Konoha's talent

Sitting on the chair, Saitama chatted with the members of the guards for a while, then pulled Zhishui and ran to the innermost training ground.

"Hokage-sama, this is the battle report of the sand hidden front!"

In the Naruto Building, in the Naruto Office, a ninja wearing an animal mask gives a booklet to Sarutobi Hizumi.

"Yeah." Sarutobi Richan shook his pipe, squinted his eyes and picked up the report in front of him.

This information was passed back directly by Oshe Maru, of course, he also had a channel to obtain information.

The more I watched, the more surprised Sarutobi Hizen's face became.

"You go down first." Sarutobi nodded, letting Anbu who was still standing in front of the table leave.

"Kill a few Shangren in succession! With fewer enemies! Uchiha! Writing round eyes double gouyu! Seven years old!" Sarutobi Hitizan captured what he thought was important in his intelligence.

"Isn't this Uchiha named Saitama the one who just applied for graduation at the beginning of the year? Remember that there is another Uchiha with him, what's his name?" Sarutobi hit the table with a pipe, his eyes deep and his face The wrinkles are squeezed deeper.

In the recent battle report, Dashemaru only said that the battle with Shayin had officially turned white-hot, and both he and Luosha were injured.

The information in his hand only said one thing, about Uchiha Saitama, and he showed appreciation between the lines.

"Why Uchiha?" Third generation put down his pipe and rubbed his eyebrows.

Without thinking about it, the three generations picked up another report that was next to them.

This is the list of ninjas submitted by Uchiha Tomitake not long ago, and it is also a candidate for Uchiha to be sent to the direction of the fog.

Due to the pressure of the elders, Uchiha sent a team of nearly 150 people this time, which is almost two-thirds of the number of ninjas in Uchiha's current village.

The eyelids are drooping, and the three generations' eyes fall on it, not knowing what they are planning.

"Crunch!"

The door was pushed open directly, and an old man with a bandage wrapped around his body and sticking a cane walked in.

Sandai raised his head, his eyes were a little puzzled, and there was a hint of anger deep down.

"Sun Slash!" As soon as Danzo came in, he went straight to the third generation.

Putting down the file in his hand, Sarutobi Rizen leaned back, holding the pipe in his hand.

"What's the matter, Danzo!" The tone was not good or bad, and the three generations took a deep breath.

"Has Uchiha's list been handed in?" Danzo put his hands on the crutches and stood in front of the table.

"This is the Hokage office!" Three generations felt a little restless, their voices calm.

Danzo's attitude of not treating him as Hokage made him very angry.

"Well, I just want to see that list!" Danzo also realized his attitude and lowered his head.

"Huh!" The third generation tossed the list on the table and continued to smoke the pipe in his hand. The smoke began to hide him.

Danzo caught the list and began to scan the things on it. After a while, he saw the person he was looking for.

Uchiha Saitama!

"I want to recruit this guy named Uchiha Saitama to the root!"

After a pause, Danzo spoke out his thoughts.

"Impossible! You need to know his identity!" The third generation exhaled a puff of white smoke, his tone a little helpless.

"What about Uchiha! The people who want the roots never get it, and the roots are indeed a Uchiha family member." Danzo's tone is a bit tough, he has long learned about Saitama's experience in the roots information. Even more than three generations to understand Saitama's talent.

"Don't think about this! The Uchiha family won't agree!" Three generations refused, and began to think deep in their eyes.

"You can consider other people, so be it." Three generations waved and picked up the other documents on the table.

"Huh!" Danzang's eyes flashed dark, his face was a little unwilling, but as the root of Kinoshita, how could he give up.

Three generations refused to recruit Saitama into the roots, but he has other means?Although he has never liked the Uchiha family, it does not prevent him from finding a useful tool.

"Yeah, yeah!" The voice of the crutches drifted away, and Danzo felt that his body was getting worse and worse, and the previous hidden injuries began to torture him now.

It seemed that the cooperation with that person was about to start, and Danzo made a decision in his heart.

The afternoon time ended quickly, and the pairing exercises between Saitama and Shisui were also very effective, and Saitama's understanding of "Shattering Technique" was gradually strengthening.

"Zhishui, I'll go back first." Saitama hung the knife around his waist casually, and walked outside, leaving Zhishui exhausted.

The whole afternoon of training made Shisui feel physically and psychologically exhausted, and Saitama's personal strength made him feel that he would never be able to catch up in his life.

"Well, you go first, I have to wait a while." Although tired, Shisui waved his hand.

It was already around five in the afternoon, and the sky began to darken. After all, in winter, the weather was still a bit cold.

Saitama wore a close-fitting black training suit on the inside, a high-necked top that is common in the Uchiha family, and the usual ninja pants underneath, so he walked slowly home.

Soon, Saitama turned into a dead end, and there was no one here.

"Come out! The guy who hides the head and the tail!" As soon as Saitama got out of the training ground, he felt someone following him. Although he was well hidden, he couldn't escape Saitama, who was born with a keen sense of Chakra.

Saitama put his right hand on the knife, and the chakra of his body was surging.

"Huh!" A figure appeared on the wall with a mask.

"It's worthy of a talent that adults value." As soon as he showed his figure, the man said a nonsense.

"Three generations or Danzo?" Saitama frowned and looked at the person in front of him. The only familiar outfit was Anbu or a root ninja.

"Listening to the tone should be Danzo?" Thinking quickly in his heart, Saitama's face remained calm.

"Who are you?" Saitama asked knowingly. He didn't show that he already knew the identity of the enemy.

"Uchiha Saitama, I belong to the root! I represent the will of an adult and want to invite you to join us!" The root ninja stood up straight, with a hint of arrogance in his tone.

"Root?" Saitama's tone was puzzled.

"Yes, Kinoshita!" The root ninja nodded.

"You can think of us as a training organization for Anbe, which is closely related to Anbe but does not belong to Anbe! And Anbe is a unit that belongs directly to Naruto!" Genbu explained.

"So Hokage asked you to come to me?" Saitama pretended not to understand, and asked.

"This question will know when you join us." The root ninja did not answer, his eyes fixed on Saitama.

"How is it?" he asked Saitama in a low voice.