Naruto's Will of the Earth

"Fat man, move your body. Whether we can earn enough kunai in a while depends entirely on you." Uehara put one hand on his hips and one hand on his eyes as he looked at the training ground in the distance, like a monkey. At this time, he somewhat missed his second-hand telescope that cost yuan.

"Fat man, when running, the frequency is very important. The breathing steps are, generally exhale after running for two or three steps, and inhale after running for two or three steps. As the running speed increases and fatigue appears, the breathing frequency also increases. At this time, remember not to stop or speed up, jog slowly to recover your strength, and remember, don’t worry about others, just run at your own pace." Uehara took the opportunity to instill his only knowledge about long-distance running into the fat man.

"Toya, do you have anything to add?" Seeing Toya idle nearby, Uehara reminded: "If you have anything to say, please say it quickly. If we lose later, I won't return your kunai."

"My suggestion is, chakra. When running for short distances, a large amount of chakra will often accumulate on the soles of the feet, which can greatly enhance the explosive power. For long-distance running, the ANBU ninjas happen to have relevant skills. We usually disperse the chakra. To the entire leg, the number does not need to be large, but it must be even enough." Tu Ya looked at the fat man's bloated body, "Your body shape is not suitable for running, although you may have good endurance, the solution is" Tu Ya He frowned and said, "Put some weight on your back. It can help balance the unbalanced center of gravity."

"Are you sure that carrying a heavy load on Toya's back doesn't consume more energy?" Uehara looked at Toya who was plausibly talking.

"Just listen to me." Toya waved his hand, and he didn't bother to explain anything to Uehara, who didn't understand anything.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Shelley, prepare warm water and bandages. Everyone in the Ghost Class and Dashi Class, help me do the statistics. Let's go, the fat man is almost done moving, we can start."

"Have you tested whether Wutong can run?" Toya asked Uehara, who was about to leave.

"My life was saved by Fatty. He should be able to run very well. We haven't tried it specifically. However, even if he has been trained a hundred times, he still has the ability to be afraid of Fatty's character. This time Even if he loses, he will have a clear understanding of his own abilities. Moreover, we have enough time to pay off the little kunai." Looking at Toya who put on the mask again, Uehara thought for a while and said, " Tuya, don’t rush to put on the mask yet, I may need your help later.”

The ninjas in the elite class had stopped training long ago and were gathering together to listen to what Ganliu was explaining. Those in the regular class have also rested and are ready to start training again.

"Everyone, stop for a moment." Uehara put all the kunai neatly together and asked the people from the Oni first class to help carry them to the training ground.

"I guess everyone's kunai is not enough. We have all used up our kunai. How many do you still have?" Uehara looked behind him. More than kunai put together were very impactful.

"There are still more than in the Qinghe class."

"There are thirty-two in the Taoxi class."

“There are also thirty dumplings in the class.”

After the break, each class gathered in twos and threes. Ever since it defeated Spider Maru's class, Uehara's class had the title of the strongest class. In addition, Uehara's Ninja Technique post spread and inspired the ideas of many classes. They also began to record Ninjutsu information suitable for their own classes, so everyone has a good relationship.

"Since everyone's ninja tools are gone, you can see the ones behind me. Flashdance..." Uehara stepped aside, revealing neat kunai. He even deliberately found a direction toward the light, densely packed kunai. Nothing seems more cold and shining.

"Daily training is too boring, so, Uehara's first class includes the Oishi class. Let's gather together the ninja tools and let's compete together." Uehara pushed the fat man out, "You see, the fat man in our class is the best at running. He is very powerful. Let's have a running competition. Every time we pass the fat man, we can win a kunai." Looking secretly at the interested classes, Uehara continued, "On the contrary, if the fat man surpasses your team members, , then, we won a kunai." After saying that, he provoked each class with ill intentions, "But be careful, as the strongest class Uehara class, all your kunai will be destroyed. Lost."

