Blacksmiths from Naruto

The training of the roots is very cruel, and it is like raising a gu.

A group of people, in the end only one person can survive.

If you can't master the fighting skills quickly, you can't stand out from it.

Many people have acquired skills and experience comparable to professional ninjas at a young age.

Compared with them, although this child has higher purity of skills, the method of use seems a little immature.

But this is also impossible.

In peaceful times, students don't need to graduate so early, just like that without actual combat experience.

Before you know it, the sun sets.

The sun was halfway down the horizon, and the twilight sky darkened.

The children also packed up their ninja gear and walked away in high spirits.

High spirits?

Ryohei opened his mouth.

After an afternoon of high-intensity training, he was not tired at all. Does this guy have a special physique?

He looked at the back that gradually disappeared on the horizon thoughtfully, and then left as if nothing had happened.

It's just that there was something else in those dead eyes.

Naruto Building.

Sarutobi was thoughtful.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

The extinguished pipe was rekindled.

the next day.

Ryohei was hanging out in Konoha like yesterday.

After a day of shopping, the time came to evening.

Whether it was a coincidence or some kind of expectation in his heart, Ryohei finally stopped in front of the Hokage Building again.

School bells, children's noise.

The innocence full of vigor gave the dead heart a faint sign of beating.

Finally, the child is gone.

The beating heart was dead silent again.

Ryohei was about to leave, but as he passed the ninth training ground, he saw the child he saw yesterday.

He's still training and still performing at a high level.

But compared to yesterday, there is no improvement at all.

He stopped and watched until the sun set on the horizon and the children left, then followed.

He didn't know what kind of mood he was watching.

Maybe it's just to pass the time!

Then, the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day

For more than half a month, Ryohei repeated his previous life trajectory, wandering around Konoha every day, and finally passing by the Hokage Building, passing by the ninja school, meeting the children after school, and then watching the roadside passing by the ninth training ground.

In the evening of this day, Ryohei once again passed by the ninth training ground.

But the child did not train, but sat cross-legged on the lawn thinking hard about something.

Are you having trouble with your practice?

Liangping thought to himself.

But he didn't mean to help.

During this time, this little devil also often encountered problems in cultivation, but in the end he solved it by himself.

This is genius.

But it was unexpected.

This time, until the sun went down, he didn't want to understand the crux of the problem.

The child stood up, shook his head in distress, and left.

In the middle, the two passed by.

"Have you encountered any problems with your practice?"

For some reason, Ryohei asked.

After asking, he was stunned.

He didn't know why he opened his mouth, but he just saw that the kid was stumped by the problem of practice, so he wanted to help by the way.