Konoha's talent

Today, the school is closed and there is no class. I trained all morning, and it is time to go back to eat.

"Crunch!"

Saitama looked at the place where the sound was made.

Shishui was standing under a tree not far away.He just stepped on a branch.

"Mrs. Xiang said that I knew you were here when you were out."

Zhishui said with a smile.

It has only been a few months since I realized the present, but Saitama and Shisui seem to have known each other for decades and are very familiar with each other.

Recently, after receiving special training from the family, Shishui has become different from when he first met, and he has become silent. He has not been as lively and Er as he first met.

"Well, come out and train if you have nothing to do."

Very ordinary dialogue.

Saitama lowered his head and adjusted the ninja bag to the right position, making it fit tighter and more comfortable on his thigh.

"I may ask for leave from school in a few days, and my father will take me out for training."

Shisui spoke softly, looking at Saitama's feet.

It was easy for Saitama to know that Shisui was on his mind.

"Let's have a try!"

Shisui drew out the short knife on his back.

Shisui knew that Saitama's strength would not be below him.

Saitama at school is completely hiding himself.

Saitama's talent is very good, which is reflected in the process of learning the sword.

With a slight tick at the corner of his mouth, Saitama became interested.

He also wanted to know the gap between himself and Shishui when he trained alone.

He stretched his right hand to his back and held his knife firmly.

"come on!"

Both of them, who were also six years old, looked so serious at this time.

The two have also practiced in pairs before, but they all point to the end, and there is no winner or loser.

In the woods, only the leaves were rustled by the wind.

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen between the two people, and the airflow was brewing.

"Huh!"

Saitama is preemptive.

He lowered his body and kicked his right foot on the ground.

The figure ran towards Zhishui.

This is a trial for Saitama, an assessment of his own training!

"Ding!"

Shisui swung his knife horizontally to block Saitama's top-down chop!

Unexpectedly, Saitama's strength was so great that Shisui was lowered.

The two were about the same height, but Shisui was low, and Saitama's abdomen was exposed.

Saitama jumped back, giving Shisui no chance to fight back.

His definition of the sword technique he cultivated was to slash with a single blow, retreating to seek a second attack if he missed a hit.

Holding the knife tightly in his hand, Saitama said to Shisui, "The reaction is very quick."

Shishui also smiled slightly.

This is the result of training every day. Only he knows how much he has suffered in the process, and now he is not much worse than the next.

Putting the short knife across his chest, Shishui shouted: "It's me!"

After speaking, he strode towards Saitama.

The distance between the two was only a few steps, and Shisui approached Saitama in a blink of an eye.

Saitama's eyes narrowed.

The speed is very fast, not slower than before.

Pull out the two swords from the thighs and clamp them between the fingers.

Saitama also greeted him.

"Ding!"

Shisui blocked the shuriken that Saitama had thrown, and immediately accelerated.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

The two collided several times in the air and handed over the short knives several times, hitting back and forth.

This kind of fighting all the time is not Saitama's fighting style.

Parting again, both sides landed on one knee, gliding backwards.

Shishui's sword skills are still quite powerful now, after all, someone taught them by hand.

"Boom!"

The two people's legs collided, and they separated when they stuck.

It was irrational to continue hitting with a knife and Shisui, and Saitama decided to change his mind.

With one knife, cut to Zhishui again!