In the hard practice, a month has passed, and the sound of rain outside the house, Yan Feng's house, the meat ball in his left hand easily maintains the meat ball air mass wrapped around the backpack in the corner of the outer wall a few meters away, and the white light air mass is shining with a strange light purple light, and he holds a kunai in his right hand and throws it out.

He didn't want to practice shuriken, which was basically meaningless to him.

Whoosh, Kunai stabbed the fragile air mass that seemed to be blown, but unexpectedly, Kunai was unprecedentedly powerless to fall, and he couldn't pierce the air mass that only had a thin layer of air film!

Yan Feng was not surprised, the meat ball on his palm disappeared, and the air mass collapsed in an instant.

As the application became more sophisticated and the body continued to become stronger, the strength of the meat ball air mass also increased, and just a little chakra on the air mass was enough to block Kunai's throw.

The release of the powerful chakra on the flesh ball air mass will inevitably form a stronger protection, although the practice of accurately releasing the chakra on the air mass takes too much time, but the effect is obviously very good.

Over time, this trick can be applied to actual combat.

Bang bang, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

With such a heavy rain, who is it, gluttonous cat?

Yan Feng opened the door, but it was Ye Naiyu, she was holding an umbrella, but her body was wet a lot, a few strands of long sandy yellow hair were wet and sticking to her pretty cheeks, there were raindrops hanging on her glasses, and she gasped slightly and said, "Yan Feng, you should go and see Tsunade seniors!" "Apparently she had just passed through a dash.

Yan Feng's heart froze, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Ye Naiyu shook his head and said: "She's fine, it's his brother who had an accident, I heard that when he was on a mission, he accidentally hit the detonation charm trap, and his body was just brought back to the village!" ”

Rope Tree!

Yan Feng's face changed, and without saying a word, he rushed into the pouring rain and ran away.

Since Meng Gangshou's sister and brother helped him unseal the seal, he didn't have anything to thank others, and in the past month, except for sending a few grilled fish, he didn't deliberately approach.

He knew about the accidental death of Rope Tree in the original book, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Running all the way to the morgue, his whole body was wet like a chicken in soup, and he heard Tsunade's mournful and sharp cry at the door, and walked away panting, with a series of watery footprints behind him.

This usually arrogant and bold princess was paralyzed on the ground at the moment, hiding her face with her hands, trembling all over, and tears on the ground.

There was an atmosphere of heavy sadness.

Next to him, a burly man with long white hair and a broad face, his expression was gloomy, and the two vertical red colors under his eyes were like blood tears, which was one of the three ninjas in the future.

The person on the opposite side has a different kind of evil beauty in his delicate appearance, with long black hair, pale skin, and a calm expression standing against the wall, with a green necklace hanging in his hand, which is the Great Snake Pill.

Yan Feng passed by Tsunade without stopping, just glanced at it with compassion, and was about to walk in, when he suddenly stretched out his hand and put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice that he couldn't bear to bear: "Little ghost, the corpse has been... Unrecognizable, you'd better not go in and see! ”

Yan Feng didn't speak, just silently staggered his shoulder, pulled out of Jilaiye's palm, and walked in resolutely.

He was no ordinary imp, he had already experienced similar sorrow when he was four or seven years old!

On that sad and rainy night when he was seven years old, he even witnessed the corpse that was bombarded beyond recognition by ninjutsu, and he was alone!

Jiraiya was slightly surprised.

Orochimaru's brows furrowed slightly, and his long golden pupils flickered.

Click, click...

Yan Feng's heavy footsteps echoed in the dim silent corridor, and he gradually smelled the terrifying aura of death.

He ignored the surprised gaze of the ninja at the door of the morgue and walked in calmly.

The broken body of the rope tree, the bloody and blurred face is no longer recognizable, the chest and abdomen are shriveled, and the white leg bones are exposed, although he has been mentally prepared, but seeing this terrifying and tragic scene at this moment, Yan Feng couldn't help but gasp, gritted his teeth and endured the urge to gag, clenched his fists and gurgled, slowly saw the broken body of this righteous and enthusiastic young man who had been arrogant to protect Konoha from his head to his feet, he had to remember this scene!

