I Set off a Night Walk of a Hundred Ghosts in the Ninja World

difficult.

Sunset is fading.

Moonlight Blast left early.

As Konoha's Anbu, the private soldier of the third-generation Hokage, he didn't have so much time to stay here to watch a little guy practice his sword swing.

Yes.

Still a mechanical swing.

Because, the chakra in Huang's body had already been exhausted in the morning when he practiced the Dance of the Three Suns and Moons, and even if he took two more military grain pills for lunch at noon, he still couldn't recover much chakra.

However, by accident, in the daily tasks, the never-ending ninja technique was achieved.

In the past, the control of ninja and ninja tools were the two things he had practiced the least.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight."

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight."

"Ten thousand times!"

With the blade drooping down, Huang, who had been rotating like a machine for a day, finally ushered in the time to rest.

After taking a few deep breaths, he sat down on the spot, the samurai sword was put aside, and his right hand, which was shaking involuntarily, slowly reached into his pocket, and it was time to enjoy what he got today.

When the right hand is stretched out again, there are three more pills in the palm of the same shape as the Bingliang Pill, but its function is not to fill the stomach, but to increase the amount of this body!

The emerald green ones are the low-level speed pills obtained from weight-bearing running. After swallowing, the whole body feels light and airy, and the fatigue caused by the day's training is also cleaned up a little.

Although low-level pills can hardly feel the increase in their own speed, the effect of clearing certain exhaustion is still very useful.

The most important thing is that weight-bearing running is the daily routine that he insists on the most except for meditation. In a few days, he will be able to achieve the thousand-day achievement and obtain the intermediate speed pill!

Then, is the time for qualitative change!

The physique pill given by swinging the blade is red, which is why he dared to fight with Qiu Daoling at the age of eight.

After swallowing, there is a warm feeling in the body, as if the power hidden in the deepest part of the body is gushing out, and it also further weakens the physical fatigue.

Without the maintenance of these two pills, under such high-intensity training, his body might not be able to last even a week.

The last one is a blue chakra pill, which gives a feeling of deep tranquility.

After swallowing, the whole person is like lying in a shallow stream, allowing the gentle energy to wander in the body, and finally sneak into each cell.

It brings not only a little chakra energy, but also a small amount of chakra upper limit!

It stands to reason that as long as he accumulates consistently, one day Huang will be called a tailless beast by others.

However, although he has completed three daily routines today, he still has regrets in his heart.

The stage quest, Swordsmanship Mastery, was not achieved.

On the progress of the task, it is shown that the swordsmanship that has been mastered is still only Uchiha-style.

'It's not enough to just copy the wheel. '

After a slight sigh in his heart, Huang held the blade next to him again, and with the little chakra he had just recovered, he had to practice again.

"Ren."

In the self-talk, two shadow clones appeared.

at the same time.

The center of the Uchiha clan, in the mansion where the patriarch Uchiha Fugaku lived.

"Weasel."

A heavy voice resounded in the brightly lit hall.

Looking at the boy who was about to walk past the entrance hall without saying a word, Uchiha Fuyue's eyes couldn't help but have a hint of anger.

Entering Anbe at the age of 11 by virtue of his own strength, this should be his beloved son who made him extremely proud!

But now it's more and more its own way!

The clan elders have been dissatisfied with this for too long.

Uchiha Itachi, who was parked in front of the corridor, hesitated slightly, but turned around and responded softly to the man sitting in the hall.

"Father."

But it is only a simple title, and there are no other words.

"Why did you miss the last meeting again?"

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Uchiha Fuyue asked in a deep voice.

"I've already explained this, Father."

Itachi said calmly.

"Anbu has a mission, I have to go."

As if afraid that the man in the field of vision won't be able to remember, he added.

"Don't use Anbu as an excuse, remember your identity, you are Uchiha's Itachi!"

Uchiha Fuyue almost roared out.

Even the orphans in the family can recognize their own identity and call themselves Uchiha's waste!Why does his son disappoint him again and again, and he can't see where he belongs?

However, when he heard such words, Itachi was not moved at all, but a hint of disgust was hidden in his eyes.

'Uchiha, Uchiha! '

'He's had enough of this family! ! '

'Do not. '

'Perhaps, this family is completely helpless...'

###Chapter 13 Qualifications to enter Anbu###

'This family is completely helpless! '

Itachi's eyes were full of indifference.

The little sense of belonging that remained was also defeated by his father's words that were restricted to the family.

'Uchiha! '

'Uchiha! '

'Open mouth and shut mouth are Uchiha! '

'To be so obsessed with one family, and to regard the reputation of the No. [-] wealthy family as more important than the village, that is just stupid, and it is a manifestation of low temperament! '

'Born in Konoha, you should focus on Konoha's overall situation! '

Of course, in this case, it is naturally impossible for him to say it now, but the seed of rebellion deep in his heart has sprouted.With just an opportunity, scarlet flowers like blood will bloom!

Looking at the speechless Aiko, feeling the conflicting attitude, although Uchiha Fugaku's expression did not change, his heart was constantly tightening.

This is the eldest son he was so proud of!

At the age of four, he followed himself to witness the ninja war, graduated from the ninja school at the age of seven, and was promoted to the Chunin in the name of the first at the age of ten.

But now...

Uchiha Fuyue stared at Itachi. Although there was only a door frame between them, the real distance seemed to be separated by mountains and seas.

"Huang wants to compete with you."

After a while, he spoke again, and he had a decision in his heart.

Hearing this, Itachi's eyes drooped slightly, and he blurted out after using the excuse for almost half a year: "There are a lot of tasks in Anbu recently, and I don't have time."

"Then make time!"

Uchiha Fuyue growled lowly.

His patience is also reaching the limit, and the dissatisfaction within the clan is increasing. As the patriarch, he must respond.

Continuing to cover up itachi, who goes his own way, will only make the people of the clan feel cold.

"If you win, you will be eligible to stay in Anbu. This is the unanimous decision of the elders."

"Avoid without fighting, then just quit. I will talk to the third generation about this."

After speaking, Uchiha Fuyue, regardless of Itachi's attitude, closed his eyes and looked like he was going to rest.

On the other hand, Itachi, who was standing outside the court, had already clenched his fists at an unknown time, and his calm face became a little hideous.

First, he sent his close friend Shisui to monitor him, and now he has to let Huang take his place in Anbu.

'Oh, the ridiculous family. '

"Nissan!"

At this moment, a childish voice fell into Itachi's ears.

The familiar voice instantly pressed his heart tyrannically, and the hideous look on his face disappeared without a trace.

"Nissan, welcome home."

The speaker called again, and a trot of 'bang bang' sounded in the corridor.

Itachi turned his gaze and saw the little Sasuke running towards him.

"Well, I'm back."

He had a gentle and light smile on his face.

.......

Itachi fought.

Just seven days later, Anbu's next rest period, those who win are eligible to enter or continue to stay.

When Uncle Yashiro brought the news, Arara was silent.

After that, he simply packed up some things, and went to the training ground with the custom-made horizontal knife on his back. No matter how much Uncle Yadai persuaded him, it was useless, even if the moon was hanging on the treetops at this moment.