Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

The fact that the Hokage's daughter is the tail end of the crane does not seem to cause much shock among the students. Because Joruri is so cute and has an easy-going personality, everyone likes her, including some with relatively high talents. He even offered to teach her, but it was so messed up that she would rather go to the school flower bed and watch the ants move.

Quan Nai has one head and two children. He originally thought that his lovely niece would inherit some of her parents' talents, but who would have thought that she would collapse like this.

Madara is not in a hurry. In his eyes, it doesn't matter even if Joruri ends up being a genin for the rest of his life. After merging Hashirama's cells, he has strong vitality and will definitely be able to live for a long time. As long as he lives, he will protect her.

However, he was also a little depressed. His small fire escape ninjutsu class had been open for a long time, but no student had signed up for the class. From morning to night, he wandered around the school, watching other teachers teach, but he didn't know anything about it. Nothing gets done.

Some teachers couldn't stand Madara, who stared at them in class with a serious and resentful expression, like a lingering evil ghost, and asked him on a whim to demonstrate the fire escape ninjutsu to the students.

The opportunity came. This was the best time to promote his Fire Release Ninjutsu class to the students. Madara confidently demonstrated a B-level Fire Release Ninjutsu.

Zi-Chou-Xu-Wu-Shen-Hai-Yin

"The fire escapes, the arrogant fire is extinguished!"

Chakra condenses in the throat, and spits out an extremely huge flame like a surge from the mouth, which can burn everything within the scope of the flame.

The fire soared into the sky, and everywhere as far as the eye could see was a sea of ​​orange-red flames. The flames burned the air, causing the surrounding temperature to rise instantly, and a heat wave hit their faces. The students present stared blankly at first, and then reacted as if The sheep pen that was broken into by a wild wolf was so frightened that the children cried for father and mother and ran away. The scene suddenly turned into a mess.

The teachers were avoiding the flames while maintaining order. The principal stretched out half of his body from the principal's office and shouted at the teachers who were not in class to rush to put out the fire.

The flames burned trees and lawns used for greening, and were likely to spread.

Madara was in a state of confusion as he looked at the students and teachers who were running away without a trace.

So... run away?

"Water escape, the technique of water dragon bombs!"

A familiar cold voice sounded in the ears, and then a majestic water dragon rose from the ground and fell from the sky, extinguishing the fire before it spread to the teaching building.

With Madara's desire to show off being extinguished, he shook his wet hair, spit out a mouthful of water, and looked at the man walking over in shock.

Tobirama looked at him with furrowed eyebrows, as if he was looking at a psychopath, and the doubts on his face were not concealed.

Madara straightened his back, although he knew that he had gone a little too far this time, but... who knew that a B-level ninjutsu could scare those brats like this.

Sure enough, in peacetime there are no heroes, they are all bears.

"You are Madara Uchiha. B-level ninjutsu can produce S-level effects in your hands. You should be aware of this, right?"

"Thank you for the compliment." Madara was unmoved and still stood where he was, just a little disappointed.

"Hey, I'm not complimenting you! If I hadn't been lucky enough to pass by today, would I have expected these teachers to put out the fire with buckets?"

"..."

"If I refuse to allow you to demonstrate fire escape ninjutsu in school from now on, you won't be able to do any of it!"

"..."

Madara was very depressed, so what should he do? Let him perform the three basic ninjutsu. If he doesn't want to do it, he can do it whoever wants to do it. He doesn't disdain things that are not challenging.

Since then, no teacher has dared to invite Madara to perform ninjutsu in class. Ninjutsu cannot be performed, but taijutsu can always be performed, right?

Therefore, in the Taijutsu class that day, because another teacher took a temporary leave, Mr. Yamashita could not find an opponent to demonstrate. Just when he was worried about borrowing a teacher from another class, the sharp-eyed Joruri saw Madara basking in the sun.

"Teacher, teacher, over there, Madara-sama is over there. Madara-sama is good at physical skills, go find him." Jing Liuli's eyes were shining, and he was jumping up and down to give the teacher advice as if there were springs under his feet.

Madara leaned against the tree trunk and closed his eyes to rest. The temperature of the late autumn sun on the human body was very comfortable, making people want to be greedy for more. At the same time, such warmth made people feel tired, making the person in the sun feel lazy. , feeling exhausted.

Teacher Yamashita still remembered what happened the last time he invited Madara to demonstrate the Fire Release Ninjutsu. If the Hokage hadn't happened to pass by, the consequences would have been really disastrous. For this, he was almost scolded to death by the principal.

It scares me to think about it, but the student has already brought it up. If I don't invite him, it will not only make Madara lose face, but also make me look timid.

So, after some psychological warfare, Mr. Yamashita had no choice but to put on a smile and slowly go over to invite Madara.

