The great swordsman who started from Konoha

Chapter 276 The Wind of Martial Arts
Hatake Xinyu's leisure time only lasted for one day. It wasn't that something happened, but the long-term biological clock made it difficult for Hatake Xinyu to really become a salted fish all at once.

Before dawn the next day, Hatake Shingu was woken up by the restlessness in his body. Hatake Shingu stood up and put on the kendo hakama uniform, carrying Shigure Kintoki, and wobbled towards Yamamoto Takeshi's sword Go to the dojo.

For a high-level player, it may be difficult to improve one's strength by hitting a human machine, but it can keep one's hand feeling hot, which is the same as a basketball player who likes to throw the ball to find his hand before a game.

For Hatake Xinyu, the stress-free kendo practice with a minimal amount of exercise is even better than sitting for a few more minutes in sword meditation, but if he doesn't know how to use a knife for a day or two, Hatake Xinyu will feel itchy hands.

Since I came to the tutor plane for leisure this time, I should come here as I like, instead of deliberately avoiding some things related to my profession.

Before Hatake Xinyu crossed, there was a friend who just couldn’t figure it out. That friend’s occupation was photography, portrait photography, space photography, in short, he did all kinds of visual work.

In order to keep himself away from work, this friend didn’t bring a camera when he went on a trip, and he didn’t even want to turn on the camera function of his mobile phone. He didn’t complain about the beautiful scenes he saw today until he went back to the hotel every night, but unfortunately he didn’t take pictures. down.

This is a suffocating operation. Hatake Xinyu took this as a lesson and understood that leisure is not avoiding, but experiencing with a different mentality.

In the past, you may have done certain things because of work, family, or survival, but maybe you actually like doing that thing in your heart, so you don’t need to give up eating because of choking to avoid it.

Holding the mentality of just satisfying himself, Hatake Xinyu began to swing the sword in the dojo until the first drop of sweat emerged from his forehead. An hour had passed, and Hatake Xinyu stopped training.

This kind of practice, even if you don't deliberately control your physical strength, Hatake Shinyu can continue to swing for a day and a night, so you can do it as soon as you can, after all, there are still many things that can be done in a day.

After walking out of the kendo field, Hatake Shingu walked towards Yamamoto's house, and within a few steps, Hatake Shingu saw a breakfast stand, and the Chinese characters written on it attracted Hatake Shingu.

"dessert"

It was written in Chinese characters, which made Xinyu Hatake feel a little turbulent. He hadn't had any contact with his compatriots for nearly 30 years. Subconsciously, he raised his leg and walked over.

The shop owner is a short man in a purple gown, his face is not very clear due to the hat and sunglasses.

It was still early at this time, and there were few pedestrians on the street. In front of the breakfast shop, there was only a child with pigtails on his head, and it was just a basket of dim sum handed over by the stall owner.

This made Xinyu Hatake, who was approaching, immediately remember the identities of these two people, the once strongest martial artist, and now the son of Rainbow, "Feng", and his disciple "Yiping".

Sure enough, Hatake Xinyu deliberately took a look at the snacks that Ipping took over. There was an envelope underneath. This action also attracted Feng's attention. The eyes behind the sunglasses also began to look at Hatake Xinyu.

As a martial artist, Feng's understanding of the human body exceeds that of most people in this world. After just a few glances, he has already concluded that Hatake Shinyu is not a person to be messed with.

"Yiping, go back quickly after you have breakfast, or the family will be worried."

Feng said in Chinese with a strong Cantonese accent, Yiping heard the words, although he didn't understand what was wrong with his master, he thanked Feng and left with the cage in his arms.

Feng deliberately used Chinese, and did not let Yiping leave directly. The former predicted that Hatake Xinyu would not know Chinese, and the latter predicted that Hatake Xinyu would know Chinese.

He said that if Xinyu Hatake didn't preconceived that there was something wrong with the two of them, then no matter whether Xinyu Hatake could speak Chinese, it would not affect Yiping's actions.

"Boss, what snack do you have?"

Before Feng had time to open his mouth to entertain Hatake Xinyu, Hatake Xinyu asked his own question, which made Feng a little curious.

On the one hand, Hatake Shinyu also uses Chinese, on the other hand, Hatake Shinyu's Chinese is very similar to his, biu accurate and broad.

There is really no way around this. Banner Xinyu was a native of Cantonese before crossing, and the total time to leave the province was less than a month. However, Cantonese, Teochew, Hoklo, and Hakka are very difficult to learn local languages. Banner Mu Xinyu is very familiar with it.

Therefore, it is normal to speak Chinese with a heavier accent. In addition, I have not practiced oral English in the past 30 years, so it is not easy to speak fluently.

Hatake Xinyu didn't expect that just this simple sentence would make Feng feel a little familiar with him.

"There are barbecued pork buns, quick sand buns, lotus paste buns, Cantonese-style siu mai, chicken feet, and pork ribs."

Feng stretched out his short hands that were disproportionate to his height, and lifted the lids of several small cage drawers, allowing Hatake Shinyu to see the food inside.

Hatake Xinyu sniffed it lightly, and it was exactly the same as the question he remembered, but there was another smell that he had never smelled before.

He nodded first, and said, "Let's get three cages each. I want the cage too. You can tell me how much it is. By the way, what is that?"

Feng looked at the direction Hatake Xinyu was pointing at, and said, "It's for regular customers, and the daily quantity is fixed."

Feng didn't answer directly, but Hatake Xinyu also nodded to express his understanding. He had already guessed what was inside, which was the steamed stuffed bun that Yiping ate and called "dumplings".

This is an auxiliary product of Yiping's "Dumpling Fist" practiced. According to the information collected by Li Baoen, Yiping's practiced "Dumpling Fist" can condense the garlic flavor in the eaten "dumplings" into air masses, thus attacking the enemy.

However, Li Baoen also mistakenly thought that this was the "Qi" in martial arts. In fact, in Hatake Xinyu's view, it was just that he was not good at the level, so he needed this kind of assistance.

Don't you see that they used "Gift" in the later stage to restore their adult style, and the "Burst Gale Fist" and "Burst Flame Dance" they played are the real stunts of their lineage.

In a short time, Feng packed the food that Hatake Shingu had ordered, and after Hatake Shingu paid the bill, he walked towards Yamamoto's house with the bag.

It was Feng, staring at the money that Xinyu Hatake handed over, eyes hidden behind sunglasses, with deep worry.

The cracks on the banknotes are very familiar to him. They are the power of wind, but they are different from what he practiced. The method displayed by Xinyu Hatake is obviously sharper, rather than the decomposition he is familiar with.

Feng looked down at the shimmering red pacifier under the purple gown used as camouflage, made up his mind, and then pushed the breakfast stand away.

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