People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 242
Kunai held the blade firmly, restraining Jiri from drawing the sword, the piercing metal hissing sound accompanied by dazzling sparks lit up the cheeks between the two.

Mao stared at the magnificent Shuanggouyu, not letting go at all, and the fighting spirit in his eyes burned more and more fiercely.

"Bangdang."

The friction between the colliding blades generated high temperature, so that the kunai in Mao's hand finally couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground along the clear cracks on the surface.

"Good knife."

Mao, who jumped out of the ninja sword's attack range, looked at the blade with a cold light, and sighed with satisfaction.

Zhili looked at the Fudu Yuhun in her hand with a little surprise, the sharpness was beyond her imagination, and the kunai made of fine iron was able to persist until the blade was drawn out of its sheath.

"Crack."

The crisp sound of shurikens colliding resounded between Mao's fingers. She looked at Sharingan and said, "Test Fudo Yuhun, can you chop shurikens?"

"of course can!"

Hongping, who was watching, exhaled smoke and shouted at them.

"Old man, you have to try it to know!"

Mao, who was engrossed in concentration, shook his arm quickly, and threw the shuriken in the ninja bag towards Jiri.

The shurikens in the sky are spinning rapidly in the air, and there are groups of whistling black rings. All the flight trajectories are understood by the Sharingan.

The shuriken flying towards him maintained a special rhythm under Mao's control.

Zhili slightly gripped the handle of the knife, the cold metal in her palm made the boiling blood in her stagnate.

This is a test, not a battle.

She warned herself like this in her heart, and silently swung the knife with her wrist upwards, the flashing sharp blade was like the light of the sky.

"Jingle Bell!"

The shurikens all over the ground were cut off from the middle with a single knife. Zhili stopped swinging the sword and stopped firmly at the side of his legs, stepping lightly on the ninja shoes with his slender feet, stepping over the piled iron filings Walk to the side.

"it is good!"

After consuming all the shuriken in the ninja kit, Mao clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.

Kunai and shuriken have proved it positively. The sharpness of Fudu Yuhun is comparable to that of Feng Chakra's Chakra Knife.

"What about you kid, the old man's forging skills are not bad." Hongping looked happily into the pipe, the shredded tobacco that became red with inhalation, and said to the young man beside him, "Are you looking forward to the plantain fan in your hand? "

Lu Sheng looked at the blue scroll in the palm of his hand, with a puzzled expression in his eyes, "Is it really better than the plantain fan of the Immortal of the Six Paths?"

"Good boy, I'm not deliberately angry with the old man." The anxious voice blew away, covering the smog on Hongping's face, he looked at the scroll in Lu Sheng's hand, "The experience passed down by the craftsman forbearance clan for thousands of years is not weaker than that of the Immortals of the Six Paths. Budu Yuhun still can't show the strength of the old man?"

Lu Sheng actually wanted to choose to believe him, but the momentum in the second half of his sentence took a turn for the worse, it was really hard to raise confidence.

"Try it later, and you will know."

Hongping, who was looking at the training ground, stared at Budu Yuhun and said.

Jiri slowed down his breath and sank, the strength accumulated in his legs burst out suddenly, and he swung the sharp blade in his hand to slash at Mao in front of him.

The cold light blooming in the sky made Mao ten times more energetic, groping for the special kunai in the ninja bag, and transmitting the thunder attribute chakra in the body.

The surface of Kunai, which was glowing with dim light, suddenly jumped with thunderous light, and there were bursts of thunder on the training ground.

Gripping Kunai who had transformed into a thunder blade, Mao resolutely went up to him, and the flashing lightning made the crimson Sharingan even more vivid.

"Bang bang bang!"

The rapid attack caused the violent collision of Thunder Blade and Ninja Sword to produce dazzling afterimages in the air, and the direction of the attack can only be judged by the sparks from the shock.

The neighing thunder stopped abruptly, and Kunai, who was wrapped in chakra, finally couldn't bear it, and fell under the knife of Fudu Yuhun.

