Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 4
"Brother Xiaohan, why don't we give him the Flame Dragon Grass, at worst we'll find another plant in the future." Hidden behind Beihan, said delicately.

She knew that Beihan didn't have the strength to challenge Beixun. After all, there was still a gap of two small realms. For so many years, every time he competed with Beixun, Beihan would come back with a whole body of pain. Xianxian couldn't bear it long ago.

"Shut up! Your business is not over yet, I will settle accounts with you when I go back!"

Bei Han turned her head and glared at Yin Xianxian, then turned her head to meet Bei Xun's sharp gaze, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"If you want to fight, then come on, this time I will let you taste my fist!"

Beihan condensed his spiritual power into his palm, and all the spiritual power of the Body Tempering Level [-] Realm was completely concentrated in this punch. As a monk, this was definitely Bei Han's strongest blow.

"Stinky boy! Looking for death!"

Bei Xun drank coldly, waved his flying palm, and bombarded with the sound of the wind.

Transforming spiritual power into the palm, generating wind from the palm, this is one of the introductory skills of martial arts, the first-grade martial skill Spiritual Wind Palm.And looking at the posture of the Northern Tour, this set of Lingfeng Palm has almost reached the middle stage of practice.

However, Beihan is only at the pinnacle of the second level of Body Tempering Realm, so far, he has not practiced any martial arts, so facing such an opponent, Beihan really has no chance of winning.

Boom~~
The Lingfeng Palm and Beihan's fists clashed together, and there was a slight wave of spiritual power. Beixun didn't move a step, and was vigorous and powerful, but Beihan was forced to take five steps back before stopping.

And under this blow, all the spiritual power in Beihan's body was almost completely exhausted.

"It seems that I am indeed far behind the fourth level of Body Tempering Realm, so I really am not his opponent." Bei Han retracted his fists and muttered to himself silently.

"Hmph! Beihan, don't tell me you only have such a little strength. Your brother is a waste, but I didn't expect you to be a waste too! A person without a father or a mother is useless to the whole family!"

Bei Xun's arrogant clamor and happy expression vented his dissatisfaction and disgust towards Bei Han's family over the years.

"what!"

Beihan was furious, his brows condensed into Sichuan characters, he was most jealous of others talking about his family, and he was even more jealous of others talking about his parents.

"It's up to you! Killing you is like slaughtering a dog!"

Beihan straightened his spine, crossed his hands in front of his eyes, and kneaded into a ninjutsu gesture. The only chakra in his body rushed to Beihan's fingertips. This was Beihan's last chance to use ninjutsu.

Although it was only a c-level ninjutsu, it was more than enough for a little thousand warrior in the fourth level of body tempering.

"Fire escape, Phoenix Immortal fire!"

Beihan shouted secretly, a fiery red flame suddenly appeared from Beihan's fingertips, and immediately turned into a sharp arrow, shooting towards Beixun who was directly ahead.

Whoosh!
With just one blow, the sharp Phoenix Immortal Fire pierced through Bei Xun's Lingfeng Palm and directly shot through Bei Xun's shoulder socket. This kind of strength is probably close to the realm of Houtian warriors.

Immediately, everyone was speechless, looking at the pale Beihan in disbelief.

"Then, is it spiritual art? How is this possible? Even in our Cangmang Mountain Region, spiritual art is extremely rare! This is impossible!
"Maybe it's just a special kind of source. It's too extraordinary to be able to practice spiritual arts at this age..."

Listening to the discussion of the monks around him, Bei Han smiled wryly. Now he is really exhausted, and his spiritual power and chakra are almost exhausted.

"Brother Xiaohan."

With a worried expression on her face, Xianxian supported the crumbling Beihan, almost crying, "Don't work so hard in the future, please, life is more important than elixir..."

Bei Han smiled, and finally won. This was the first time in his memory that he defeated the Northern Tournament, and the first time he was proud, and taught a lesson to those who insulted him openly.

Beihan leaned on Xianxian's body, with beads of sweat seeping out of her pale face, she struggled to finally squeeze out two words, "Back...home..."

It's been five years. Although it's only been three days here, Beihan has been in the Naruto Realm for five full years. He is indeed homesick.

……

There was a swaying patter of light rain outside the window, accompanied by crisp and melodious birdsong, making this morning extraordinarily peaceful and comfortable.Lying on the soft bed, Bei Han slightly opened his tired eyes.

"It's raining again. The rainy day in Yinsha Village is very beautiful. The children must be calling out to play now."

"Brother Xiaohan, are you awake?"

A familiar voice came, and Bei Han turned his head to look, and a soft and youthful figure came into view.

