Naruto Dancer Master

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Chapter 13 The Twelve Guardian Ninjas

Early the next morning, as usual, when Yan Yan, who had been fighting all night in the dungeon, was still sleeping, Grandma Torikoto took her reluctant mother on the road and headed home in the direction of Konoha.Of course, hanging far behind were the father and son of Changhe with bruises and swollen faces.

From then on, every once in a while, Grandma Qiqin would always take a few days to visit Yanyan with her entire family following the family caravan. Although Yanyan regretted that the time spent with her family was too short, every time, The feeling of happiness still filled my whole body.

Happy days always pass by quickly, and Yanyan is already four years old before he knows it. During the day, he follows the old monk Shan He to learn the talents of the immortal clan and temper his body.After the sun sets in the west, I practice physical skills with my senior brother Ji Lu.Entering the dungeon at night to fight on the Laodao battlefield. With Ryuichimonji's short sword, the two "people" can break into the enemy formation, kill the generals and capture the flag, even if they brave the rain of arrows. Of course, the process is extremely difficult.It took more than a year to barely kill one centurion heroic spirit. As for ordinary skeletal heroic spirits, he had already killed more than thirty.

There are not many tricks in the battle on the battlefield. Some are just charging forward, charging and charging. Even if you are escaping, you must turn into an axe, tearing apart all the stones in front of you, whether it is a broken blade, using all the weapons in your hand, violent storms. Only by drowning and crushing the enemy can you find a way out. There is no ninja's ever-changing agility, there is no samurai's sacrifice of life, and there is only the desire to survive that tears everything in front of you.

And as more and more skeleton swordsmen were defeated, Yan Yan discovered that there was a subtle power that nourished and improved his mental power. Talent, controlling spiritual energy plays a decisive role.

Yanyan gradually showed a leaping increase in strength by repeatedly tempering his body's cells with body energy. In order to become more familiar with the ever-changing body, Yanyan even lengthened the time he spent hard practicing physical skills.Even the ribs on both sides of the body seemed to be gradually connected together, and the knocking sounded like two wooden boards.

"Mo Dao, hand axe, flail, dagger, halberd, flywheel"

On this day, Yanyan, who had been practicing with the old monk Shanhe for a long time, walked in small steps to the door of the Zen room where he and his senior brother Dilu were, and thoughtfully gestured at the weapons he practiced in the dungeon, and the skeletal heroes every night. The fighting deepened his idea of ​​using various refined weapons, and he continued to learn from his enemies.The fine skills of various weapons or the rough slashing and slashing all make Yan Yan fascinated.These ghosts who have died in hundreds of battles have even studied their killing techniques to perfection. Why can't I?

Yanyan, who was wandering in the world, didn't wait to push Fangben away and bumped into Dilu who walked out quickly. Dilu also hurriedly supported Yanyan.

"Hey, little junior brother, as a recluse, you should possess three thousand majesties, and when you walk, you should take root on the ground. How can you be half-hearted..."

Yanyan, who had returned to his soul, had a headache and listened to senior brother Di Lu's incessant nagging. I don't know when, senior brother Di Lu suddenly began to persuade him to convert to Buddhism, become a monk, and show him the appearance and posture of a monk in every move he made. Annoyingly tight, Yanyan had to listen again.

"Hey...brother, senior brother, wait a minute...what are you going to do with the package on your back?" Yanyan quickly interrupted Di Lu, who was still unfinished.

At this time, Dilu took off his usual Haiqing cassock and wore the garb of a Ninja monk. He had a bulging Ninja tool bag around his waist and was carrying a small package, as if he was going on a long journey.

"Oh, junior brother..." Di Lu smacked his lips, looked at his own clothes, and said with some frustration.

"The recruitment order for the twelve guardian ninjas of the Daming Palace has come down. Master has sent me to protect the daimyo. Konoha has also sent a jounin. He is waiting for me in the front yard right now. According to other juniors, he is the son of the Sandaime Hokage. .”

"Oh, senior brother, you still didn't hide away after all, haha." Yanyan looked at the depressed Dilu dumbfounded. For more than a year, this senior brother has been nagging his master to shirk the responsibility of guarding the Twelve Ninjas. .

