Travel Through Konoha and the Thunder Fruit Replacement at the Start

In classrooms,

Red and Nohara Rin somehow chatted about the topic of cultivation, and Red told Nohara Rin about her hard work.

"What? Hong, you started morning training too? And with Bai Ming-kun? Si Guoyi! It seems that I can't slack off! I'll join tomorrow too!"

Nohara Lin was surprised.

"Yes! Everyone! Hee hee!"

Hong smiled and pulled Nohara Rin's hand.

"Hong has also begun to work hard? It seems that I can't slack off!"

Asuma, who was not far away, has been paying attention to this side. Naturally, he heard the conversation between Hong and Nohara Rin, and thought to himself.

"What? Lin is going to start her morning exercise too?"

Obito's focus was on Nohara Rin. Hearing Nohara Rin's decision, he also felt a sense of urgency in his heart: "Perhaps, I should work hard too?"

There are many people in the class who have similar thoughts to him.

People who are stronger than you and who are more talented than you are working hard, why do you continue to lie down? Continue to salt fish?

As time went by, Danghong, Nohara Lin, Asuma, Obito.... and others began to join the morning exercise and intensive training team one after another, and the whole class began to roll up.

Everyone began to consciously increase their training time and content.

It was as if someone was driving behind him, full of urgency.

This atmosphere even gradually began to spread to other classes, grades, and the entire school.

A new involution storm is beginning to take shape.

The Third Generation soon received a report from the teacher at the school, and learned that the school started to introspect.

Know the cause and effect.

Suddenly knowingly smiled: "Haha! This is a good thing!"

"It seems that the role of the role model is still very big!"

Recently, Asuma has been practicing very hard without supervision, and he even likes to keep practicing.

With such efforts, the strength is also the same day by day.

I am very pleased to see Third Generation.

........

In the blink of an eye, another week has passed since Bai Ming's last replacement.

After the replacement talent had cooled down, Bai Ming rubbed his hands in anticipation, took out a copied Lightning Style·Thunderball Technique scroll, and said in his heart, "Replacement!"

Then, the ninjutsu scroll in his hand disappeared, and a scene began to emerge in his mind:

.........

near a forest,

Hei Dead Mou with six eyes looked down at Fuyue on the ground.

At this time, there were five or six ghost-killing team swordsmen wearing ghost-killing team uniforms.

Each corpse was dilapidated and chopped into several pieces.

The blood also splattered the stump of more than ten meters around, dyeing the ground red.

"please!"

At this time, the surviving Fuyue struggled to grab Hei Dead Mou's leg, and prayed in embarrassment and fear: "Give me a chance, let me live! I am willing to join you and become a ghost, I beg you. !"

"Oh?"

Hei Dead Mou, who was originally unmoved, heard this and raised his brows slightly.

At this moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his past on Fuyue's body.

The current Fuyue is undoubtedly very similar to when he was an ordinary person in the past.

The same humbleness, the same desire for survival, the same unwillingness.

Hei Death Mou immediately said: "Now you are very similar to me in the past. Since you are praying to me, then I will give you a chance! Swallow this drop of blood, whether it can be done or not depends on your fortune!"

Saying that, Hei Dead Mou cut off one of his fingers, forced out a drop of blood, and stretched out his hand.

"thanks, thanks!"

When Fu Yue heard this, he was overjoyed, he was saved, and he survived.

Immediately, he looked at Hei Dead Mou's outstretched hand, stared at the drop of blood, and opened his mouth full of desire.

"Tick!"

The drop of blood dripped directly into Fu Yue's mouth.

At this moment, a scroll suddenly appeared in front of Fu Yue's eyes and fell from the air.

"Um?"

Hei Dead Mou narrowed his eyes slightly, "Brush!" He reached out to catch the scroll, and he was very puzzled: "What is this? How did it appear?"

He clearly felt that this thing appeared abruptly and was quite strange.

"what!!!!"

At this moment, he found that Fuyue's body started to scream, and then his body began to deform sharply under the transformation of the ghost blood, and his flesh and blood began to swell.

"No! No! My body... how can this be? No!!!"

At the moment when the scroll appeared, Fu Yue clearly felt that the strength of his body that he had cultivated in the practice of breathing had disappeared, and his physique had degenerated to the level of an ordinary person.

The transformation of ghost blood is not so easy to bear.

Not everyone can be transformed successfully.

In itself, if Fuyue still has a cultivation base, he should be able to succeed after experiencing the pain of transformation, but because of the sudden disappearance of his cultivation base, his physique has dropped drastically, and he simply cannot bear the transformation of this ghost blood.

The body began to upgrade and swell to an irreversible level.

The most inflated like a balloon into a flesh ball with a diameter of more than one meter.

Then, "Touch!" exploded directly, and the blood and flesh were scattered all over the ground, making the blood on the ground even more vivid.

The moment Hei Dead Mou realized that Fuyue's transformation failed, he retreated more than ten meters away.

But when he saw Fuyue's failure to explode, a look of bad luck appeared on his face: "Waste! Thank goodness I thought you could succeed!"

waste his mind.

However, he had faintly felt that there was something wrong with Fu Yue's physical condition. Combined with the words of Fu Yue before his death, Hei Death Mou finally locked his eyes on the scroll in his hand, and murmured, "Could it be that it has something to do with this thing? "

He was about to open the scroll.

"Lightning Style·Thunderball Technique? Ninjutsu? Chakra?"

"Prank or something else?"

Black Death Mou frowned.

He basically understands the content of this scroll. It seems to be a kind of ninjutsu, but it needs to use something called Chakra.

"Take it back and show it to Lord Wuxian!"

After Black Death Mou tried unsuccessfully, he put away the scroll and disappeared here after a few dodges.

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