Then he let go of his fist, looked solemn, shook the cold palm of the corpse that exposed the white finger bones, and turned to leave quietly.

Passing by Tsunade's side again, he still didn't stop, he still just glanced at it with compassion and walked out slowly.

From beginning to end, not a word.

In the face of such pain, words are pale and weak, and only time can be healed, which is a very long time.

Zilai was more and more surprised, and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

The light in Orochimaru's golden pupils shone more and more, this little ghost is so unusual.

Yan Feng is like a clockwork doll, mechanical step by step, not in a hurry or slow, walking in the vast cold rain.

The war is finally coming, there is not enough strength, this is the end of the weak!

Strength!

…

Early the next morning, Yan Feng got up early as usual to practice, he was very grateful to the rope tree, but there was no time to waste in sadness, he wanted strength, he wanted to get stronger every day!

His palm was facing the body of the tree, sometimes pressing forward suddenly, sometimes silent, the bright red ball of flesh was active with special power, and an invisible impact erupted, as if it was about to impact the body of the tree, but like slush claws, there was no trace left...

Yan Feng tried again and again.

Even if his chakra is enough to support the power of the meat ball to hit the pressure cannon, but it is not so simple to want the meat ball to explode with incomparably powerful power in an instant, the cultivation of the pressure cannon cannot be achieved overnight, and at the moment he can't play the powerful attack that rubs the white light because of the powerful speed, and in a moment's hurry, the sudden over-strength of the meat ball power instead stirred his palm and tore out bright red subtle blood marks.

Even the strong meat ball that can rebound the kunai and the tooth is beginning to be unable to withstand the power that is too strong due to the loss of control of the heart, and there is a slight pain!

Sure enough, the strength of the body is not enough to support such a violent force as the air cannon, in the original book, Akai also opened to six, and his fist could hit the air quickly to produce a shock wave like the peacock, and the more powerful air cannon Sun Tiger had to open to seven!

However, with such a tenacious anti-heaven meat ball as the source of strength, compared to the eight Dun Armors, to play the same power of the air pressure cannon, the requirements for the strength, strength and speed of the body will inevitably be much lower.

Yan Feng stopped a little unwillingly, thought about it for a long time, but didn't figure it out, so he had to try to practice another move.

He easily created a pale white bear's paw atmosphere mass in the palm of his palm, carefully urging the power of the meat ball, trying to compress it slowly, with the erection of the force of the meat ball, the air mass was compressed to the size of a fist in an instant, still maintaining a regular shape of the meat ball, and becoming brighter and brighter.

It seems that the impact of the bear, which is more powerful and domineering, is much easier to cultivate!

Yan Feng was pleasantly surprised, his excitement was irrepressible, he didn't control the strength of the meat ball for a while, and the compressed meat ball in his palm exploded with a soft sound.

Thinking of the terrifying power of the bear impact, Yan Feng was secretly frightened, he must not rush for quick success, try the atmospheric mass too quickly, otherwise a control mistake, the compressed high-pressure air bomb is very likely to hurt himself.

He concentrated, once again created an air mass, slowly compressed, carefully felt the power of the meat ball and the change of the air bomb, gradually, the air mass was perfectly compressed to the size of an egg, and a bright light bloomed between the gaps between the palms of the closed hands.

Yan Feng's palms opened, the power of the meat ball suddenly urged, and the air bullet was ejected to the side of the branch, and in an instant, the white light flashed, and it exploded and disappeared in an instant, and the shock wave that erupted impacted the leaves with a loud sound, and a few pieces fell slowly.

Although the impact of the bear is powerful and easy to master, it takes a long time to compress a strong ultra-high-pressure air bomb, and there is no such room for calm and leisurely in a brutal battle.

Yan Feng pinched a leaf that was falling leisurely, swirled it slightly, and fell into deep thought.