"Oh, I can't ask for it, I can't ask for it, so I won't talk to you anymore. Junior brother, temper your body, strengthen your muscles and bones, and don't let go of practicing physical skills." Dilu was also doing his final words with Yanyan. Saying goodbye, he asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, senior brother, Yanyan will not forget your teachings for a day." Yanyan solemnly saluted Dilu with his hands folded. Over the past year, senior brother Dilu has treated him like a family member, like a real brother, so Yanyan He is also full of respect for Dilu, well... he just talks too much.

"Okay, haha, I'll leave now, little junior brother, take care of Master for me, I'll leave it to you for the rest of the day," Di Lu said loudly and strode out of the small courtyard.

"Senior brother, please rest assured." Yanyan clasped his hands in front of Dilu and bowed again. He was a little reluctant, but still shouted:

"I wish my senior brother... a prosperous military fortune during this trip."

Di Lu waved his hand with his back to Yan Yan, indicating that he understood, and then disappeared around the corner.

The "Twelve Guardian Ninja" are the twelve elite ninjas responsible for protecting the Daimyo of the Land of Fire. They are a private force directly under the Daimyo's recruitment and are very powerful.The older generation of "Twelve Guardian Ninja" have either died in battle or retired due to their weakened blood due to years of fighting.But now there is an urgent need to select twelve elite ninjas from various forces in the Land of Fire to replenish fresh blood and ensure the safety of the daimyo.As the direct line of the Daimyo, the Fire Temple, which has the longest history in the Land of Fire, must set an example and send the next generation successor of the Fire Temple, "Chiriku", to protect the Daimyo.

The Konoha jounin waiting in the vestibule was Asuma Sarutobi. After identifying who was behind him, the two of them walked out of the temple gate and headed towards the Daming Palace without much chatting.

Sarutobi Asuma and Chiriku hit it off immediately. One was bold and majestic, the other strong and simple. The two of them got a lot closer along the way.Jilu also chatted about his troubles to Sarutobi Asuma. He originally received guidance from his master and wanted to practice hard, but he learned that he must join the "Twelve Guardian Ninja" recruited by the Daimyo of the Land of Fire.This made Dilu, who longed for a peaceful practice, feel restless and somewhat resistant to this recruitment.

After hearing Chiriku's troubles, Sarutobi Asuma pretended to laugh boldly and said:

"Please don't worry. Joining the Twelve Guardian Ninjas is also a kind of training, and it will also make you clearly understand the future path. The entrustment given because of belief is also the trust of the daimyo, hahahaha, from now on. You and I will also become companions of life and death, so please give me your guidance in the future, haha."

Looking at the bearded Sarutobi Asuma who was smoking a cigarette, Chiriku seemed to have thought of something and asked doubtfully: "Hey, Sarutobi-san, don't the Twelve Guardian Ninjas not need ninjas over 30 years old?" "

Sarutobi Asuma: ""

After learning the truth that Asuma Sarutobi was only in his early twenties, Chiriku hurriedly apologized, got up and went to find water, leaving the gray-faced Asuma Sarutobi.

Di Lu was a little annoyed that he had asked such a rude question.He looked at Sarutobi Asuma who was squatting on the spot holding a kunai and gesturing around his neck.Di Lu thought with some worry:

"Di Lu, Di Lu, where have you gone with your usual calmness? You're too reckless. You offended your new companion as soon as you set off. He wouldn't have committed suicide, right? It's so embarrassing. What should I do?"

In fact, the frustrated Asuma Sarutobi was just thinking about whether he should shave off the beard he had grown for more than ten years, although he still didn't want to do it in the end.

Later, in order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Sarutobi Asuma naturally had a bitter relationship with Chiriku. Even though he talked a lot about truth and seemed very mature, taking this trip out of Konoha Village as an example, although he explained that On the surface, he was joining the Twelve Guards Ninja Warriors, but in fact, Asuma Sarutobi had a quarrel with his father, the Sandaime Hokage. Because of their different ideas, he came to the village to prove that his ideas were correct.

"Now it sounds a bit like a child running away from home..."

Sarutobi Asuma shook his head and smiled bitterly.

To a certain extent, both Chiriku and Sarutobi Asuma were kicked out by their elders. After the two complained to each other, they couldn't help but look at each other and laugh, feeling that they were in the same boat.

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