Naruto: My Own Wind

Pfft!

A figure flew backwards five or six meters and fell to the ground.

"Kazama!"

A young woman in a black robe dodged the attack of the white monster, came to Fengjian, and helped him up.

Tick, tick!

Drops of bright red blood dripped from the man's wound, and when they hit the ground they were washed away by the rain, slowly losing their color.

Fengjian covered his left eye, gritted his teeth, and just groaned, but the bright red streaks on half of his cheek and arm were extremely conspicuous.

The young woman wanted to speak again, but Feng Jian stopped her and pushed her, "Run, get out of here quickly."

Seeing this, Yuusuke and Daibutsu, who were not far from Kazama, knocked the white monster they were fighting with to the ground, and then they rushed towards the man with the white vortex mask at the same time.

The two of them moved incredibly fast and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the man in the white vortex mask.

Jiusuke, who had facial wrinkles, jumped high and chopped the masked man's head with the samurai sword in his hand; while the tall Buddha swung the iron rod in his hand and swept it towards the masked man's waist.

Unfortunately, the attacks of both of them passed through the masked man's body. When the two were puzzled, the masked man raised his hand and said, "Wood Release: Pole Insertion Technique!"

"don't want…"

As Kazama shouted, two long wooden thorns grew out of the masked man's arms and pierced directly into the bodies of Kusuke and Daibutsu, giving them a chill.

"Ah! Damn bastard!" Fengjian rushed to the masked man, ignoring the pain in his left eye, and stabbed the masked man with the samurai sword in both hands.

The masked man leaped forward and passed over Kazama's head.

Before the masked man landed on the ground, he used the pole-piercing technique again. This time the power was even greater than before. He grew many long wooden thorns and pierced into the bodies of those who were fighting the white monster.

Of course, this also includes the woman who helped Fengjian get up.

When Fengjian turned around, he found that all his companions had died under the Wood Release Technique. He shouted and rushed towards the black and white face who was watching the fun not far away.

Kazama’s idea was very simple. Since he couldn’t defeat the masked man himself, he might as well take the black-and-white-faced man away. This way, his life would not be lived in vain.

Why is it called black and white face?

Because his face was half black and half white, and a huge pitcher plant grew on his shoulders, wrapping his head inside.

This is just like a pitcher plant that has turned into a spirit.

The black and white face sneered, slowly raised his left hand, and many white monsters appeared on the ground.

Why is he a white monster? Because he only has half a face.

The white monster blocked Kazama and fought with him.

When Fengjian killed one man with one sword and just took a step forward, a puff sound rang in his ear, and at the same time, the tip of a sword emerged from his left chest.

Fengjian looked at the tip of the knife in astonishment, as if he had forgotten the pain. He slowly turned his head and saw the masked man's scarlet eyes, which were full of disdain.

"You feel pain this time, right?" The masked man took a step back, and at the same time, the sword was pulled out of Kazama's body.

The moment the sword was pulled out, a piercing pain spread throughout Fengjian's body. He was sweating all over, gasping for breath, and screaming in pain.

Ah!

In a Japanese-style bedroom, a man in his early thirties sat on the bed, breathing heavily, sweat running down his forehead and long hair.

After a while, the man wiped the sweat with his hand, curled the corners of his lips and revealed a bitter smile. He actually dreamed of that day again. It seemed that this was his nightmare.

The experience in the dream was the man’s personal experience, which means that the man was that Kazama.

Rubbing his face, Fengjian lay down again, ignoring the mattress soaked with sweat, as if the dampness was of no importance to him.

Looking at the ceiling, Fengjian sighed to himself that time passed so quickly. It has been more than twenty years since he came to the Naruto world.

That’s right, Kazama is a time traveler who traveled to the world of Naruto, to the Rain Village during the Second Ninja World War, and is a war orphan.

In his previous life, he had watched the Naruto anime, but he didn't watch it all, because he liked to jump around when watching long TV series or anime.

Some time ago, he accidentally downloaded a Naruto mobile game on Baidu. It was not produced by a certain company, and he didn't know which company produced it.

The gameplay of this game is very simple. Just create a character, enter the game, and start your mission journey.

Complete tasks, earn points, and redeem points for various props, ninjutsu, bloodlines, and tailed beasts.

Moreover, the tasks are also calculated by time, which means that after accepting the task, you just need to wait for the time and ignore it.

