Naruto: My Own Wind

The listeners of Kazama's answer had different expressions.

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

Sagiri still remembered the water wall clearly, this was clearly a ninjutsu, how could a swordsman do that!

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

This little bald guy showed his emotions on his face, he was too young, he believed everything others said, and his experience in the martial arts world was too shallow.

"Little bald head, you seem to be very interested in ninjas, why, do you want to learn ninjutsu and become a ninja?" Kazama held 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 young, I was told that I didn't have the talent to be a ninja, hehe..."

After saying this, Takamiya smiled self-deprecatingly.

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

Seeing Kazama's smile, Takamiya was a little puzzled. He saw sarcasm in Kazama's eyes, sarcasm towards himself, which made Takamiya a little angry, "Brother Kazama, are you laughing at me?"

Takamiya's words were not loud, but the people around him could hear 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 thought Kazama was shameless.

Fengjian didn't care about the looks of the people around him. He smiled at Takamiya and said, "Little bald head, I am really laughing at you."

After getting Fengjian's answer, not only Takamiya was dissatisfied, but the 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 the critical point. She pointed at Fengjian and shouted, "I say, Huangmao, what you said is too much.

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

Fengjian turned a deaf ear to Sagiri's roar and regarded it as a dog barking.

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

Takamiya nodded.

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

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

After Gao Gong finished speaking, Feng Jian raised his head and laughed loudly. The laughter was so loud that it could be heard clearly within a radius of five miles.

However, Feng Jian's laughter had the tendency to anger the crowd.

However, except for Sagiri who kept talking, the others were full of anger, but they didn't say anything.

As for why? It was just the difference in strength.

The broken arms and limbs left by Feng Jian's vacuum sword were still deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

The laughter stopped, and Fengjian's face was as calm as water. He glanced around calmly, "Little bald head, do you know what a ninja is?"

"Ninja? Isn't it just a person with strong strength?"

Hearing this answer, Fengjian sneered, "People who endure pain are ninjas.

Little bald head, in the world of ninjas, there is no self-esteem, only endless orders and tasks.

Have self-esteem? Then don't be a ninja. What ninjas need is obedience."

"Obey?"

"Of course, unlike samurai and swordsmen, ninjas are equivalent to the military power of each country.

The army, I don't need to say more, that is to obey orders as their duty." Fengjian leaned on the goods, put his hands behind his head, and looked up at the sky.

"But..."

"Takamiya, Fengjian is right, ninjas are the military power of each country." Kimura said.

Hearing Kimura's words, Takamiya nodded at him, then looked at Fengjian, wanted to say something, but only opened his mouth without speaking.

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

"Yes!" Takamiya's eyes were firm.

"People with poor talents can't be ninjas? If you think so, it only proves that you are a person with a weak will." Fengjian looked at Takamiya with amusement in his eyes.

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

Fengjian grinned and pointed at himself, "I was determined to have a very poor ninja talent back then."

When this plain voice reached the ears of the people around him, everyone was shocked, even Sagiri, who had a lot of opinions about Fengjian, opened her mouth.

"If I accepted my fate like you, then I might have died in the war." At this point, Fengjian unconsciously touched his left chest.

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

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

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

Takamiya's words were recognized by most people. After all, the broken arms and limbs were still flashing in their minds, including Sagiri.

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 was just being idle." Kazama curled his lips.

Vulgar!

Sagiri bit her lower lip and glared at him fiercely.

"Takamiya, I wonder if you have heard of a group called the Seven Ninja Swordsmen in the Mist Ninja Village." Seeing Takamiya's confused look, Fengjian touched his forehead, wondering if he had met a villager.

"I know." Sagiri was a little excited, "Although I haven't seen them, I heard my father mention them. They are all senior ninjas in the Mist Ninja 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..." Halfway through, Sagiri's excitement slowly faded, and a sad look appeared on her face again.

"She's right, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen are senior ninjas in the Mist Ninja Village.

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

As soon as Fengjian finished speaking, the people in the caravan talked about it instantly, and were shocked by the fact that one person destroyed a country.

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

"Your caravan has been here for so long, haven't you ever met the Seven Ninja Swordsmen?"

Takamiya and his companions nodded together.

"It's normal that we haven't met them, because after meeting him, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen turned into the Three Lucky Treasures and hid away in fear." Kazama's eyes showed a hint of envy.

"The Three Lucky Treasures?" Sagiri was a little confused.

"There are only three people left alive among the Seven Ninja Swordsmen." Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Kazama smiled, "During the Ninja World War, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen met a man. After a big battle, the Seven Ninja Swordsmen were beaten into the Three Lucky Treasures by this man."

"One against seven?" Takamiya opened his mouth very wide. It was a little difficult for him to understand that seven senior ninjas were defeated by one person.

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

"What!"

The caravan said in unison with Kazama's words.

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