Konoha's Barrier Master

Four o'clock in the afternoon, training ground No. 77.

After taking a nap, Uzumaki Makoto recharged his energy, postponed what he had to do, and came here on time, formally meeting his teacher with anticipation.

Although he has decided to be his teacher, in fact, friendship has never been determined by status since ancient times.

Unexpectedly, Nagato and Jiraiya, Sasuke and Orochimaru, masters and apprentices, turned against each other because of their dreams or desires, and fought to death.

Not to mention that the world of Naruto still has the ancestral art of killing teachers. In this world, the teacher-student relationship cannot be said to be fragile, but it is not considered strong either.

What's more, Uzumaki Makoto was not really looking forward to what this relationship could bring to him.

Which Konoha ninja is known to be familiar with barrier techniques?

The future relationship will depend on how well Uzumaki Makoto gets along with this teacher.

After arriving at the training ground No. 77, Uzumaki Makoto looked around and saw no one, so he looked around at this training ground where he would come often in the future.

Nowadays, the spring is bright, the birds are singing, the flowers are fragrant, the green trees are shady, and the breeze is blowing.

None of them.

The sunshine is neither hot nor gentle. When it hits the body, it is neither comfortable nor uncomfortable. It is just a little hot but not disgusting.

There is no wind, and there is no fragrance of flowers and plants.

For some unknown reason, this training ground is located very close to the Death Forest, and very close to the place where Uzumaki Makoto went to explore this morning.

He couldn't help but wonder if his whereabouts had been exposed.

But thinking about the situation he would face if his whereabouts were really revealed, Uzumaki Makoto felt relieved again.

He was definitely over-concerned. If he was really discovered, even if Sarutobi and others would not take coercive measures, it did not mean that nothing would be done.

Controlling the Great Ninja Village for a long time, these senior officials are all about tactics.

Moreover, at that time, maybe Mito Uzumaki, who had his heart set on Konoha, would not turn towards him.

And since nothing has happened now, and I have been assigned a teacher, and being given this kind of welfare arrangement, it essentially means that my whereabouts have not been exposed.

"Who"

Uzumaki Makoto suddenly turned around, his red pupils tightened and became smaller like the lens of a camera, and he shouted to the woods behind him.

There is a wind blowing between the sky and the earth, and the green and dense branches and leaves in the woods are swaying and rustling in an orderly manner, and the subtle sounds of the collision between the leaves are also reaching the ears along with the sound of the wind.

For a moment, the entire space fell silent. Only Uzumaki Makoto's voice echoed in the empty venue, but it gradually disappeared.

The wind roared in his ears, and everything he could see was green. Neither his eyes nor his ears could find the person who had just made him feel that he was being watched. It seemed that it was just Uzumaki Makoto who was wrong and was hallucinating.

But he was very sure that he definitely didn't feel wrong.

The feeling of being stared at from behind, like being stared at by a venomous snake, the chill in the body and the sudden foreboding are definitely not fakes or hallucinations, but the instinctive reaction of living creatures when faced with danger.

In other words, if the guy hiding in the secret is just one person, he has the power to threaten his own life.

Is he his teacher?

who will be

If it were Orochimaru, he would indeed be able to do such a thing.

Uzumaki Makoto's fair and fair cheek lines were strong and sharp, like a knife cutting out an axe. His handsome face was full of seriousness and seriousness, and his attitude became serious.

This is a person who can threaten his life. No matter what his purpose is, when he faces this kind of power, he has to become nervous.

The body gradually tightens, and the muscles burn the energy in the body in awe. Every bone is wrapped and compressed by the muscles and fits tightly with each other. The blood starts to rush with the gradually accelerating heart, injecting the body with the power to mobilize at any time to deal with sudden dangerous situations. .

He was not sure whether the place blocked by his body was blocked or not. Uzumaki Makoto quietly reached for the ninja bag and touched it. His eyes were always moving, alert to the plants and trees around him to prevent accidents from happening.

It's fun to test my strength.

Just stalling for time is not a good idea.

I will not deny my decision easily.

He shouted again: "I know you are here, why don't you come out and see me?"

The only thing that responded to him was the quiet training ground on No. 77, which had ignored the sound of the blowing wind and the swaying and falling leaves for thousands of years.

"Do you want to see my background?"

"That's right. I also want to see if you are qualified to be my teacher."

As he spoke, Uzumaki Makoto stretched out his hands in front of him and formed a seal openly in the empty training ground, seemingly treating the person in the dark as nothing.

Anyone who sees this scene will say something arrogant.

A ninja's kung fu, whether it's taijutsu, ninjutsu or genjutsu, basically relies on one pair of hands, and ninjas are people who use deception to win.

Therefore, exposing his hands in front of the opponent is a provocation to the opponent and confidence in his own strength. If he has a bad temper, he may just rush up to Uzumaki Makoto for a duel.

"Haha, simple tactics."

"But it's very practical."

Behind a tree, a long-haired man wearing a Konoha Jounin standard vest and a Konoha forehead protector stood in the dark, his breath covered, looking impartially at Uzumaki Makoto's back, mouthing There was a sound so soft that I couldn't quite hear it clearly.

A curious and sophisticated expression quietly appeared on his face, which was as pale as snow and seemed to be sick.

The golden pupils were full of playfulness and probing.

"Then, I will do as you wish. I just hope that you really have something hidden that I can't see. Just don't let me down."

"Otherwise, all my curiosity and thoughts will be in vain."

"After all, my time is very precious."

As he murmured, a dark shuriken with a cold aura suddenly appeared in the ninja's hand.The next moment, the shuriken came out of his hand, spinning and flying rapidly towards Uzumaki Makoto's back.

The shuriken flew in the air very fast, pulling the black color to form a black arc. In a very short period of time, the ninja standing in the shadow still had time to form seals.

The seal fell, and the shurikens flying in the air suddenly split apart, one turned into two, two turned into four, and there were more and more shurikens.

The shurikens, which seemed both phantoms and real, rotated at high speed, cutting through the air and filling the space, turning a single shuriken into an overwhelming rain of shurikens.

This extremely weak sound finally caught Uzumaki Makoto's attention. He turned his head slightly and saw that his vision was filled with black shadows that were killing people with shurikens.

He recognized it.

Shuriken shadow clone technique.

Ranked A-level ninjutsu.

It was originally created by the Third Hokage. After several times in Konoha, there are not many people who know this trick and are so proficient in it.

Naturally, the identity of the man in the shadow is ready to be revealed.

But now is obviously not the time to be happy to see through the opponent's identity. The top priority is to avoid those shurikens spinning in the air.

This A-level ninjutsu is real and not weak in power. If it were to be fought forcefully, Uzumaki Makoto's physique would lead to serious injuries even if he didn't die.

In the blink of an eye, the shuriken fell with the sound of wind, and with a flash of black light, the cold blade passed through Uzumaki Makoto's body, and one corner plunged into the soil. The blade tilted toward the sky reflected the cold light in the sun.