I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Chapter 147 Mangekyou Sharingan. Tsukuyomi

The empty training ground echoed with dull, resonant striking sounds.

Cheng Sui stood at the entrance and did not move forward.

His gaze swept across the vast space and landed on the figure in the center.

Chu Zihang was shirtless, his fair skin glistening with a thin layer of sweat under the light, his muscles clearly defined, like the most perfect sculpture in ancient Greek mythology.

Sweat dripped from his hair, down his taut abs, and finally into his waistband.

His hands were wrapped in protective white bandages as he punched the huge sandbag in front of him again and again.

"Bang!"

The sandbags were pounded and swung high into the air, the chains suspending them jingling.

Cheng Sui watched silently, without making a sound to disturb him.

He could tell that Chu Zihang was not conducting regular training.

At first, his punches had a certain pattern and rhythm, but as time went on, Chu Zihang's punches became more and more disordered, and his movements lost coordination. All that remained was a cathartic punch. Sweat had already soaked his black hair, and a few strands of hair stuck to his forehead, but he didn't care at all.

Those eyes, which had always been calm and serene, were now burning with some kind of flame.

Cheng Sui shifted his gaze from Chu Zihang to the iron bucket filled with ice water next to the sandbag, with large chunks of ice floating in it.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The specially made training equipment, which was several times tougher than ordinary sandbags, was pierced through by Chu Zihang's final heavy punch.

Sand mixed with an unknown filler poured out from the breach, piling up into a small dune on the ground.

The entire training ground fell silent instantly.

Only Chu Zihang's slightly heavy breathing remained.

He slowly lowered his fist, stood silently in place, his chest heaving violently.

After a few seconds, he began to untie the bandage on his hand, which was already stained with a few drops of blood.

The bandages were unwrapped one by one, revealing a hand with distinct knuckles but covered with tiny wounds.

Then, he bent down and picked up the iron bucket next to him.

"Splash!"

He poured cold water, mixed with ice cubes, over his head without any expression.

The icy water instantly soaked his entire body, and ice cubes rolled down his back, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

A surge of heat rose from his body, only to be quickly covered by cold.

As Cheng Sui watched this scene, he felt a chill creep up from the soles of his feet, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Cheng Sui couldn't help but ask.

Chu Zihang seemed to only then notice his presence, turning his head around, his handsome face still expressionless.

He moved his slightly sore wrist.

"When did you arrive?"

"I've been here for a while." Cheng Sui picked up a bottle from a stack of mineral water boxes at the edge of the field and casually tossed it over. "Your punching bag is getting more and more chaotic, are you in a bad mood?"

Chu Zihang precisely reached out and caught the bottle of mineral water, but did not drink it; he simply placed it aside.

He picked up the neatly folded towel draped over the chair and began to wipe the water droplets off his body.

"To cool it down quickly."

Chu Zihang spoke, his voice steady, deliberately avoiding Cheng Sui's question about his mood.

"Huh?" Cheng Sui didn't react.

"I just poured ice water on my body to cool it down quickly, suppress the local metabolic rate of muscles after strenuous exercise, and reduce the release of inflammatory factors."

It was rare for Chu Zihang to say so much at once, his tone as if he were reciting a textbook: "I do this when I take a shower too. First, I use hot water to open up my pores, and then I use cold water to quickly shrink them."

Cheng Sui stared at his earnest explanation and sighed softly.

"No wonder Caesar called you an ascetic. Doesn't this process of blanching pork make you sick?"

Chu Zihang paused for a moment while wiping his body.

"————"

Seeing Chu Zihang's speechless expression, Cheng Suicong took out the action permit stamped with the Executive Department's seal from his pocket and waved it in front of Chu Zihang.

"Come with me to the capital for a mission in a few days."

"Okay." Chu Zihang's answer was concise and powerful, which was his usual style.

"Aren't you going to ask what you're going to do?" Cheng Sui raised an eyebrow.

Chu Zihang picked up a clean shirt from the side and put it on. The white T-shirt covered his explosive muscles.

He straightened his collar, his tone remaining indifferent.

"It doesn't matter, it's all the same no matter what I do."

"Okay, I'll let you know once I confirm the departure time."

Cheng Sui felt comfortable talking to someone like Chu Zihang.

You only need to issue a command, and he will only answer yes or no, making the communication efficiency incredibly high.

He turned to leave.

"Tell me a few days in advance," Chu Zihang's voice came from behind.