"How come I'm here to give it a try?" Seeing no reaction from the people around him, a Chuunin squad leader said, "The worst thing is that I lose. The competition is so fun." After saying that, he walked up to Uehara and asked , "How to compare where the venue is?"

"Well, seeing that the training ground has not been encircled for a week, we have drawn a starting line and have dedicated personnel to record the number of laps each person runs. You can ask your team members to keep an eye on it."

"Then, we will participate too."

"Let's go too"

"I suggest that it is best to choose the ninja with the best chakra for the competition. Of course, how you choose is your own business." Uehara reminded kindly. This is the insidious thing about Uehara. He deliberately led a group of ninjas wrongly. At the level of a middle genin, chakra cannot be used for long-distance travel. On the contrary, as time goes by, the importance of physical strength and endurance becomes more and more important. If he was like Rhino from the spider pill class, with plenty of chakra but weak physical strength, he would probably be eliminated in the first round.

"Everyone, follow me and set up the venue first."

"Which class of ninja did you just transform into? No one will notice, right?" Seeing no one around, Uehara asked in a low voice. "Shelesha" who followed Uehara, including the first ninja who signed up, were all Tu Ya changed. Toya, who had no time to spare, was pulled in by Uehara and made a temporary guest appearance as a kind of agent who deliberately raises the price in an auction, which gave Toya a strange feeling.

"No, I'm a ninja from the elite class. They're not here, they're here." The fake Shellesa reminded her quickly.

Jonin Ganliu, Dozo, and six classes of elite ninjas came together.

"Uehara" Spider Maru shouted from a distance, rushing over like a strong wind, "Uehara, you have a conspiracy again, right? Captain Ganliu has already told me my shortcomings, intelligence analysis ability is intelligence analysis"

Spider Maru widened his eyes and glanced around fiercely, as if he wanted to dig out all of Uehara's conspiracies.

"Found it." Spider Maru excitedly grabbed a handful of kunai and looked at the abrasion marks on the iron ring on the tail of the kunai. "I discovered it. This kind of mark is caused by the wear and tear of the iron wire. It is commonly used by ANBU ninjas to lay traps. Useful, I heard that you also have a Jonin to lead the team, it's that ANBU-sama, right?" Uehara quickly acted like wow, you are so powerful, you have discovered it.

Spider Maru was very proud, as if he had discovered Uehara's weakness, "If I'm not wrong, Uehara's class doesn't have many kunai except for borrowed ones. You said, if I tell other classes the true situation, someone will follow. Are you competing? Can your clever idea still succeed?" Spider-Man crossed his arms and tapped his toes, as if he was convinced of Uehara.

"No, you can't do this." Uehara looked horrified. ..

"Hahahaha, it's late. All six of our elite class monitors will participate in the competition, and all the kunai will be ours. Hahahahaha." Looking at Spider Maru who left with a laugh like a villain, Uehara looked disgusted, "I thought this was... The guy suddenly became smarter, which surprised me." Uehara wiped the sweat from his forehead speechlessly, "Shelesha, hey, Shersha, where have you been?" The fake Shersha was missing, and Uehara was a little surprised.

"Are you looking for Toya-sama?" Looking at Yukino from Spider Maru's class walking towards Nana, Uehara quickly shook his head, "No, I'm looking for Sherisa."

"Shelesha is Master Tuya pretending to be, right?"

"You knew already"

"No, I originally felt that Sherisa's chakra was a bit strange, and then I saw Sherisa leaving with the Ganliu jounin, so I knew it right away." Yukino clasped his hands and looked at it teasingly. Uehara.

"Touga is an idiot, he is so slow in his work, how can he be relied upon?" Uehara cursed Toya in his mind, and quickly smiled at Yukinomi, "If you don't talk nonsense, Yukino-sama, we can split the score -."

"No need. An arrogant guy like Spider-Man should be allowed to suffer the blow of failure."

