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Ling Yu walked all the way to Uchiha Madara's residence

Now Mr. Madara has changed into his home clothes, and there is still a cup of steaming tea at hand.

Ling Yu greeted him, and then sat beside him.

"Ling Yu, I call you this time, I want you to live with Qianshou for a while."

After living in the Senju Clan for a while, why did you suddenly ask me to go there?

And if he goes there, doesn't it mean that he will meet that annoying guy Tsunade every day?

Uchiha Madara looked at Ling Yu's face and guessed that he might be a little bit resistant.

But this is not important, Uchiha Madara took a sip from the teacup, and then said lightly:

"You can go there tomorrow morning with some change of clothes, I will tell Hashirama tonight."

Uh, does this mean that you don’t give yourself a chance to refuse at all?

Ling Yu scratched his head. Although he didn't understand why, he still went ahead. The most he could do was avoid Tsunade.

"Okay Madara-sama, I will go back and prepare now, and then go to the Senju Clan tomorrow morning."

Ling Yu got up and pulled the wrinkled clothes that had been sitting down just now, and was about to leave.

At this moment, Uchiha Madara spoke again unhurriedly:

"Ling Yu, this time you go out, you can see the reality of the ninja world. Go to the Thousand Hands Clan to develop more of your own strength."

After hearing this, Ling Yu suddenly realized that he just asked me to go to the Thousand Hands Clan for training.

Ling Yu nodded, then went home to pack up his things and wrote down Chidori's cultivation method.

The dew on the grass blades has just receded in the early morning

Ling Yu bid farewell to Fuyue who came to herd the pigs with him, and explained to him that he was going to receive special training at the Thousand-hand Clan's land. Of course, he didn't forget to give him the Chidori training scroll that he wrote overnight.

Uchiha Fugaku watched Ling Yu gradually go away at the gate of the clan, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

We obviously just came back yesterday and we are already going to separate today.

But since Master Ling Yu is going to receive special training, I can't relax myself.

Master Ling Yu has already been able to defeat Tsunade, I can't fall behind too much.

Let my father make a strict training plan for me starting today.

Fu Yue clenched his hands into fists, secretly making up his mind to train hard.

Not long after, Ling Yu came to the land of the Thousand Hands.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the gatekeeper of the Qianshou clan found him and greeted him warmly.

"Master Ling Yu, the Great Elder has been waiting for you in the compound for a long time when he heard that you are coming for special training."

Ling Yu was a little surprised when he heard this. Didn't he say that Zhu Jian gave him special training yesterday? Why did he suddenly change to a fat old man?

Seeing Ling Yu's expression, the Qianshou clansman said with a smile:

"The thing is like this. Master Zhujian came back yesterday and specifically explained what happened today, and then somehow the elder found out, and at his request, the person who specially trained you was replaced by him."

Ling Yu nodded, then cast his gaze into the distance

Do you want the fat old man to give me special training? I was competing with the thin old man to see who could grow farther.

He clumsily reached for the diaper to smell if I had it in my crotch.

Everything is just like yesterday

With a feeling of nostalgia, Ling Yu finally came to the compound.

It can be seen that since the thin old man left, he has lost a lot of weight, and his small belly like a swimming ring is now only the size of a can, but in general, he is still relatively energetic.

As soon as Ling Yu came in, it was obvious that his eyes lit up.

"Xiao Lingyu, you're here, come over here and let me take a look."

The old man greeted Ling Yu with a smile, and Ling Yu also greeted with a smile, and stood in front of him obediently.

The fat old man gestured at Ling Yu's height for a while, and then squeezed his shoulder with his old arm.

Then he slapped him hard on the butt.

In the end, he showed his only few teeth, and said with a satisfied smile:

"Well, that's good. I've grown taller and stronger, and even my waist has become stronger."

Ling Yu's mouth twitched twice

Old man, where did you come to the conclusion that my waist has become stronger?

Just because you slapped my butt just now, this is too unscientific.

Seeing Ling Yu's expression, the old man's wrinkled face smiled brighter:

"Hahaha, don't think too much. If you have hundreds of romantic partners like I did when I was young, then you can easily tell whether other people's waists are strong."

Hundreds or so?

So strong

Ling Yu stared at the fat old man with his mouth wide open, completely shocked by what he just said.

The fat old man smiled happily, and was also very proud of Ling Yu's shock. However, he smiled and suddenly looked at the ground.

emmm The fat old man suddenly stopped smiling

Putting his fist into his mouth and clearing his throat, the fat old man's expression suddenly became serious.

Ling Yu felt a little puzzled by this. He was smiling just now, but why did his face change in the blink of an eye?

"Xiao Lingyu, this time your training will be taught by me personally. If you think about escaping, it is completely useless. Now come with me."

After the fat old man finished speaking, he hooked his hands towards Ling Yu and brought him in front of a wooden stake.

There is only one thick wooden stake surrounded by three adults in the entire training ground, and there is nothing else.

Ling Yu looked at the fat old man, pointed to this thick and unrealistic wooden stake and asked:

"Old man, what is this wooden stake for? Are you going to train on it?"

The fat old man shook his head, and then showed a kind smile:

"How is that possible? This wooden stake is for you to hit. No matter whether you punch or kick, you can destroy the wooden stake at any time. Even if your training is qualified, of course, ninjutsu is not allowed. It’s used”

Ling Yu looked at his fist, and then at the thick wooden stake surrounded by three people.

Can such training really be completed with my own small arms and legs?

It would be more like replacing it with Metek.

Just when Ling Yu doubted his life, the fat old man's voice sounded again:

"Oh, I forgot to tell you something. This wooden stake was made by Hashirama using ninjutsu yesterday, so its strength may be slightly stronger than ordinary trees."

Hearing this, Ling Yu immediately ran to the side of the wooden pile. He first touched the surface of the wooden pile with his hand, and then took out a handful of kunai and tapped it lightly.

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The corners of Ling Yu's mouth were twitching. He turned around and looked at the fat old man seriously.

With this sound of gold and iron clashing, are you sure this thing is a wooden pile and not an iron pile?