Naruto: My Own Wind

Whoosh, whoosh!

Morinoida rested his hands on his knees, lowered his head, and breathed heavily, while sweat dripped like raindrops, never stopping.

Sagiri was in an even worse condition than Morinoida. She collapsed on the grass like mud, her face as red as a steamed crab.

Fuma Sasame was not feeling well either, so she sat against a big tree. Her eyes revealed fatigue, and her eyelids felt as if they were weighed down by a heavy object, and every blink seemed laborious.

There was not a trace of sweat on Fengjian's face. Instead, he looked calm. There was not a speck of dust on his body. He looked very clean.

Fengjian stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes scanning his three disciples one by one. Seeing how miserable they were, he smiled imperceptibly.

Morino Ida and Sagiri won a competition yesterday, and they are a little bit proud of themselves and can't tell who is the big king and who is the small king.

Not only did they wake up Fengjian early in the morning, but they also brazenly threatened to have a master-disciple showdown.

Originally, Fuma Sasame didn't want to participate, but under the persuasion of Sagiri and Morino Ida, this girl joined their camp without knowing it.

The result is what it is now.

"Teacher, what is your strength? Why can't I feel that you are tired?" Morinoida, who had recovered a little, used the samurai sword as a crutch and limped to Kazama.

"Don't ask about things that are out of your reach." Fengjian's eyes were deep and calm, but his expression was peaceful and natural.

Morino Ida listened selectively to Kazama's remarks, baring his big teeth, "Teacher, do you think I have the strength of a Chunin now?"

"You? A Chunin?" Fengjian looked at Ida with contempt, then shook his head, "You, it's too early."

Kazama's words were like pouring a bucket of cold water on Morinoida, chilling his enthusiasm from head to toe, with an expression of unacceptability and disbelief in his eyes.

“Teacher Kazama, what you said is not right.” Sagiri limped in front of Kazama with an angry face, pointed at Date, and said to Kazama: “You said it yourself, that Nara Maru is a Chunin.

Since he is a Chunin, then the fact that Ida defeated him proves that Ida has the strength of a Chunin."

Ignoring Sagiri, Kazama looked at Morino Date calmly, "Date, do you think you really have the strength of a Chunin?"

Morinoida hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

Seeing this, Feng Jian raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the two disciples who were a little dizzy, and said word by word: "Chunnin is equivalent to the leader of a ninja team, so he must have reconnaissance ability, team cooperation ability, survival ability and combat ability.

So, Ida, Sagiri, which of these do you two think you fit?"

Seeing his two disciples lost in thought, Feng Jian silently added in his heart: Those who are strong enough to crush everything can be excluded.

Seeing that their brows were getting more and more furrowed, Fengjian nodded with satisfaction. At least the two of them had not floated into the sky. If that were the case, they would really not be able to find their way.

"Cough cough..."

A cough made the two of them look up.

"Sasame, come here too."

When Fuma Sasame came over, Kazama looked at the beads of sweat on the three people's faces, and he smiled slightly, "The strength of the three of you is at the level of Genin.

But as for Chunin, you only have two of the four qualities I mentioned just now, namely combat and assisting, which you can barely meet.

As for the other two items, you are still far behind."

"Teacher, how can we achieve that?" asked Morinoida.

"How to achieve it?" Fengjian scratched his head. To be honest, he was not very clear about it.

If it weren't for the mission, he wouldn't care about whether he was a Chunin or not, he would just push forward with his strength.

After all, in the world of Naruto, fighting between the Jounins is like playing house, while fighting between the Genins is the destruction of the world.

As for the Chunins, they can just hide in corners and watch secretly.

"Just tell me." Seeing that Kazama just scratched his head and didn't answer, Sagiri urged anxiously.

Although Morinoida didn't say anything, the anxiety in her eyes said it all.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Just give me some time to talk nonsense... ahem... let me think about it carefully." Fengjian rubbed his nose and thought to himself that it was a close call and he almost told the truth.

When he turned around, he saw Fuma Sasame looking at him with a smile.

This made Fengjian nod his head. This girl was still obedient and sensible and never went against him.

"Then have you thought about it?"

"Sagiri, don't rush me."

"Sasame, aren't you anxious?" Sagiri turned her head and stared at Fuma Sasame.

"The most feared thing in training is anxiety, Sagiri, have you forgotten?"

"How...how could I forget? I just wanted to know it earlier." A flash of panic passed through Sagiri's eyes.

"Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you.

Calculating the time, it's about time." Fengjian put his hands behind his back, paused for a moment, and then said: "Ninja is a profession that involves killing. Only by experiencing real killing in actual combat can you improve your strength."

"A real killing? We fight bandits, pirates..."

"That's nothing. They are just ordinary people who are a little stronger." Kazama glanced at Sagiri and saw that she kept silent before continuing: "Only a life-and-death battle with a ninja can be considered a real battle."

"A life-and-death battle?" Morinoida murmured softly, then looked up at Kazama, "Teacher, what should we do then?"

"I…"

Fengjian only said "I", then frowned slightly and said no more.

"Teacher, please continue."

"Ida, don't rush the teacher. Can't you see he is thinking about something?" Fuma Sasame glared at Morino Ida with dissatisfaction.

"Sasame, why are you blaming Date?" Seeing that Morino Date was a little embarrassed, Sagiri tugged at the corner of Fuma Sasame's clothes.

"I...I was afraid that Ida would disturb the teacher's thoughts."

Seeing Fuma Sasame lower her head, Sagiri first looked at her suspiciously, then gently patted the back of her hands.

After a moment, Fengjian showed a playful smile. This mission came at the right time. The task of killing the rebel ninja was just right for the three apprentices to test the waters.

"Ida, Sagiri, and Sasame, the three of you go back home and pack your belongings. I'll take you out."

"Go out?" Morinoida was a little confused.

"You're stupid. What did the teacher just say?" Sagiri patted Ida.

"Ah...ah! I...I understand. I'll go back and pack my things." After saying that, Morinoida turned around and ran away.

"Sasame, let's go back too."

"Teacher, do you want me to help you clean up?"

"No, I'm used to traveling light." Fengjian shook his head.

"The teacher said it's not necessary, let's go." Sagiri pulled Fuma Sasame, and the two of them jogged out of the dense forest.

Seeing the three people running away, Fengjian smiled helplessly. He thought, "You want to become a Chunin? You don't even know where to gather." He ran back in a hurry.

Alas! The road to becoming a Chunin is so difficult.

However, the location of this mission is quite interesting. It is actually in the city of sin - the Stone Kingdom.

Kazama felt a little annoyed when he thought about going to that remote place again. However, this time it was not the western cowboy-style place of Ichi-no-Ryokan, but Ni-no-Ryokan.

I just don't know what kind of place Ni-no-Yado is.

Forget it, you’ll know when you go there.

At Sagiri's house, Fuma Sasame was carrying a bag, crossing his arms, with a helpless look on his face.

It's really because Sagiri is too nagging. I don't know which clothes to bring. I've been picking here and there for a long time, but I'm still nowhere.

Finally, Fuma Sasame couldn't wait any longer, so he just packed two pieces of clothes for Sagiri and dragged her out.

After walking a few steps outside, Fuma Sasame suddenly stopped and turned to look at Sagiri, "Sagiri, did the teacher say where to gather?"

"Ah...it seems, maybe, probably not said." Sagiri suddenly held her head, "Ah! Then where can we find Mr. Kazama?"

Looking at Sagiri's behavior, Fuma Sasame sighed lightly and pulled her in one direction.