Watching Yukino leave, Uehara felt scared for a while. He was still a little arrogant. Ninjas are a group of people who cannot be underestimated.

"I didn't expect you to participate, Toya. It seems that Spider Maru will lose again this time." Hidden in a big tree, Yanliu said to Toya who had released the transformation technique.

"I can't help it. I have an investment of sixty kunai. If Ben Uehara wins, I can get sixty more."

Ganliu had a dark look on his face, "I just gave the kunai to the spider pill class, you won my kunai."

There was no whistle for "Everyone, get ready to start". Uehara, as the opening referee, raised his voice to the highest pitch, but his voice almost broke. Following his order, twenty-one teams, totaling thirty ninjas, rushed out like the wind after giving the order.

The fat man kept Uehara's teachings in mind, not seeking speed, but seeking durability, so from the beginning, he deliberately slowed down. He was already slow, so it seemed more like he was doing it on purpose.

Ever since he lost to Uehara's class inexplicably, Spider Maru has had a shadow on Uehara's class. From the beginning of the game, he has been keeping a close eye on the fat guy from Uehara's class. He will run as fast as the fat guy runs. He always suspects that there is something wrong with it. Is there any unknown secret?

"Look, the first one is squad leader Sasaki. It's squad leader Sasaki. Hurry up." Listening to the cheers nearby, and looking at the fat man who had only run a little more than half of a lap, Spider Ball gritted his teeth, regardless of it, and rushed forward with all his strength. Got out.

First lap, second lap, third lap

As time goes by, the fat man is surpassed more and more times.

All the kunai of the Uehara class were distributed, and the debt on the account was also increasing. The ghost leader who was responsible for helping record the loss saw the number of losses getting bigger and bigger, and asked with some guilt: "Uehara-kun, there is really no problem. "

"Don't worry." Uehara looked at the track intently. At the beginning, the chakra was abundant, and the running ninja could make a hole in the loose soil with one kick. But when the chakra was almost exhausted, the fat man ran for the first time. At seventeen laps, there were almost no traces left on the ground. Now it was finally time to compete in physical strength. The fat man and the first place had a gap of fifteen laps.

"Come and let us all cheer for the fat man"

"Fat man, that's not right. In this case, you should call his name. Come on, everyone in the Ghost First Class, shout together to cover their voices, Wutong, come on Wutong, come on." The voice was so noisy that Uehara's throat almost broke when he yelled. I wonder if Fatty can hear it.

By the fortieth lap, Fatty could almost keep up with the mainstream ninjas. By the fiftieth lap, Fatty began to overtake him, and there were only less than ten people in front of him.

"Guishou, look at our bill, we will probably get our money back by now," Uehara yelled with smoke coming from his throat, and picked up the warm water prepared by Sherezha to drink.

"That's for Wutong"

"Okay, okay, I'll find water by myself."

"At present, in addition to taking back all the ones that were distributed, there are more than more." The ghost leader looked at the bill and looked happy.

There were only two protagonists left on the field, Spider Ball with red eyes, and Fatty, who was panting. The two of them were still running. The contestants from other classes were running slower than they were walking. It was the ninja's firm will that kept them gritting their teeth and persevering.

He wiped his sweat with the towel tied around his neck. Looking at Spider Ball who was still walking fast in front of him, the fat man gritted his teeth and exerted his strength again.

"Come on, fat man, don't be nervous, pay attention to your breathing and frequency, and run steadily."

Hearing Uehara's voice, Fatty lost his nerves for a moment. He felt that he would definitely win. Just like last time, he defeated the strongest Spider Maru class. He believed that everything was under Uehara's control. The fat man calmed down, slowed down, and slowly adjusted the frequency.

"Does the breathing and footsteps work together? Huhu~" Not far from the fat man, what Uehara told the fat man, Spider Maru naturally heard it. He gasped tiredly, looked at the fat man who was catching up again, and had no choice but to speed up again. What he didn't know was that in this situation, if the frequency was messed up and accelerated rashly, all the energy would be exhausted.