Madara opened his eyes and looked at the teacher who had a smile on his face but actually had a guilty conscience. He thought that being idle was idle, so help him as a good deed. After all, the Uchiha clan has always been kind.

"Keep an eye on it, Mina-san~" Although Teacher Yamashita was timid at heart, he still had to maintain his teacher's dignity on the surface. He smiled and told the students to keep an eye on it.

"When your chakra is not enough to keep you using ninjutsu, in the end, it has to be a battle of taijutsu. Do you understand?"

"Got it!" the students shouted in unison.

"Well, now, I'm going to fight Madara-sama, you guys have to study hard, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

"that……"

"You talk too much, teacher!"

Teacher Yamashita wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Madara. It was obvious that he was stalling for time, but since he was going to compete in physical skills, he shouldn't dawdle. Madara didn't like this dilly-dallying behavior.

"Uh..." Mr. Yamashita touched the tip of his nose dejectedly. His little thoughts were seen through. He smiled awkwardly and nodded at Madara, "Start, start."

Before he finished speaking, one of Madara's feet kicked him in the stomach with a fierce wind. Teacher Yamashita jumped back in a hurry, barely able to avoid it. Unexpectedly, before his feet could stand firm, Madara had already teleported to him again. In front of him, this time it was a palm wind. He didn't even use his fist. He clasped his thumb inward and put his four fingers together. He slashed at Teacher Yamashita's chin at once. Fortunately, he restrained his strength, otherwise with just this one blow, Yamashita would be hit. The teacher might collapse on the spot and not wake up for several hours.

Even though Madara had reduced his strength, the slap still made Teacher Yamashita moan incessantly. The pain in his jaw was more sore and numb. This sore and numb went all the way up, passing through the nose and eye sockets and reaching the Tianling Gai. It was sore and numb all the way. Tears burst out instantly.

He was unable to fight back and could only evade Madara's attack in embarrassment. Madara only used [-]% of his taijutsu skills to beat Mr. Yamashita until he was unable to fight back. This is no longer called a taijutsu contest or sparring. Regardless of whether it is a contest or a sparring session, there will definitely be a fight between the two sides. Once, it was clearly a one-sided battle. Mr. Yamashita could only avoid and get beaten, but could not defend himself.

In just a few minutes, after an inadvertent elbow from Madara, Teacher Yamashita was like a ignited rocket launcher, screaming and flying for more than ten meters, and finally landed heavily on the barely soft lawn.

"Amazing!"

The boys had never seen such level of taijutsu, and they all admired it from the bottom of their hearts. Such taijutsu was the envy of all ninjas. They could probably understand why the adults in the family were more in awe when they talked about Madara-sama. There was respect, but more than anything, there was fear. This man was simply ridiculously powerful.

But while the girls lamented his strength, they also expressed sympathy for the teacher lying motionless on the grass in the distance.

Akimichi Wanzakura looked at Joruri on the side awkwardly, and said slightly reproachfully: "I told you not to invite Madara-sama, have you forgotten the last fire escape?"

Jing Liuli grinned, "The fire escape last time was just like that. Madara-sama used it when he roasted the wild boar. I have seen it."

"So is this the reason why everyone ran for their lives last time, but you were leisurely thinking about whether there would be barbecue for lunch in the cafeteria?" Mito Gate asked.

Jing Liuli: "That's right. You guys are just making a fuss. After seeing it once, you won't be afraid anymore."

That time in the back mountain, Madara used fire escape ninjutsu to roast wild boar for her. He used a large fire to extinguish it. Master Madara said that such a large and fierce fire could make the wild boar charred on the outside and tender on the inside. It was just because he repeatedly After warning him to set fire to the mountain and sit through the prison, Madara-sama adjusted the intensity of the fire so as not to cause a mountain fire.

"So, are you okay, Mr. Yamashita? He still hasn't moved after all this time."

"Well... how about we go over there and take a look?"

Several children ran to the lawn more than ten meters away. Teacher Yamashita had been beaten unconscious long ago, and his whole body was beaten into a pig's head. It was terrible to be able to identify the person by his face alone.

"Madara-sama is too cruel!" Jing Liuli glared at him.

spot:"……"

He was disliked by the little one again, but no one told him that this teacher was so unwilling to resist beatings. He knew that not everyone could resist beatings like Hashirama, so he only used one power. Who would have thought that this was the one? Why can’t even the successful Kungfu teachers stand it?

Why did Nasari invite him to help and cause himself to be disliked by Joruri? This guy is really annoying!

The children stopped caring about Madara and hurriedly carried Teacher Yamashita to the infirmary. Halfway through, Teacher Yamashita woke up leisurely and almost shed tears.

He regrets so much. Why does he meet Madara-sama every time he goes to practical classes? Why does he always ask Madara-sama for help? Will there be a next time? If there is a next time, will he still be alive? Don't you want to resign from the principal?

Woohoo~ What should he do?