The beautiful big eyes stared at Beihan closely, naturally revealing deep worry and anxiety. Anyone can see the surprise and love expression.

"Xianxian?" Beihan gently rubbed her temples, remembering what happened last night.

I really came back, back to the home I missed for five years. Five years ago, under the influence of those two powerful monsters, I was teleported to the Naruto Realm by a mysterious stone.

After five years of hard training and five years of icy fighting, I finally reached the realm of Jonin and cultivated powerful ninjutsu, but now I am back.

Five years in Hokage, but only three days here, after he used up the remaining chakra, he became that weak little monk again.

Some start from scratch.

"Why, aren't you feeling well?" A majestic voice came, with a hint of concern, but more of loneliness and anger.

"Bei Xun and they are going too far! And you can't run if you can't beat it. You don't have two brushes and you force yourself to stand out. It's just asking for trouble."

Beihan raised his head and looked at the majestic figure as high as a mountain. Although his body was strong, it was difficult to conceal the weakness in his body, and his face was even more dazzlingly pale.

Facing that cold gaze, Bei Han couldn't help shrinking her neck. After five years, the image of this 'harsh' brother has not faded in Bei Han's mind.

Bei Mingtian, who used to be the number one genius of the Bei family, not only has extremely strict demands on himself, but also treats his younger siblings equally harshly and seriously.

Xianxian is fine, at only 13 years old, she has already reached the late stage of the third level of Body Tempering Realm, and may break through to the fourth level at any time.

Although this kind of cultivation talent is not comparable to Bei Mingtian, it can be regarded as an average genius.

However, Beihan is different, at the age of 14, at the middle stage of the second level of Body Tempering Realm, this speed is not even comparable to ordinary people.

The slow speed of cultivation and weak cultivation base of thousands of powers, how can this be worthy of the entrustment left by his father before he left, so Beihan has become the object of his brother's key care, feeling spiritual power, drawing spiritual power into the body, transforming the source of cultivation, tempering physique.

This kind of cultivation was almost entirely achieved by Bei Han under his brother's "perverted" high-pressure training and education.

In the past, Bei Han was also training hard, no worse than Bei Mingtian when he was a child, but his cultivation level just couldn't improve.

Because of this, he often suffers from the eyes of his peers in the clan.Especially after his elder brother was injured three years ago, others have become more unscrupulous in insulting Bei Han, as can be seen from Bei Xun's blatant snatching of the slender spiritual grass.

Beihan was furious, but there was nothing he could do about it. This world is determined by strength. If you don't have strength, you will be looked down upon by others. This is the principle of Tianwu Continent.

However, the slow speed of cultivation is not because Beihan's comprehension is not enough, but because Beihan's physique is too special.

It usually takes half a quarter of an hour for ordinary people to absorb spiritual power, but it takes a full quarter of an hour for Beihan to absorb the most basic spiritual power. Beihan is already four times slower than everyone else, let alone the operation of spiritual power in the future. Strength accumulation, as well as the display and use of martial arts.

In the past few years, after Bei Mingtian's careful research, he found that the only special thing about Beihan is that the meridians are too thick and tough compared with ordinary people, and he himself and Xianxian have more or less Similar symptoms.

If other people's meridian is a rubber tube, then Beihan's meridian is a cowhide tube, which is not only tough, but also much thicker.

Therefore, under the same impact of a thousand forces, the rubber tube can be easily opened and poured in, but the cowhide tube requires some difficulty, and this is the reason why Bei Han's cultivation speed is slow.

But now the blood in Beihan's whole body has been impacted and developed by the powerful Chakra, and has already expanded several times. Therefore, if Beihan cultivates Qianli again now, then his talent will definitely not be weaker than anyone else, even if Beihan Mingtian, or Beiyanteng.

This is his opportunity, and also his capital to catch up from behind.

"Who made him call my brother a trash in front of me, and said that we have no father or mother..."

Beihan was obviously a little scared, but he was a little unconvinced and muttered softly.

Looking at Beihan's stubborn expression, Bei Mingtian was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew why his younger brother and sister were always looked down upon and bullied, but what can he do now that he is a half-useless body.

Now the higher-ups in the clan don't pay much attention to him, and his words won't carry much weight in the clan.

"Take a rest first. Tonight, I will teach you a set of combat skills. After you learn it, you should be able to deal with the provocations of those people."

Bei Mingtian shook his head, looking extremely lonely and helpless, without any vitality of youth, turned and walked out of the house.

Looking at his brother's lonely figure, Bei Han bit his lips, his eyes filled with determination and confidence.

"Brother, one day, I will cure you, and one day, I will trample him underfoot."

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(End of this chapter)