Chapter 129 Father's Expectation

"Zhishui, do you think the patriarch is out of his mind? He actually brought his four-year-old child to the battlefield." Qian Ming said.

"Uh, maybe the patriarch has his deep meaning?" Zhishui said rather embarrassed.

In front of the two of them was Uchiha Itachi, who was only four years old.

"Father wants me to come out to practice." Itachi defended his father.

"But what can you, a child, learn from the war?" Qian Ming asked curiously.

"The war may make you breathless and doubt your future life."

The weasel was silent, and then said honestly: "I don't know, this is the first time I have experienced war, but I will do my best to live up to my father's expectations."

Apparently, Little Itachi was also confused about his purpose in going to the battlefield, he was just following his father Fuyue's arrangement.

"You are a self-motivated child." Qian Ming admitted, then shook his head and said:

"But you are still too young, I think it is too early for you to be exposed to the cruelest fighting in this world, your mind is immature, and it is easy to misjudge your future life.

Shisui, what do you think? "

"Teacher, I really feel that the patriarch's arrangement is a bit inappropriate." Zhishui also said what was in his heart.

"Don't you all want me to go to the battlefield?" Little Weasel hesitated.

"If even children in their early four years old have a last resort to go to the battlefield, wouldn't it appear that we adults are incompetent?" Qian Ming asked with a smile.

"...But this is the arrangement of my father." Xiao Weasel said in a muffled voice.

Qian Ming shook his head.

"Qianming, stop water"

Someone was calling for their master and apprentice, and when they looked up, it was Fuyue.

"How is it? This is my child, Itachi." Fuyue pressed the little Itachi's shoulder and introduced them proudly.

"Very good, a very steady and energetic child." Qian Ming said.

"Itachi will give people a feeling that is worth looking forward to." Zhishui said.

Fuyue laughed out loud. Chiaki and Shisui are the twin stars of the Uchiha clan. The former fought against the "half god" and retreated unscathed, while the latter is rising slowly and has a promising future.

Fuyue was very happy that Little Weasel could get the approval of these two.

"But why does Itachi go to the battlefield? We don't lack this child." Qian Ming asked.

Fu Yue didn't seem to care and said: "I have high expectations for Itachi. I believe that his future will be a unique ninja. Ordinary experience can no longer sharpen him."

Fuyue looked at Xiao Itachi, his eyes were full of anticipation.

"But he's just a child," Qian Ming said.

But Fuyue misinterpreted Qianming's meaning, and he said bluntly: "Don't worry, I will protect Itachi safely, I just want him to see the most real side of the ninja world."

Speaking of Fuyue, he introduced the resumes of Qianming and Shisui to Xiao Itachi, and Xiao Itachi looked at the two of them with surprise and even admiration.

After the father and son left, Qian Ming shook his head and commented:

"Human life is the combination of spirit and body, the protection of people should not be limited to the safety of the body, but also build a protective wall for their illusory spirit.

Fu Yue acted too hastily. "

In Qian Ming's view, Fuyue just wished that his child could surpass and crush his peers in all aspects of strength and insight.This is a different kind of "cramming" education. As long as the ferret can "eat", Fuyue will continue to "feed".

It's also fortunate that Uchiha Itachi is really a one-in-a-million genius, and can stand up to Fu Yue's doing like this.

Zhishui saw all this silently, and he could feel Qianming's disgust.

"Teacher is a very gentle person." Zhishui said in his heart.

He said to Qian Ming: "Teacher, I feel Itachi has a talent no less than mine."

"I think so too." Qian Ming nodded.

Zhishui touched his nose, he just expressed his feelings, he didn't expect Qian Ming to be so rude to his student.

The two then went to carry out their war missions.

Qian Ming was used as a "sharp knife" on the battlefield, and was assigned to the scout force to find out the danger and open the way for the large force.

It is an important position that cannot be held by the strong.

Zhishui is Qianming's subordinate, and besides Qianming's organization, there are several small investigative teams.

Qianming is already a jonin and has his own rights.

"Hey, isn't this Maitekai? It's actually in my team." Qian Ming noticed a bright green in his team.

"Oh——, it seems that I want to touch Kirigakure's 'Seven Ninja Swordsmen'." Qianming understood, and licked his lips, with a fighting spirit in his heart.

"Just as an 'appetizer' before facing age spots."

He set out with his troops.

Kirigakure from the Land of Water has indeed invaded the Land of Fire.Qianming led his troops to clear the way, and indeed found a large number of Kirigakure vanguard troops along the way.

But there was no accident, these ordinary Mist Ninjas did not cause any waves under Qianming's knife, and Qianming even had time to think:
"If I have a killing system, and I can get reward points for killing people, won't my killing points go up?"

Wu Ninja killed too many, Qianming also felt bored and simply said to Zhishuidao:
"I don't like slaughter, so I'll leave it to you. This is my experience for you."

Zhishui cheered up, and a pair of Ergou jade writing sharing eyes appeared, with a firm will in his heart:

"Teacher, you always say that my strength is not enough to help you share your worries, so this time I must let you see my growth!"

The other subordinates had no objection to Qian Ming's arrangement, and Qian Ming's unstoppable demeanor had already conquered them!

Qian Ming could feel that his reputation was accumulating, which he did on purpose.

After fighting all the way, he finally met the elite force of Mist Ninja—Seven Ninja Swordsmen.

"It smells so strong, how many people did this Konoha army kill?" the voice was hoarse and deep.

"They're all a bunch of trash, and they let Konoha counterattack here!" It was a shrill voice.

"Oh, we have to make a move in the end. The opponent should not be an opponent who will be bored." It was a lazy and smooth voice.

"Let them feel the horror of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen." It was a calm and heavy voice.

"Kill." It was a silent and chilling voice.

Qian Ming and the others stopped and saw the seven mist ninjas with different appearances and very distinctive features.

They each have a big knife, which are: Shark Muscle, Beheading, Stitching Needle, Spray, Doucut, Leiya, Flounder

But without exception, ninja sword holders are all strong.

"Captain Qian Ming, are we?" In front of these seven people, some people were already timid.

Qian Ming calmly ordered: "Zhishui stay, and the others will withdraw to the main force."

The rest of the people relaxed, stepped back, and looked at Qian Ming's back with a little worry.

"Hmph, want to escape? Don't even think about leaving!" The hand of the man carrying the beheading sword formed a seal in his hand, creating an extremely thick white mist for a while.

White mist soon enveloped Qianming and Zhishui.

"Shisui, this kind of white mist cannot be seen through with Sharingan, nor can it be destroyed by ordinary Fengdun Ninjutsu. Wunin also has a silent killing method, so hearing is not very reliable." Qian Ming explained.

And at a very close distance, a large knife cut through the thick fog and struck Qianming's head.

(End of this chapter)

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