Naruto's graceful style

that night.

After the celebration, everyone returned to the tent.

Listening to the slight breathing coming from beside him, Yuta slowly opened his eyes. He raised his right arm, which had been slightly cracked due to the battle during the day, and there was no obvious pain. Then he squeezed it with his left hand, and then he felt a trace of pain. Discomfort.

"It has begun to recover. At this rate, I should be fully recovered by tomorrow morning."

Yuta thought about it silently, and finally couldn't help but smile.

This kind of recovery ability is really convenient.

Sometimes, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this kind of recovery ability really brought him a lot of benefits.

Although there was no direct improvement in strength, it was an exaggeration for him to cross the Kage level in one fell swoop and become a leader in the ninja world. But whether it is the recovery of physical and mental strength after practicing, or the body's self-healing after injury, it has brought him most conveniences.

Just like this is the case now.

Without the mysterious recovery power in his body, although the injury to his right arm would not make him unable to fight, it would have a certain impact. If left unchecked, the injury might become more serious. To take a step back, even if there is professional medical ninja treatment, it may not be as good as his own recovery.

Not to mention that like now, you don’t have to do anything, you just have to wait until the next day to get back to the original state.

"What other abilities are there that I don't know about?"

"In short, we must dig out everything in this war."

Yuta rested his head on his left arm, with some expectation in his heart.

After all, he was born in a commoner family, without blood inheritance, family secrets, etc., so he had to practice diligently and honestly. One day, he suddenly discovered that this special power existed in his body. How could he not be excited? From then on, his heart was filled with excitement. Just more expectations.

What's more, he has also found the key to the door to the treasure inside his body, and it seems only a matter of time before he uncovers its mystery.

The night was getting darker.

The fire outside the tent was still flickering.

Uchiha Fugaku sat behind the desk and closed his eyes for a nap. He pinched the bridge of his nose with his right thumb and index finger, with varying degrees of strength.

His thoughts never stopped.

Thinking about the future battle decision-making plan, etc., the current situation of the Uchiha clan, the situation of Konoha, etc., I feel a little pain in my head.

Finally, he thought about today's battle, the defeat of the Mist Ninja, and the boy who left a deep impression on him.

"Yuta."

He heard this name no less than a dozen times tonight.

At first he felt a bit familiar, as if he had heard it before. When he saw Yuta's face, he suddenly remembered it.

Isn't that the civilian kid who had friction with Uchiha a few years ago?

But since then, there has been no contact between the two parties, and he has not heard any news about Yuta.

“I didn’t expect that in just two or three years, it has grown to this point.”

Uchiha Fugaku opened his eyes and said calmly, feeling really surprised.

Not to mention anything else, he admired Yuta's strength and talent.

Even if he could think of geniuses among his peers in the Uchiha clan, they would all be inferior compared to Yutaichi.

His thoughts wandered for a while, and Uchiha Fugaku quickly took it back, put down the right hand that was pinching the bridge of his nose, clasped his hands in front of him, and fell into deep thought again.

In a tent where the Uchiha clan gathered.

A young man with gauze wrapped around his body lay quietly, his dark eyes opened, looking at the tent above, unable to fall asleep.

The boy is Uchiha Kei.

At this time, his mind kept thinking about the battle during the day.

Especially the scene of the boy fighting seemed to be engraved in his mind and he couldn't get rid of it.

""

Uchiha Kai slowly clenched his fists, and the sound of clenching teeth could be heard faintly in the quiet tent.

He was unwilling and didn't understand.

You have obviously worked so hard, why is the gap getting bigger and bigger?

He is a well-known genius among the Uchiha clan, how could he not be able to compare with a commoner boy?

Originally, he was quite satisfied with his current strength. Even if he could not reach the level of those perverted monsters, he was still enough to be proud of most of his peers.

However, when faced with the young man named Yuta, all of this was instantly shattered like a piece of fragile glass.

Along with his pride and his hard work over the years

They all seemed so ridiculous.

Fortunately, he still wanted to wash away his shame and avenge the killing in the back mountain.

Now it seems that he is just talking about himself and is self-righteous.

Maybe the boy named Yuta didn't notice his existence, not from the beginning to the end.

And this is the most powerless place.

The clenched fist suddenly unclenched, and a rare wry smile appeared on Uchiha Kei's face, which had always been full of confidence.

Not willing to give in, it's over. After venting all the miscellaneous thoughts in my heart, what's left is calmness and deep thought.

The battle during the day had made him clearly aware of the strength gap between himself and Yuta. Even though he felt unwilling to do so, he had to admit that facing this fact, even though it felt very powerless.

He has been left far behind by Yuta.

They are not even qualified to be his opponent, because they are at a completely different level now. That guy should have set his sights higher and further. Even the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, whom he regarded as powerful enemies, could not restrain him.

a long time.

A silent sigh sounded in the bottom of my heart.

Another corner.

Uchiha Shisui, a talented young man with high hopes, also closed his eyes and fell asleep with his thoughts on his mind.

And the things that kept this genius boy awake were naturally related to the battle during the day.

Tonight, many people are destined to have sleepless nights.

The next morning.

Yuta woke up early in the morning, full of energy and not a trace of fatigue. He couldn't tell that he had just participated in a fierce fighting battle yesterday.

He came outside the tent, listened to the sound of the waves, stretched his muscles, and shook his right arm.

"Sure enough, it doesn't hurt at all."

Feeling that the injury on his right arm had healed, Yuta felt happy and sighed at the magic of the power within his body.

Although it was expected, the convenience brought by this self-recovery power is really great. I believe that as long as he is not seriously injured, he should be able to recover quickly and the battle will not be affected at all.

Of course, even if the injury is too serious, it should only be a matter of recovery time, but I don’t know where that speed is. If one day you play floating and the injury exceeds the scope of self-healing, then

Yuta quickly shook his head when he thought of this, firmly believing that that day would not come.

"Morning, Yuuta."

Yuhi Hong rubbed her eyes and walked out with a laziness in her voice that sounded like she had just woken up. Looking at Yuta's back, a smile appeared on her face. She was as delicate and beautiful as a hibiscus, seven parts innocent and three parts playful.

Yuta was stunned for a moment when he saw her smile, and then smiled softly, "Good morning."