Cheng Sui stopped walking, without turning around, but silently signaled him to continue.

"Mom has my phone's location tracking."

Chu Zihang's voice was devoid of emotion, but the content made Cheng Sui chuckle.

"She'll be angry if she finds out I've returned to China and didn't visit her right away."

It's hard to imagine that such a sentence would come out of Chu Zihang's handsome, cool, and aloof face.

Perhaps this is the unique contrast that my senior brother possesses.

"Okay, I'll let you know in advance."

Cheng agreed.

He turned around, his gaze returning to Chu Zihang.

"By the way, how's your bloodline refinement going?"

This was another reason why he came to see Chu Zihang today.

Chu Zihang did not answer immediately.

He silently raised his hand and looked at his eyes.

Cheng Sui saw him take off the black contact lenses he always wore.

The instant the colored contact lenses were removed, Cheng Sui felt that Chu Zihang's facial features seemed to instantly become incredibly sharp, and a fierce aura, like a spear, silently spread out.

Cheng Sui looked into his eyes.

Those were a pair of golden eyes that would never go out.

Being stared at by those eyes felt like having a pistol with the safety off pressed against your forehead; a deadly sense of oppression washed over you.

"I suffered a bloodbath once," Chu Zihang said calmly. "The price was that my Golden Eyes can no longer be turned off."

After he finished speaking, he silently put the black contact lenses back on.

That suffocatingly fierce aura silently receded as the golden light was hidden behind the glasses.

It was as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Chu Zihang reverted to being that expressionless, aloof young man.

"Besides that, is there anything else that's bothering you?" Cheng Sui pressed.

Chu Zihang shook his head: "No, it's no different from before."

Cheng Sui stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, feeling the tension in his muscles.

"Feel free to contact me if you have any questions."

Chu Zihang gave a soft "hmm".

Cheng Sui said no more and was about to turn and leave.

Just then, a few lines of small white characters appeared before his eyes.

You encountered "Uchiha Sasuke" at the training grounds of Kassel College and invited him to join your mission team.

As a time traveler, you know about the tragic ending of the Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Sasuke brothers, and you decide to change that ending ahead of time.

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You encounter Sasuke Uchiha in the Uchiha clan's territory and invite him to join your mission team. As a transmigrator, you know about the tragic ending of Itachi Uchiha and Sasuke Uchiha, and you decide to change that ending ahead of time.

[Mission: Lead Sasuke Uchiha to find Itachi Uchiha, resolve the conflict between the brothers, and reconcile them.]

[Mission Reward: Mangekyou Sharingan - Tsukuyomi]

Cheng paused almost imperceptibly as he left.

Tsukuyomi is the ability of Itachi Uchiha's left eye, the Mangekyou Sharingan. When activated, anyone who sees Itachi's eyes will be pulled into the world of Tsukuyomi.

In this world, all factors, including time, place, geographical location, and quality, are controlled by the caster.

The trauma experienced by the recipient in the Tsukuyomi world will be reflected in their mental state.

Cheng Sui had a question before.

When hybrids experience awakening or loss of control over their bloodline, they may experience intense hallucinations, a phenomenon that Kassel College refers to as visions.

However, the textbook does not clearly explain whether it is the vision that leads to the awakening of the bloodline, or the awakening of the bloodline that leads to the emergence of the vision.

If it's the former.

Could he use Tsukuyomi to create a specific illusionary world to induce the awakening of the dragon bloodline, such as reenacting Constantine's death in front of Old Tang?

However, these are all things to be discussed later.

The most important thing now is to complete this task.

The conflict between Itachi and Sasuke stems from the blood feud over the annihilation of their clans.

What is the conflict between Xia Mi and Chu Zihang?

However, Cheng Sui had gradually gotten used to the system's ambiguous prompts.

Let's take it one step at a time and see.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Zihang's voice pulled Cheng Suicong back from his reverie.

He noticed Cheng Sui's momentary pause.

"It's nothing." Cheng Sui waved his hand, concealing his true thoughts. "I'm leaving now."

Cheng Sui didn't linger any longer, turned around and strode away from the training ground.

Chu Zihang stood there, watching Cheng Sui's departing figure, a hint of doubt flashing in his golden eyes that were hidden by colored contact lenses.

"Achoo!"

Chu Zihang rubbed his nose.

His gaze slowly shifted to the iron bucket on the ground, where ice still remained.

Could it be that I've really caught a cold?

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