjutsu to awaken the consciousness of sleeping with a knife, and when he opened his eyes with a knife brush, his body instantly tensed and turned over and bounced.

"Heh," Uehara was amused by watching this guy's agile movements, "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

After the knife completely finished the whole thing sentence by sentence, Uehara had a complete understanding of the matter.

"Hahahaha, you deserve it!" Uehara heartlessly pointed to the belt knife and laughed.