Naruto Heroes Contest

The time of condensing chakra did not last long. It was estimated that Qianyuan felt the limit in about half an hour.

When I called out the system panel, I saw that the chakra item had reached a value of 10x2.

The chakra was extracted from the Dantian and slowly condensed into the hand. Because of the chakra control power, the process went very smoothly. The fist was covered with a thin layer of light blue aura that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Qianyuan used basic boxing skills against the earth wall, and struck with all his strength. With a bang, the wall trembled slightly, and a small fist mark was printed on the wall.

"Ouch~~~!" Qianyuan wailed loudly, covering his fists.

The fat man heard the sound and hurried over, only to see Qianyuan holding his fist in pain and sweating.

After Fatty's examination, fortunately, no bones were injured. After a little bandage, he can recover in two days of rest. If supplemented with chakra warming, the speed will be faster.

After telling Qianyuan not to be impatient, the two of them went back to their rooms to rest.

Qianyuan couldn't sleep for a long time, either because of the pain in his wrist or the excitement of practicing chakra for the first time.

Before dawn the next day, Qianyuan tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He simply got dressed and prepared to go out for exercise. When he went out, the fat man was still snoring and sleeping soundly.

When he went out quietly, there were already many poor people on the street busy with their daily livelihood, Qianyuan was not very conspicuous.

Sand Hidden Village is very large, so there are many inaccessible places. Qianyuan chose a side door leading to a deserted oasis. This oasis was buried by wind and sand a few years ago, and almost no one would go there to fetch water.

Get into a ninja's quick marching stance and let's go!

I saw Qianyuan's toes lightly touching the ground, picking up a little sand, and running nearly meters in a few breaths. He felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter, and he looked like the -meter champion in his previous life.

The basic training standard for physical training is twenty-mile long-distance running every day. Before, ordinary people would have to run exhaustingly for half a day, but now Qianyuan runs for one mile without feeling tired at all.

Three miles, five miles, ten miles... Qianyuan used the breathing method in the primary exercise technique, adjusted the rhythm, and made the speed a few minutes faster.

Starting to turn back, the calf began to feel a little sore. Qianyuan controlled the chakra to gather into the calf. Even with 50% chakra control power, the chakra gathering during exercise was not smooth. It took a long time for the calf to show signs of relaxing.

Back outside the village, only about an hour had passed. Seeing that it was still early, I started other basic exercises, squats... horse steps... push-ups...

I went back and forth for 2 hours until I was exhausted and reluctant to return home with my hungry stomach growling.

The fat man had already gotten up and was making breakfast. He had enough points, so naturally he could no longer eat rough foods like taro and dried meat. Yesterday, he exchanged some rice noodles, eggs, seasonings and other ingredients.

These ingredients are not produced in the Kingdom of Wind and need to be imported from the Kingdom of Fire, so the exchange is quite expensive. A few bags of flour quickly cost 2 points.

The fat man kneaded and stretched on the chopping board, looking like a ramen chef, without even the slightest trace of Kazekage. It didn't take long for a bowl of fragrant ramen to be served. As usual, Qianyuan's noodles had an extra piece of black tooth pork chop.

Qianyuan finished off a large bowl of ramen in three or two mouthfuls, not even the soup base was left.

Still not satisfied, have another bowl!

After eating three bowls in a row, the fat man was stunned. How could he eat more than me?

Qianyuan patted his belly and felt full of strength. He took a short rest and went out to practice again.

Until I came back with my tired body at noon...

Fatty made pork chop rice.

Then go out in the afternoon and practice shuriken throwing and wooden stake hitting.

Qianyuan found that the deserted oasis was indeed a good place. It was so remote that no one would pay attention there.

I exchanged a large amount of training equipment directly in the deserted oasis, including wooden stakes, targets, shurikens, kunai, and weight-bearing iron blocks...

Qianyuan actually spent points. Although Qianyuan felt distressed, he still gritted his teeth and replaced it. Keeping the points will not give birth to children. Strength is the basis of survival.

One day passed, and he actually completed 10 basic training programs, which impressed the fat man. In the evening, he made a bowl of braised pork and a pot of pheasant soup, which Qianyuan ate with rice, which was even more delicious.

The fatigue of the day made Qianyuan fall asleep quickly, and he didn't even have the energy to practice chakra.

The next day, just like yesterday, I came back at noon and told the fat man directly that I would prepare a lunch box tomorrow morning and take it directly to the oasis. I didn’t plan to go back and forth.

On the third day, the high-energy lunch box carefully prepared by Fatty made Qianyuan's eyes light up. It turned out to be bison meat on the plateau of the Land of Earth.

On the fourth day, I went back in the evening and found that Fatty had actually opened a restaurant. The signature dish was not just taro, but also several dishes based on sea buckthorn meat.

