Naruto: After traveling through time, I became the disciple of the first generation

Mito was naturally very happy to see her husband so energetic. It was much better than sitting on the sofa watching TV every day.

Most importantly, she can also participate in this game.

"Oh, by the way, I think I saw myself in the ninja interface."

Mito said as he opened the game on his phone and found his own avatar in the ninja list, but it was not unlocked yet.

"I am also an S-rank ninja. Qufeng is really a thoughtful kid."

Hashirama smiled and said, "Isn't it obvious? Although your chakra cannot catch up with mine, it is much stronger than Tobirama's. And with your super strength and the accumulation of so much chakra, I'm afraid few people can withstand your punch."

Mito covered his mouth and laughed when he heard it: "Really, I haven't fought for a long time."

Although Mito is modest, he is not much weaker than Hashirama in terms of strength. He possesses the purest blood of the Uzumaki clan and is also the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.

If he gets angry, I'm afraid most of the village will suffer.

Mito chose to return to her family only so that Hashirama would have no worries. She was respected by all the clan members not only because she was Hashirama's wife, but more because of her powerful strength.

The women of the Uzumaki clan are not to be trifled with when they get angry.

After spending a night in the training ground getting familiar with the game, Hashirama finally gained his own understanding of how the game worked.

It's not much, but it's useful.

The next morning, after Hashirama finished his meal, he immediately opened the game and entered the duel arena.

"Hehe, as long as I don't match up with that evil creature from last time, I will definitely not lose!"

The game is very popular right now. After half a day of exploration, everyone is no longer satisfied with just going through the plot and starts to try real-person PK in the duel arena.

So Hashirama didn't match for long before the game started.

"Hahahaha! I told you, I will definitely win this time! How can I win against three C-rank ninjas?"

On the other side, Qu Feng was sitting on a rocking chair, looking at his matched opponent: "Oh, I actually got Hashirama, did he spend a lot of money?"

After Zhujian left yesterday, a large number of people came to Qufeng's house to ask for money to be recharged. Although Qufeng was happy, he was too busy to handle it.

He could only buy a small shop and sent a clone to take care of the recharge matters.

"Although I don't know who you are, it's bad luck for you. I'm going to show you the strength of a C-level ninja. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you draw an S-level ninja. This is Konoha Village, and you still need to practice."

When I entered the game at the beginning, I saw Hashirama on the opposite side walking confidently towards the C person who took the wind.

Without any hesitation, he launched a series of combos.

Hashirama was busy at home for a long time, and he didn't know how to come down from the sky: "This, this, this! What's going on! How can he keep hitting me! Why can he, a C-rank ninja, be so powerful! "

Hashirama thought that he had so many high-level ninjas that he could easily beat up the primitives, but he didn't expect that he would become the primitive himself.

Finally, when there was only one ninja left, Hashirama figured out the effect of the substitution jutsu, but it was too late and he regretfully lost the game.

He slumped down on the sofa, feeling that all the money he had invested had gone to waste.

Others can easily torture him with their C-level ninjas, but his own S-level ninjas are crawling around in a very miserable state.

"As expected, there are always people better than you in the game."

After Mito finished cleaning up, she saw her husband in such a state and knew what had happened. She did not bother him but went back to her room to practice her skills. It was quite good to kill time with this game.

Qu Feng looked at the "complete victory" on his phone interface and felt a little empty: "Isn't this a bad idea? Forget it, I won't touch the arena until everyone's skills are up to par."

"The game just now was just a random help for a stranger to be less arrogant and impatient. I hope he will keep up the good work."

But what Qu Feng didn't know was that his master who lived far away on the other side of the village had been beaten to the point of becoming autistic.

"Qufeng, are you home?"

Zhili's voice came from the door. Qufeng thought he was hallucinating, but when he stood up, he found that Zhili had already walked in.

"Zhili, why are you here?"

Zhili smiled and shook his phone: "Of course I came to you to top up my account. Didn't I say that I can only top up my account with you?"

Qufeng took out another rocking chair and placed it next to him: "Come and sit down. I'll take you to recharge your account later. Your future will be there."

"Okay, let me see what your level is."

Hearing this, Qu Feng was a little embarrassed: "I am the developer of the game, so my account naturally has all the ninjas collected and maxed out."

Then he handed the phone to Zhili, and as soon as Zhili saw the luxury of the account, his mouth opened wide.

"Is it still possible to be like this? I am ignorant."

Qu Feng smiled and said, "It's just right that you can use my account to experience Ninja and see if there is anything you want to draw. I will top up for you then."

Zhili waved his hand: "No, I can still afford this little money, but it would be nice to experience being a ninja."

Then I started playing using Qufeng’s account.

"By the way, which ninja does Zhili want to draw?"

Zhili was a little embarrassed: "Actually, I want to slap Uchiha Madara for fun, but please don't tell Master."

This is similar to Qufeng's guess. Even if the Uchiha clan does not have a good impression of Uchiha Madara, he is still the strongest member of the Uchiha clan.

"Hey, there's me, an A-rank ninja, the same level as Brother Hiruzen. Give it a try."

The sharp-eyed Zhili immediately spotted his image and tried it out in the training camp.

"There's even a Sharingan? Did you modify it after we came back from the Land of Whirlpools?"

Qu Feng nodded: "That's about right. How is it? Are you satisfied?"

"Of course, I am very satisfied, but when can it be launched online?"

"I don't know. It's a random system decision. Maybe he logged in with me? After all, I'm an S-rank ninja."

Qufeng smiled smugly, while Zhili narrowed his eyes, "You actually arranged yourself to be an S-level ninja. You are the only S-level one in our small group."

Qu Feng spread his hands and said, "I can't help it. This is the privilege of the developer."

Zhili was just joking. It was normal for him to become an S-level ninja with the strength of the wind.

"Did Minato go to school? Why don't I see him?"

"Their school is organizing a practical class today. Do you want to go and take a look?"

Zhili was quite interested in this. The practical combat class was too long ago for her. It was during the practical combat class that Uchiha Kyo killed Qufeng.