Naruto: My Own Wind

Those who heard Kazama's answer had different expressions on their faces.

Takamiya showed a disappointed expression; Kimura showed a puzzled expression; and Sagiri curled her lips and snorted coldly, she thought Kazama was lying.

Sagiri still remembers that water wall clearly. This is clearly a ninjutsu, how could a swordsman know that!

Kazama couldn't see the expressions of Sagiri and Kimura because he was sitting in the last carriage, but he could see Takamiya's expression clearly.

This little bald guy shows his emotions on his face. He is too young and believes whatever others say. He has too little experience in the world.

"Little bald head, you seem to be very interested in ninjas. Why, do you want to learn ninjutsu and become a ninja?" Fengjian supported his chin with one hand and looked at him with a smile.

When asked by Kazama, Takamiya's facial expression was slightly gloomy, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his eyes, "Brother Kazama, I really want to be a ninja, but I'm not cut out to be one.

When I was little, I was told that I didn’t have the talent to be a ninja, hehe…”

Takamiya said this with a self-deprecating smile.

Sagiri showed a regretful expression at Takamiya's words, while Kazama smiled contemptuously.

Seeing Fengjian's smile, Takamiya was a little puzzled. He saw mockery in Fengjian's eyes, mockery of himself, which made Takamiya a little angry, "Brother Fengjian, are you mocking me?"

Takamiya's voice was not loud, but the people around him could hear it clearly, and Sagiri was naturally among them.

Mocking Takamiya, isn't this just mocking a person's dream? How could this yellow-haired guy do this? Sagiri thinks Kazama is shameless.

Feng Jian didn't care about the looks from the people around him. He smiled at Takamiya and said, "Little bald guy, I am really laughing at you."

After getting Kazama's answer, not only Takamiya was dissatisfied, but other people in the caravan also showed angry expressions. Even Kimura frowned.

The people in the caravan were just angry but didn't say anything, but Sagiri was different. Her anger had reached a critical point, and she pointed at Fengjian and shouted, "Yellow Hair, you are going too far.

People are already like this, and you still mock them. What do you mean by that? "

Kazama turned a deaf ear to Sagiri's roar and treated it as just a dog barking.

Seeing the dissatisfaction and stubbornness in Takamiya's eyes, Fengjian said calmly: "Why, do you think my expression and words hurt your pitiful self-esteem?"

Gao Gong nodded.

"Haha...Little bald head, do you have any self-respect?"

Feng Jian's words made Gao Gong embarrassed, and he said angrily: "How can I not have it! How can people in this world not have self-respect!"

After Takamiya finished speaking, Fengjian threw his head back and laughed. His laughter was so loud that it could be heard clearly within a radius of five miles.

However, Fengjian's laughter had a tendency to anger the crowd.

However, except for Sagiri who kept chattering, the others were all angry but didn't say a word.

As for why? It's just the difference in strength.

The broken arms and limbs left by Kazama's vacuum sword are still deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

The laughter stopped, Feng Jian's face was calm, and he glanced around calmly, "Little bald head, do you know what a ninja is?"

"Ninja? Isn't it just someone with great power?"

Hearing this answer, Kazama sneered, “A person who endures pain is a ninja.

In the world of ninja, the little bald man has no self-esteem, only endless orders and tasks.

Do you have self-respect? Then don't be a ninja. Ninjas require obedience."

"obey?"

"Of course, unlike samurai and swordsmen, ninjas can be regarded as the equivalent of the military force of every country.

I don't need to explain much to the army, it is their duty to obey orders." Fengjian leaned on the cargo, put his hands behind his head, and looked up at the sky.

"But…"

"Takamiya, Kazama is right, ninjas are the military force of each country." Kimura said.

After hearing what Kimura said, Takamiya nodded at him, then looked at Kazama, wanting to say something, but just opened his mouth without making any sound.

"Little bald head, you want to ask me why I laughed at you, right?"

"Yes!" Gao Gong's eyes were firm.

"People without good talents can't be ninjas? If you think so, it only proves that you are a weak-willed person." Kazama looked at Takamiya with amusement in his eyes.

"My will is not strong?" Gao Gong pointed at himself in disbelief. Seeing Feng Jian nodded, he widened his eyes and said, "Brother Feng Jian, how do you know that my will is not strong?"

Kazama grinned and pointed at himself, "I was judged to have very poor ninja talent back then."

When this plain voice reached the ears of the people around, everyone was shocked, even Sagiri, who had a grudge against Kazama, opened her mouth.

"If I had accepted my fate like you, I would have died in the war long ago." Having said that, Fengjian unconsciously touched his left chest.

Turning around, he saw Takamiya with his mouth wide open, his eyes full of shock. Fengjian said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you don't have the talent to be a ninja, as long as you are willing to work harder than others, you can still be a ninja.

Moreover, he is an excellent ninja. At least I am living a comfortable life now."

Takamiya looked at Kazama and thought of the power of the vacuum sword. He shook his head and said, "Brother Kazama, please don't lie to me. How could you have such a poor ninja talent? You are just trying to comfort me."

Takamiya's words were agreed by most people. After all, the broken arms and limbs were still flashing in their minds, and Sagiri thought so too.

In the entire caravan, only Kimura believed what Kazama said, because he had no need to comfort Takamiya, and no reason to lie to them. After all, before this, they were strangers.

"Comfort you? I'm just being idle." Fengjian curled his lips.

vulgar!

Sagiri bit her lower lip and glared at him fiercely.

"Takamiya, I wonder if you have heard of it, but there is a group among the Mist Ninjas called the Seven Ninja Swordsmen." Seeing Takamiya's confused look, Fengjian touched his forehead, wondering if he had met a peasant.

"I know." Sagiri was a little excited. "Although I have never seen them, I have heard my father mention them. They are all Jonin from the Mist Village and are very powerful."

"Oh, your father is quite knowledgeable. He has even heard of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen who haven't appeared for a long time." Fengjian was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this young lady was quite knowledgeable.

"That's right, my father can..." Halfway through, Sagiri's excitement slowly faded away, and a look of worry appeared on her face again.

"She's right, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen are the Jounin of the Mist.

"Each of the seven people is very powerful. It would be easy for one person to destroy a village. What's more, it is possible for one person to destroy a country."

As soon as Feng Jian finished speaking, the people in the caravan began to talk about it, and were shocked that one man could destroy an entire country.

After being shocked, Takamiya asked in confusion: "Brother Fengjian, what do you want to say?"

"Your caravan has been here for so long, have you never encountered the Seven Ninja Swordsmen?"

Takamiya and his companions nodded.

"It's normal that they haven't met him, because after meeting him, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen turned into the Three Auspicious Treasures and hid away out of fear." There was a hint of envy in Kazama's eyes.

"The three auspicious treasures?" Sagiri was a little confused.

"Only three of the Seven are left alive." Seeing everyone's shocked expressions, Feng Jian chuckled, "During the Ninja World War, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen met a man. After a great battle, the Seven were beaten into the Three Lucky Treasures by this man."

"One against seven?" Takamiya opened his mouth wide. It was a little hard for him to understand why seven jonin were defeated by one person.

"Of course, it's one against seven." Feng Jian showed a mysterious smile, "Besides, this man is known as the one with the least ninja talent."

"what!"

Feng Jian's words made the caravan speak in unison.

And there was an inexplicable light flashing in Sagiri's eyes.