The dimmed thunder light stopped the entangled cold light.

Mao gasped slightly, shook his head at the broken kunai in his hand, then threw it aside, and analyzed: "Kunai's workmanship is still not exquisite enough, but for Budu Yuhun, it is powerful in front of the chakra knife. The degree is still greatly reduced.”

"I believe that after it is integrated with chakra, its sharpness will definitely exceed your imagination."

Jiri turned her wrist, and the clang of the straight knife being sheathed sounded from her waist, and she walked towards Mao with a smile on her face.

Mao, who took the ninja sword, walked side by side with Jiri, and looked at the scroll in Rikusho's hand together.

Hongping, who was also looking at the scroll, suddenly became excited, "Comparable, no, a new ninja that surpasses the Uchiha Uchiha fan and the Rokudo Basho fan is about to be born."

Feeling the burning gaze, Lu Sheng opened his palms to reveal the scroll, and unwrapped the ribbon and unfolded the scroll in one go. The black psychic technique carried a seductive magic power that touched everyone's minds.

"boom!"

A brown fan about the size of a Yantuan fan appeared in front of everyone through the smoke, and Lu Sheng held the handle of the fan and looked at it carefully.

There is no hook jade on the surface of the fan, but the middle fan bones are distributed around, similar to the strange tree patterns on the surface of the golem of the outside world.

Lu Sheng looked satisfied with its appearance, and the cattail fan in Jin Yinjiao's hand could be moved back a little, as it was the real plantain fan in his hand.

"Old man, what is its function?"

Mao couldn't help but asked out loud.

"I haven't tried it, so I don't know."

Hongping spread his palms to her, saying that he had never tested it.

"Try?"

Mao eagerly looked at Lusheng.

She has been envious of Yan Tuanfan for a long time, but it is a pity that Master Madara took her away, so she has never had a chance to start.

Lu Sheng looked at Zhili, wanting to give her the chance to use it for the first time.

The eyes of the two intersected in the air, and Zhili shook his head slightly, stretched out his slender fingers and pointed to his chest, and said softly: "Just now I digested a lot of chakra."

The persistence in the girl's eyes made Lu Sheng tightly hold the handle of the fan in his hand, and slowly turned around under her smiling eyes.

Mao who distanced himself waved his arm, signaling to Rikusho.

"Wind Escape Great Breakthrough!"

Lu Sheng, who nodded slightly, asked her to quickly form a seal, mobilized the chakra in her body, and spit out a swift and violent gust of wind from her mouth.

The howling gale came head-on, making Lu Sheng sigh in his heart that ninjutsu was indeed linked to the user's chakra.

A C-level ninjutsu can make flowers.

The moment Chakra poured into the handle of the fan, he felt the resonance with the banana fan, and he raised the fan with chakra light like his arms to block the big breakthrough.

The icy wind seemed to have fallen into a windless zone, and the roaring sound stopped abruptly on the fan, bringing the training ground back to its previous tranquility.

"The ability is to absorb chakra."

Hong Ping sucked on the tobacco rod vigorously, let the few shredded tobacco blown away by the wind, exerting the last residual heat.

"One of the abilities of the flame ball fan is also to absorb, and then cause ninjutsu rebound."

Zhili, who was watching the battle, remembered that the two came from the same origin, and they were both made of Shenmu.

As soon as the words fell, after absorbing the fan of Fengdun, a white light suddenly appeared.

Lu Sheng hurriedly aimed it at the sky, the gushing hot flames were in a spiral shape, and the fiery waves of fire made Lu Sheng's cheeks flushed. He watched the sea of ​​flames continuously gushing into the sky, and said badly in his heart, and hurriedly yelled Shouted: "Such a big movement must have attracted the attention of the villagers, I suggest running!"

With the assistance of Jiri and Mao, Rikuo put the Basho fan that continued to spew out pillars of fire to the top of his head, shouted to Kohei who was still in a daze, and quickly turned around and ran towards the depths of the Uchiha clan.

(End of this chapter)