Naruto: This Naruto wants to drive a mecha

In Kazama's courtyard, there were only a few clinking sounds, and then it returned to silence.

Looking at the samurai sword in front of her nose, Sagiri was a little unbelievable. She didn't expect that she was not the opponent of this boy.

Not to mention ten rounds, she didn't even make it to five rounds.

Such an ending was something Sagiri had never dared to think of before, and the huge sense of gap made it difficult for Sagiri to accept it for a while, causing her to stagnate in place.

Retracting the samurai sword, Morinoida turned around and said to Kazama: "Uncle Kazama, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

"It's just so-so." Kazama was telling the truth. This kid could have solved the battle within two moves, but he was soft-hearted and dragged it to almost the fifth move.

If this was a real battlefield, this kid would not know how he died, and he was still sympathetic to women. This is the behavior of a stupid boy.

Originally thought that Kazama would praise himself, but he didn't expect it to be just so-so, which made Morinoida curl his lips unconsciously.

"Why, you don't accept it? Then I will explain it to you in detail..."

Listening to Kazama's analysis, Morinoida lowered her head in shame, because he was right.

At this time, Sagiri also came back to her senses and looked at the two silently, but the unwillingness in her eyes was very obvious.

Kazama naturally saw Sagiri's expression clearly, and he smiled lightly, "Miss, do you know why you lost so thoroughly?"

Sagiri shook her head when she heard it.

"It's very simple. Swordsmanship is used to kill people, not for performance."

"Killing people?"

"Of course, your swordsmanship moves are good, but they are all practiced, or fed by others. Your actual combat experience is almost zero." Kazama said lightly.

"I..."

"You don't believe it, right?" Seeing Sagiri nod, Kazama grinned, "Then Miss, how many people's blood has your knife stained with?"

"I...I..." Sagiri opened her mouth, and finally closed her mouth.

"Not even one." Fengjian smiled contemptuously, pointing at the knife in Sagiri's hand, "I saw it clearly in the fight with the bandits.

You didn't even kill the vicious bandits, you are so kind that you can become a Buddha right away.

So, your swordsmanship is for performance, not for actual combat."

"I..."

"Miss, ninjas not only have ninjutsu, they also know illusion and physical skills, and swordsmanship is also one of the compulsory courses for ninjas." Fengjian lifted the bangs in front of his forehead, revealing the eye patch on his left eye, "My left eye was blinded by a ninja with a samurai sword."

Sagiri and Morino Ida looked at Fengjian, or at Fengjian's eye patch.

"Uncle Fengjian, where is the ninja who cut you?" Morino Ida asked curiously.

"He... is living a very comfortable life now." Fengjian let go of his hand, and his bangs covered his left eye again, "Soon, it won't be long, I will definitely pay back the revenge of this knife."

Mori No Ida and Sagiri looked at each other, and both of them chose to remain silent very wisely.

"Miss, the reason why ninjas are so powerful is not because of gorgeous ninjutsu, but because of strong practical experience." Fengjian touched his chin and looked at Sagiri, "What you lack most now is practical experience.

Coincidentally, Ida has good practical experience, so the condition for you to learn ninjutsu is to defeat Ida first."

"Defeat him?" Sagiri held the katana, looked deeply at Morino Ida, turned around and walked away, saying as she walked: "I will defeat him soon, and when the time comes, I hope you will keep your word."

"That's right, I always keep my word." Looking at Sagiri's back, Fengjian smiled with relief.

"Uncle Kazama, you..."

"Ida, let me see the results of your practice in recent times." Kazama did not give Morinoida a chance to ask back, and directly brought up the topic he was interested in.

Sure enough, after hearing what Kazama said, Morinoida instantly became energetic, "Uncle Kazama, let's go..."

"Right here."

"Right here?" Seeing Kazama nod, Morinoida said excitedly: "Uncle Kazama, you know the power of the vacuum sword. If it's here, your yard?"

"You shoot the vacuum sword at me, let me feel the results of your practice in person."

"What!" Morinoida's eyes widened, he suspected that he had heard it wrong, "Uncle Kazama, what did you say just now?"

Kazama was speechless. Did this kid block his ears? Can't he hear clearly at such a close distance?

There was no way, Kazama repeated it again.

This time Morinoida was sure that he didn't hear it wrong, but it was too dangerous to shoot the vacuum sword at Kazama.

Seeing Morino Ida's expression, Kazama knew what the boy was thinking. He laughed, "Ida, don't worry.

Since I said so, I have the strength to be fearless of the vacuum sword.

So, just do as I say, don't hold back., I want to feel the results of your practice. "

Seeing Kazama's words, Morinoida was a little skeptical, but at Kazama's insistence, he held the samurai sword with his backhand, "Uncle Kazama, then I really..."

"Hurry up, a grown man is dawdling like a woman, how can this be decent." Kazama was a little impatient.

Being ridiculed by Kazama, Morinoida was a little bit upset. The thought of holding back before was instantly thrown behind his mind, and he shouted, "Vacuum Sword!"

A wind blade rushed towards Kazama at high speed.

"Earth escape·Hardening Technique! "

Bang!

The wind blade hit Kazama.

When the vacuum sword was thrown out, Morinoida regretted it. He hurriedly shouted, "Brother Kazama, hide quickly, danger..."

Morinoida's voice stopped abruptly. After the wind and sand, he actually saw Kazama standing there unharmed.

How could this result not shock Morinoida.

Compared with Morinoida, Kazama only smiled slightly.

Kazama truly felt that Morinoida's vacuum sword had improved. It seemed that this kid had suffered a lot during this period.

However, there was still a big gap between his vacuum sword power and his own, but the encouragement was still necessary.

So, Kazama praised Morinoida and asked him to keep up the good work and go to the next level.

Morinoida was a little embarrassed by Kazama's praise. He scratched his head, "Uncle Kazama, why did you let the eldest niece challenge me?

If she keeps pestering me, I won't have time to practice the vacuum sword. "

"You! You have a narrow mind. Think about it this way." Fengjian stood with his hands behind his back, his face full of righteousness, "All superb swordsmanship is evolved from basic swordsmanship."

Seeing Morinoida nod, Fengjian continued: "Although your basic swordsmanship has improved to a certain extent, you have not yet reached perfection."

"Uncle Fengjian, how can I achieve perfection?"

"The so-called perfection is to constantly improve while discovering mistakes, and finally achieve perfection." Seeing Morinoida nod as if she understood, Fengjian smiled, "Now, it is difficult for you to find your own mistakes in swordsmanship.

So, you have to find another way."

"Find another way?"

"That's right, that is to find the shortcomings of other people's swordsmanship, and in the process of teaching her, ask yourself whether you have made the same mistakes.

Repeatedly, your basic swordsmanship can finally reach perfection. "Kazama looked at Morinoida with a kind smile.

Hearing this, Morinoida lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said with a smile: "Brother Kazama, I understand, this is called mutual progress."

"Uh... yes, it's called mutual progress."

"Then I understand, Brother Kazama, then I'll go back first." Morinoida said, waved to Kazama, turned around and ran away.

Looking at the dust flying, Kazama smiled knowingly, finally getting rid of the entanglement of the two plasters, and finally returning to his previous quiet life.