Time passed minute by minute, and soon it was from morning to noon, and as the instructor's training ended, all the Uchiha juniors couldn't help but cheer, put down the kunai or shuriken in their hands, and began to find a shady place to rest under the cover of trees.

They spent the morning practicing throwing skills or practicing ninjutsu, and the afternoon was about theoretical lessons, which none of the Uchiha juniors were interested in, after all, it was tedious to sit there and listen motionlessly.

"Whew, Whew......"

Uchiha Zang moved his heavy steps, slowly running from a distance, his face was extremely red, he had been running since about nine o'clock in the morning, during which he only took advantage of the gap to catch his breath a little, and the rest of the time he was still running, running around the training ground for fifteen hundred laps, which made his small body a little unbearable.

"Finally...... It's finally over! ”

Uchiha stopped his pace with weak legs and feet, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and the sweat on his body almost soaked his clothes, and he sat on the ground with a plop, now he didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to rest quietly for a while.

"Here, I'm tired."

There was a sudden sound behind him, and at the same time, he handed over a water bottle, and he took it subconsciously, turned his head to look, and suddenly saw a Muna's indifferent face, which turned out to be the teacher Uchiha Kitaru.

"Teacher ......"

Uchiha Zang raised his head, a hint of hope flashed in his light blue eyes, and his small hand held the water bottle in his hand tightly, he knew that in fact, the teacher punished him so harshly, it was also for his good, and he hoped that he would become strong through more difficult and difficult training!

However, the reality is always very cruel, and before Uchiha Zang continued to rack his brains to fantasize about the harmony between teachers and students, Uchiha Beilu glared at the dead fish eyes again, and said in a calm tone: "Well, rest for ten minutes after drinking water, and then continue to do eight thousand push-ups, and throw shuriken eight thousand times, otherwise you won't even want to eat the rest of your lunch." ”

After Uchiha Beilu finished speaking, without waiting for the stunned Uchiha to come back to his senses, he turned around and used the teleportation technique to leave the place, leaving only the messy inner Kuro to sit alone on the ground.

'Click......'

Poor Uchiha Zang suddenly felt that something was broken in his heart, and looked at the direction where the other party left in a daze, feeling a little aggrieved, he opened the water bottle angrily, drank it in one gulp, and threw it aside.

"Humph! Isn't it just 8,000 push-ups and 8,000 shuriken throws, too underestimating me, a strong man in the future! ”

The Uchiha stubbornly stood up from the ground, patted the dust, turned his head to look at the Uchiha juniors who had already started to eat lunch in the distance, felt a gurgling complaint from his stomach, and couldn't help but swallow a burst of saliva.

"Even if you don't eat lunch, you won't starve to death, Zang, you are a strong man in the future, you can't bow your head to the Great Demon King of Beilu just because of a meal!"

Uchiha took a deep breath, clenched his hands into fists to cheer himself up, then opened the small bag behind his back, took out the sharp shuriken that was as black as ink from it, and walked to the throwing area to start serious training.

"Hoo ......"

Uchihazo's gaze was fixed on the target hundreds of meters away, and he exhaled lightly, then his arm moved quickly, picked up three shurikens and clamped them between his fingers, and threw them out like a phantom.

'Brush! ’

The three shurikens collided several times in the air, one after the other, and the distance and angle of the refraction seemed to be calculated, and then they slammed through the center of the target in the distance.

Throwing shuriken with kunai, this is a ninja who needs to master the most basic things, a ninja who can't throw shuriken is not a good ninja, especially for the ninjas of the Uchiha family, practicing shuriken throwing to perfection is the most basic compulsory course.

Never underestimate an inconspicuous shuriken, as it will inadvertently take your life, find the right moment in the battle, and if used well, it will cause unexpected effects.

The look on Uchiha's face became serious, and he was almost like two people before, although he was still young, he already had the temperament of a ninja, serious and cautious.

'Brush! Brush! Brush! ’

A few more shuriken were thrown, still hitting the center of the target with a hundred shots, without the slightest deviation, and the Uchiha Zang repeated the previous movements quickly, as if no one else was around.

After throwing the shuriken in the bag, he ran over and pulled out the shuriken on the target, and then stood back to the original point and started a new round of throwing training.

Silently counting the number of throws in his heart, Zang's expression also changed from serious at the beginning to a little perfunctory, after all, it was a child of about four years old, and other junior clansmen were enjoying the rich lunch provided by the clan at this time, while he was doing boring and boring training here, no matter how he thought about it, he felt a little aggrieved.

"That...... Zangjun ......"

A weak voice came from behind Zang, which suddenly broke the mental activity he was doing, and his wrist subconsciously shook slightly, and the shuriken that was supposed to be a hundred shots flew out of the target and stabbed deeply into the tree in the distance.

Uchiha Kuro frowned, the already somewhat dissatisfied mood became even worse, turned his head and looked at the visitor with a dark face, and did not speak, just looked at the other party.

It was a little girl wearing the standard kimono of the Uchiha family, her round little face was a little ruddy at this time, and she seemed to feel a little awkward and shy, holding a boxed lunch in her hand, which contained fragrant meals.

"Zang...... Kura-kun, my name is Uchiha Mita, and I ...... I see you haven't eaten yet, so ...... So I fetched some food for you, that ...... I'm sorry to bother you. ”

The round-faced Uchiha little girl, who seemed to be under great pressure under the gaze of Zang, stumbled over her mouth, as if she was finally relieved, handed the food in her hand forward, and said with a ruddy face: "Zang-kun, please accept my heart!" ”

"Oh?"

Uchiha Kuro clasped his hands in front of his chest, looking at the food handed over by the other party, feeling his stomach getting hungrier and hungrier, but as if for his dignity and face, he straightened his chest upwards and said with some arrogance: "Uchiha Mita? You are very good, as for the matter you disturbed me just now, for the sake of you helping me cook, I have a lot of adults who don't care about you! ”

Hearing Uchiha Zang's words, the little girl of the Uchiha clan not only did not get angry, but her face became even more ruddy, her eyes flashed with little stars, and she said with some admiration: "Zangjun, it is really as understanding as rumored, and so handsome!" ”