Pirate's Infinite Wings

Fang Lang was awakened.

And I slept very unsteadily.

It's no wonder that after Hei Jue left last night, Fang Lang had to continue to gnaw the book he had on hand, and he didn't know when he fell asleep.

Moreover, the tatami mats in this study are all piled up with stacks of books. It is uncomfortable to turn over, and occasionally they will be pressed, and then just hang on, which is even more uncomfortable.

Fang Lang struggled to get up. With this move, several books on his body slid down from the top again, making the wrong sound.

He saw the sunlight reflecting into the room and the tatami mats on the ground shining brightly. Looking at this time, it must not be too early.

Fang Lang, who had not slept enough + slept uncomfortably, was buzzing in his mind, staring at the elongated shadow on the tatami for a long time.

what……

Fang Lang slowly raised his head, and then saw the shocked spot against the light.

This was unexpected by Madara.

Madara saw the side of his own teacher who apparently considered himself "unknown".

Fang Lang didn't seem to be much, he yawned indifferently, and suddenly smelled a fragrance.

At the same time, there was a sound in the abdomen from time to time: "Gurulu—"

At this glance, I saw Madara's lunch in the corridor.

"Oh, oh, please bring your lunch here."

Fang Lang originally felt uncomfortable sleeping. After being greeted by the scent of the food, he had no problems, he just wanted to fill his stomach quickly.

Madara was yelled back to his senses by this sentence, and then quickly brought lunch to the small table.

Then he opened his mouth carefully: "Did the teacher go to bed late last night?"

"Ah...yes," Fang Lang said, "I didn't expect to overslept."

is it?It turned out that he was not the only one who overslept.

Madara secretly exhaled.

I don’t know what happened last night. The three younger brothers cried so much. He, Senna and Aunt Tomoko had spent so much energy to put the younger brothers to sleep. They were so tired and sweating. They didn’t know when. I fell asleep.

I was so uneasy that my teacher was also late to sleep.

"Sorry, Madara, the teacher overslept at the scheduled time," Fang Lang said with a mouthful of rice.

"No, no, I actually went to bed late too..." Madara said embarrassedly.

"Hehe, is it?" Fang Lang smiled: "Looking at your flustered look, are you worried that I am angry?"

"..." Madara, who had been touched by his mind, was too embarrassed to speak any more, so she nodded sharply.

"So have you eaten?"

The expected preaching did not appear, and Madara obviously did not expect that Fang Lang would ask this, and looked up at him blankly.

"This expression... then there is no more."

Fang Lang looked at Madara amusedly, raised his voice and said, "Come here!"

"Yes." A man waiting not far away knelt down on the edge of the door and asked respectfully: "What's your order?"

"Thank you for another lunch," Fang Lang said.

"understood."

Madara moved uncomfortably.

Since Fang Lang came, he has also become his teacher.He felt different feelings from Fang Lang.

It's a bit similar to what he saw among children of other races.

Madara couldn't tell how it felt.

Just think Fang Lang is very reliable.

After a while, the servant came over with lunch.

Madara obviously had something to say, but Fang Lang stopped him, saying that he couldn't practice without eating well, so he started eating quietly.

This feeling……

It's been a long time.

Wait until the meal is over.

Fang Lang took the initiative to bring up the topic: "Ban, what are your current Chakra attributes?"

The question was very skillful, but apparently neither of them paid much attention.

Madara sat up seriously, "It's probably fire."

"Probably?" Fang Lang frowned, questioning this uncertain word.

"..."

Madara suddenly didn't know how to explain it to Fang Lang.

Could it be that he is still practicing basic ninjutsu?

No, sorry to speak!

"Is there any contact with Fire Dunnjutsu?" Fang Lang changed his question.

"..."

Madara became more silent.

"Well, I probably understand." Fang Lang smiled bitterly.

probably?

Madara feels even more confused about the conclusion drawn by Fang Lang...

But in fact--

Damn, you old rabbit is going to teach me from scratch!What's the point of not teaching you a father?

Fang Lang was about to gritted his teeth in his heart.

But in fact, Fang Lang was really stuck at a special time.

Unlike the era when Konoha Xiaoqiang and the others stayed, ninjas based on the ninja clan have very different ways of cultivating a new generation of ninjas.

Most ninjutsu are very concerned about their inherited ninjutsu, so the main ninjutsu is always based on inheritance first.But there is a big problem, that is, not every ninja can inherit his own ninjutsu, even with Uchiha and the powerful ninja clan, not everyone can open the writing wheel Or inherit Mu Dun.

So in other words, they will pay more attention to the development of their own traditions, just as the Uchiha clan will love Huo Dun more, while the Senju clan will love Shui Dun and Tu Dun more.

It even came to the blind destination of using Chakra's attributes to distinguish friend from foe.

Fang Lang thought that Madara was also affected by this-he cared more about Huo Dun.

But in fact, Madara has seven Chakra attributes, which may be why he is embarrassed to speak up.

As it has been arguing now, is it better to develop the advantages of a single subject or to take care of balance.

This is indeed a problem.

But Fang Lang wanted to be more direct.

He himself is a man of both.

Blindly inclined to single subject advantage will inevitably expose greater shortcomings, while balance is not easy to have killer moves.

It's just that Fang Lang still doesn't know how they taught the children how to master ninjutsu in this era.

Fang Lang is not optimistic about this, because according to the dictation of Senjujutsuma in the original work, young children have to go to the battlefield, and even ninjutsu has not been fully learned or mastered. degree.

Therefore, Fang Lang did not plan to follow the way of this era at all...