The staple food is black bread made from tartary buckwheat native to the Valley of the Wind. It is hard, but it is also food that the poor cannot afford.

The fat man explained: "We don't have many points left. We can't just sit back and have nothing. If we can buy things with local currency, we can buy them with currency. Every point is earned in exchange for life."

On the fifth day, Qianyuan trained as usual and was able to practice the basic physical training technique 12 times. This was also attributed to the nutritious meals made of ninja beasts that Fatty made every day. Small restaurants here and there had a bit of business, and most of them were poor people who came over to buy half she and half shepherds and buy bitter yams to eat, and the fat man agreed to them one by one.

On the sixth day, the fat man told Qianyuan that the poor leader had come and gave us a few hundred yen in compensation. He also told us that Fengying sent people to arrest Rencha and found that Rencha had been eaten by hyenas and only the bones were left. Let us not worry about retaliation.

This is to be expected.

The seventh day...the eighth day...

After training day after day, Qianyuan has become proficient in mastering the breathing rhythm of the primary body-building technique, and has also mastered a secret technique that is not considered a secret technique: accumulating energy for a blow.

Can explode with double power.

The ninth day...the tenth day...

Qian Yuan no longer looked as thin as before, his muscles were sharp and angular, and his abdominal muscles, which could not be developed no matter how hard he exercised in his previous life, were now bumpy.

When the ninja selection was approaching, he did not dry up on physical training, and looked for trouble from wild beasts everywhere. He did not dare to provoke large beasts such as sand wolves, but herbivorous animals such as sea buckthorn beasts were still able to handle them with ease. He could basically move a sea buckthorn beast back every day. , Fatty’s restaurant doesn’t need to redeem points for ingredients.

The routine of life is quickly broken.

A group of unsightly gangsters were sitting swaggeringly in Fatty's Little Restaurant.

"If there is anything edible here, bring it up to me." The yellow-haired brother who took the lead stepped on the stool and chewed grass roots in his mouth.

The fat man wasn't upset either. He figured Qianyuan would be back soon, so he just happened to find some sandbags to practice his skills on.

"Gentlemen! Please wait a moment, the meat is in the stew pot!" The fat man bowed his head obsequiously, with a hint of teasing in his smile.

"Oh, Fatty, if you had been so honest before, you wouldn't have been beaten in vain." Huang Mao didn't expect Fatty to be so honest.

"That's that," the fat man said perfunctorily while looking outside to see when Qianyuan would come back.

From a distance, Qianyuan could be seen walking back carrying a half-human-sized sea buckthorn beast. The poor people on the road were all amazed.

Seeing this, the fat man took out a soup can from the kitchen and put it on the gangster's table. "Please use it slowly."

The gangsters were idle all day and rarely had a few pieces of meat, so they couldn't wait to open the lid when the food was served.

There was only a vat of steaming soup, and even after a long time of fishing, there was no shredded meat. Huang Mao slapped the table angrily, "Damn fat man, are you here to entertain the miscellaneous family?"

The fat man walked in and lifted the table. The whole can of hot soup was poured all over Huang Mao's head and face. "Fat man is just here to entertain you!"

After saying that, he hid in the kitchen. At this time, Qianyuan was already standing at the door, looking at Huang Mao and the others, and he probably understood what was going on.

He picked up the body of the Sand Buckthorn Beast and threw it at the gangsters. In an instant, the two of them were hit to the ground, and the Spike Beast's spikes penetrated their bodies, causing a burst of ghostly cries.

Huang Mao's face turned red, he took out the old dagger from his waist and rushed towards Qianyuan.

But Huang Mao's offensive. In Qianyuan's eyes, it was full of flaws. With his right foot as the fulcrum, his body rose into the air and he kicked Huang Mao in the face with a roundhouse kick.

Huang Mao flew out and hit a table. He struggled to stand up and spit out two broken teeth.

Seeing that the boss was defeated, the other two people also took out their own daggers and fired them directly as flying knives, but the method seemed to be no different from that of amateurs.

Qianyuan turned to avoid the flying knives, rushed forward and knocked them to the ground in a circle.

In less than a minute, all five people were defeated and had no ability to resist.

The fat man gestured to a trumpet from behind the curtain and shouted to Qianyuan, "Five points!"

Qianyuan understood what he meant, and he also knew that countless people died every day in the slums. After killing the people, just throw them into the desert in the dead of night, and the hyenas would help you take care of the rest.

What's more, when these little gangsters are seen as evil, most people in the slums applaud and praise them when they die, but no one will stand up for them.

Huang Mao and others didn't know that they had already walked around the gate of hell, and they still wanted to win when they got together.

Qianyuan looked at them, clenched and then unclenched his fists, "Go away, don't let me see you here again in the future."

Huang Mao breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even bother to pick up the dagger and ran away from the door in a panic.