But there is one bad thing, the difficulty of the tasks is random, easy ones give few points, difficult ones give high points.

One day, he complained about the game, saying that it only gave him simple D-level tasks in the past few days, causing his points to increase extremely slowly.

Then, after a nap, when I opened my eyes, I found myself in a cave.

The more you wear, the more you will collapse when you wake up.

When he saw the orange-haired Yahiko and the blue-haired Konan, he felt they looked familiar, but when the red-haired Nagato revealed his terrifying Rinnegan, he was completely confused.

Although the Naruto anime is fun to watch, it is not suitable for ordinary people to live in. It is an anime that distorts the world view.

At least, that's what Kazama thought.

Moreover, this place is very bloody and violent, asking him, a good young man living in a peacetime, how to deal with this world.

After fusing the memories, it was discovered that the original owner's name was Fengjian, his parents were civilians, and they died in the war.

He is one year younger than Xiaonan.

Afterwards, Feng Jian chanted various spells in the confusion of San Xiao, such as "Open Sesame" and "The system will come out soon"...

Anyway, just when Yahiko thought he should find a doctor for Kazama, Kazama was lying on the ground with lifeless eyes.

Because I am a person without a system.

Finally, Feng Jian had no choice but to accept the fact. Since he had no system, he had to rely on himself. Anyway, he would soon have the guidance of a famous teacher.

But when Jiraiya came, he also encountered a tragic result, because his talent for cultivation was too ordinary.

But he did not give up on himself, but instead practiced physical skills and swordsmanship diligently. He did not want to dominate, he just wanted to survive.

After Jiraiya left, Yahiko began to carry out his childish idea, hoping to make the world peaceful by talking.

Fengjian’s rebuttal was invalid because the ratio was three to one, and the minority obeyed the majority.

As for the ending, Kazama was stabbed by the masked man, Uchiha Obito.

If it were anyone else, that knife would have certainly killed him, but unfortunately it was Kazama, and that knife could not kill him, because his heart was a little different, it was not on the left side but on the right.

So, after Obito and Zetsu left, Kazama bit his lower lip hard, endured the severe pain, and moved step by step to the river not far away.

He jumped into the river and was washed downstream, where he was rescued and saved his life.

Ring ring ring!

The alarm clock on the bedside table bounced around on the table, interrupting Fengjian's memories.

He rubbed his face and slapped the alarm clock to stop it from buzzing.

Coming to the bathroom, Kazama looked at himself in the mirror.

Her goose-yellow hair fell to her shoulders, her blue pupils glowed with a faint light, emitting an indescribable loneliness, and there was an ugly scar on her left eye.

Splashing your cheeks with cool water will make you feel much more awake.

Coming out of the bathroom, Kazama changed into a light blue turtleneck, grey loose pants, tied a belt around his waist, and put on an eyepatch on his left eye.

Use a hair tie to tie the ends of your hair into a small bunch, and let the left bangs down to slightly cover your left eye.

He took the samurai sword from the wall and slung it across his waist.

Before Fengjian could take the hat beside him, there was a hurried knock on the door.

When I opened the door, a young man of about fourteen or fifteen was standing outside. He had black hair, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and looked very energetic.

"Uncle Kazama, come on, teach me swordsmanship."

After hearing what the young man said, Feng Jian felt very regretful. He had been looking for trouble a while ago and had attracted such a studious baby.

Seeing that Fengjian didn't move, the young man turned back and urged him again.

"Ida, it's not possible at this time. I need to go out with the caravan." Fengjian said with a smile.

Yesterday, when he learned that he had to go out with the team again, Fengjian felt a little depressed. It was not as comfortable to be outside in the wind and sun as to lie in bed.

But the appearance of the young man in front of him made him feel that being exposed to the wind and sun was also a good choice.

When the young man heard this, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he soon became energetic again, "Uncle Fengjian, let me go with you."

"Haha... Ida, you know that when it comes to things like this, only the boss has the final say." Kazama spread his hands, indicating that he could do nothing to help.

"I know, so I'll go find the boss." The young man said, turned around and ran.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

With this speed, he will definitely be the champion in the Olympics.

Fengjian smiled and shook his head, secretly sighing that young people are full of energy, unlike himself, who is increasingly tending to lie down, because his goal in this life is to stay alive.