The Strongest Hokage
Chapter 1: Undesirable Fruits
Fire Shadow World, Kiba Village.
The glow of the sunset fell into the ninja school, with a quiet and elegant atmosphere.
But in one case, a child appeared out of place.
“Split up! ”
Pfft!
After a white smoke erupted, there was no separation at all.
“It failed again...”
Feather Night's face had a slight bitter smile.
He's been in this world for years.
This is a world of ninjas. Wing Night also fantasized about becoming a genius. It sounded amazing and despised the world of ninjas.
The fact is, however, that his body is trying to extract Chakra, let alone practise ninja.
His amount of chakra, a fraction of the children his age, is even less basic to the success of ninja, no matter how hard he works.
“Although there are also eight powerful forbidden techniques such as armor, which can even push six spots, but I want not the instant fragrance, but the glory of eternity.” Yu Night looked at the sky slightly grudgingly.
Oh, my God, would you stop playing with him like that?
“Alas, the Second Shinobi World War will erupt in up to two years, let alone Shinobi, even Shinobi has no power to defend himself. ”
Yu Night sighed again, and the time he crossed was on the eve of the Second Shinobi World War, which was a very bad time.
He's only eight now.
But there wasn't much time left for him.
Within two years, there was not enough self-preservation capacity and the Second Shinobi World War was almost the fate of cannon ash.
Wing Night doesn't want to do any cannon ash.
“Forget it, let's go back to the mountains to continue practicing body technique, even if it's difficult to practice ninja technique, you can't give up easily. ”
After shaking his head, he threw the thoughts out of his head and stood up at night and walked towards the woods behind the school.
And on the way, from time to time, students from a ninja school look at things differently.
“Heard the guy hasn't practiced any of his ninja skills yet. ”
“I'm afraid I won't even pass my graduation exam later. ”
“It turns out that the guys from Little Ninja Village will never compare to our leaf-born geniuses. ”
The rhetoric of the array came with some despicable eyes.
Yu Night ignored it directly.
A bunch of bigger kids, two years after the Second Shinobi World War began, they knew what it meant to cry.
But by the way, your luck is not very good either.
If you come to this world, it's fine to become a ninja of leaves in the middle of the rule. Even Yu Night doesn't want to become a thousand hands, Yu Zhibao... even if you can have a normal home.
But the truth is, he doesn't even have a home!
Wing Night was not born in a leaf, but from a small ninja village.
That little Ninja Village, which has been wiped out by the Sandy Ninja Village of one of the five largest Ninja Villages, may be the only survivor, was found by the ninja of the leaves and brought back to the leaves.
The people of the outer village, although just children, are also very invisible in the leaves, with cold eyes everywhere.
Feather Night is already used to it.
Coming to the woods behind the school hill, Yu Night walked in front of a stake.
At the top end of this stake, there is a clear dent, which is his countless side kicks, countless punches with fist hammers, a little hard-boiled!
Even if there is no talent for practicing ninja art, Feather Night has never given up.
Looking at the bandages on his hands and feet, Feather took a deep breath at night and kicked his feet out, landing in the groove of the wooden stake.
“One, two, three... thirty-five, thirty-six...”
Sweating like rain.
Soon, a thick tiredness and fatigue gushes the body, especially the area of the ankle and wrist, gradually starting to hurt, sore, swollen.
But the feather night did not stop, but continued with the teeth bitten.
In this place where it is almost dark, no one, Yu Night alone is trying to cultivate physical skill, he cannot cultivate Ninjutsu, then the only way to develop is physical skill, he also has to work many times or even dozens of times more than children his age.
Hoo-hoo!
Gradually, feathers began to gasp violently and sweat had thoroughly wet his clothes, even dripping toward the ground.
Finally, the feather night stopped when his legs became numb and even a little unstable.
“Take a break, then 500 straight punches, then 200 side kicks...”
The feather night sat beside him for a little rest, watching the last glimmer of sunset left in the sky, revealing a slight relaxation on his face.
It would be nice to do this every day and enjoy the beautiful scenery after practicing, but unfortunately, it is impossible to relax in the Second Shinobi World War, Third Shinobi World War, Fourth Shinobi World War… so many crises hang over your head.
Just as Yu took a break and was ready to get up and practice again, he suddenly sounded surprised.
Because he noticed that at the last time the remnants of the sky fell, it seemed to shine a strange shadow in one direction in the woods.
What's that?
A hint of curiosity appeared on Yu's face.
That shadow wasn't that big. It was like an apple. Is there any delicious fruit in this forest?
With curiosity, Yu Night slowly walked in that direction.
The sky gradually became completely dim, Yu Night touched out a beacon to illuminate, then continued to walk forward, walking for a period, Yu Night stopped in front of a bush, the expression instantly became stagnant, revealing a look like a ghost.
Dang!!
Shocked even the lights lit in his hand fell to the ground all at once.
The lights went out and darkness fell around them.
“This... this is...”
Feather knelt down in a hurry, touched a few times, picked up the light again, and shone it towards what was in that bush.
Still a stubborn look.
Finally, feather night cautiously reached out and brought the thing in the grass.
This is a strange fruit, no one in the world of fire can know what it is, I'm afraid it will be thrown directly as toxic fruit, but the feather night is different, it was once the feather night of anime lovers, almost at a glance to recognize what it is.
The devil's fruit!
“How could this be in the world of fire?! ”
Looking at the incredibly sophisticated, totally unlike the fake devil fruit, the face of the feather night is stunned.
Doesn't make sense!
Is it really just some kind of poisonous fruit that happens to look like this?
This thought flashed through my heart.
But Wing Night shook his head again.
Without it, because it's so much like it doesn't feel like it's a fake thing.