The sun was gradually rising, and it was not pleasant to be on the unobstructed training ground. Many classes were hiding in the shade of the trees, watching the final game between Fatty and Spider Ball. The monitors of each class looked bad. Who knows how many kunai they would owe to their original class after this time.

Next to the track, Uehara, Shellesa and Oishi Ban, the first class of ghosts, were waiting at the starting line to cheer for the fat man. Their companions were working hard for the benefit of the team. Hiding and keeping quiet was not what companions should do.

"Don't be nervous, fat man, keep up the frequency, we will soon surpass him." He waved his fist to greet the passing fat man. The fat man's face was covered with sweat. After waving his hand, he slowly ran over.

"What lap is this?" Uehara looked at Shelley's record and said,

"Wu Tong's 98th lap, Spider Pill's 88th lap." Looking through the records, Shellesa now only admired the fat man, "Uehara, why don't you let Wutong stop? We have already won."

"No, Spider Ball didn't give up."

"Master Tozo's suggestion is to let them complete the last lap, otherwise they may have physical problems." Toya said standing behind Uehara, all twenty-one teams, including the ninja tools of the three jonins , all piled up behind Uehara, forming a hill, and Toya no longer worried about his ninja tools.

"Fat man, Captain Ganliu said that we should not be passed by him until the last lap." Fatty, who was halfway through the last lap, looked at Spider-Man who was chasing closely behind him, and put the weight on his back hard. Pull it up, throw it to the ground, and launch a final sprint as if it's life-threatening.

"Don't stop, fat man, slow down slowly. Jog for a minute before drinking water." Supporting the fat man who was about to collapse to the ground, Uehara hurriedly held him up. If he stopped suddenly after intense exercise, something would happen.

After Spider Maru was helped over by his companions, he stared at Uehara with eyes wide open.

Uehara threw the water to him: "Don't be dissatisfied. The fat guy in our class won. Even if we compete ten times, we will still win. Take the water and drink it. I don't have any to drink. It's an advantage for you. To be honest, after running for so long, I kind of admire you, Spider Ball."

"Damn it, it's just a few steps. It's obviously just a few steps too slow." Spider-Man tilted his head and did not catch the kettle thrown by Yuan.

"Don't you have any mathematical concept of a few steps? This is a circular track. You ran ninety laps, but Fatty ran a full hundred laps. Is this just a few steps? Tens of thousands of steps are not enough." Ignore those who heard this. What did Spider-Man think? Uehara walked towards the fat man who was walking slowly and persistently.

The fat man saw Uehara and couldn't stop laughing, "Uehara, did I really win?"

"That's right. Do you have any doubts? Everyone saw you win. You don't have to ask how awesome you are. Fatty, do you know how many laps you ran?"

"I guess thirty rounds." The fat man scratched his head uncertainly.

"You don't understand math either? Guess after thirty rounds?"

"twenty five"

"Here I go, why do you keep guessing less and less, guessing higher?"

"Then, I ran fifty"

“Not right yet”

"sixty"

"You ran a hundred laps." Sheresa couldn't stand the fat man's silly look, so she shook the record book in front of him.

After looking carefully and again, the fat man's smile was no longer concealed. With the support of Xuelsha, he paced back and forth happily. Fatty had the habit of walking with his head down, but now he greets people with his head held high, and responds to others' compliments in a neither humble nor overbearing manner. Uehara saw it in his eyes, feeling sincerely pleased.

"We have gained quite a lot this time." Tuya's voice sounded from behind.

"Yes," Uehara looked at the whispering fat man and Sheresa. Uehara smiled inexplicably: "Yes, it is an extremely rare harvest."

Suddenly, Uehara shouted at the fat man: "Fat man, you are number one today."

"It seems like hey, it's the first time I got first place today." The fat man responded with an honest smile.