Hidden Otsutsuki

"You...if you didn't have to go to school, I would have given you the status of genin...no, the status of ANBU..."

"I don't care, I don't care, you just want to call me senior anyway!" Yakumo coquettishly acted like a child, and his attitude did not change at all. Under her body, Yu Ling was still the "most spiritual" horse. pony.

"When the assessment is over, let's challenge each other." Growing up in the eyes of admiration since childhood, for no reason, I found myself in the presence of someone who looked down on me. How could I bear this?

Whether it was his acquired character or his natural noble blood, he couldn't stand such anger!

"Single challenge? Can you bear it..." Yakumo's voice lost its arrogance and domineering tone, and instead felt a sense of loss.

"Can you bear it? I just want to prove my strength to you... and then make you have a better attitude!"

"Your strength, can't you prove it now? You have to prove it to me alone... Who knows what you think. My attitude is my own business, and you have nothing to do with it! Just call me senior."

"You... How can you prove it by lying on my back?" Yu Ling felt that he was justified no matter how much he thought about it, but he couldn't find any point to refute.

"You want to bully a girl who has limited mobility and physical weakness... Why are you acting like this... Yu Ling, I misjudged you..." The voice suddenly dropped several dozen decibels, and if you didn't listen carefully, you would be confused by her. His sobs were covered up.

Wait, whimper...

"Eh? Yakumo, you... why are you crying? Quickly adjust, there is an enemy in front of you!" This kind of situation is something Yu Ling has never seen... In the past, there was such a thing as coaxing a girl. , Generally speaking, when seeing his handsome face, no matter how unhappy the girls in the class are, they will immediately put on a nympho face.

Of course, it's the same outside the class as well.

But Yakumo just lay on his back and kept crying...

Yu Ling had nothing to do except change the subject.

"What do you mean I'm fine? Why can't I cry when I'm fine? Besides, what do I mean it's fine! You're obviously bullying me and you still pretend to be fine! Okay, when the assessment is over, I'm going to torture you to death! No! Fight back!" Yakumo stabbed Yu Ling's back viciously with the tip of his pen. He raised his head and saw the three Kumo ninjas in front of him, then wiped away his tears and continued to draw.

"You're not allowed to fight back... Is that still called a duel? Hey, please make it clear, I didn't make such an agreement with you..." Yu Ling's head was confused, and he moved his feet diligently.

"It's none of your business, just mind your own feet. Hey, don't shake!" Yakumo patted Yu Ling's head again, pulled a few hairs and refused to let them go, and continued to dot the drawing board with his right hand. …

"..." He simply stopped talking and walked to Maruboshi-senpai's side with a sullen expression, staring at Maruboshi Kosuke with a melancholy expression.

"Hey, the young man is in good health!" Maruhoshi Kosuke heard some movement, turned around, and met Yu Ling's lackluster, lifeless eyes. "How can you look sad when you carry a girl on your back? Do your best, young man is lucky!"

"Senior, you said so... why don't you do it yourself? It's okay for me to fight..." Yu Ling muttered in a low voice. Unexpectedly, senior Maruboshi came over directly, with a mysterious look on his face: "How could I Where is the little girl? I'm an old man, I can't bear it! Besides, how decent is it to let a young man ride on an old man? There is still some respect for the seniors... Young man, while you are young, , hurry up!"

"Hurry...what?" His empty eyes became even more confused, he raised his head slightly and pouted, not knowing what to say.

"Oops, you're shaking again! Don't move, don't move, I haven't finished the painting yet!" The legs clamped around Yu Ling's waist exerted slight force, just to tie themselves firmly to this generous back, and the free left His arms even wrapped around his neck unconsciously.

"Hey... be gentle. It's hard for me to move like this." Yu Ling was no longer in the mood to give her any more looks, and carefully opened her legs. Her pubic area was so squeezed that she could hardly move. Carat.

"Hey, what are you doing here? I thought this old man came out to fight with us?" A bold female voice broke the comfortable atmosphere of Konoha's team.

"Sorry to keep you waiting. We are indeed here to... uh, fight." Yakumo poked his head out from behind Yu Ling, put aside the drawing board, and responded to himself.

"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak... If you are not used to speaking, don't force yourself..." Yu Ling muttered a few words in a low voice, and his thoughts were not focused on Yun Nin who was not far away. His eyes were evasive, and his Sharingan was not opened habitually.

"What did you say? Hey, Yu Ling, what did you just say? I really didn't hear clearly..." Of course, Yakumo didn't pay attention to those Kumo ninjas.

"Sorry, please forgive me if I've offended you. However, we are really here to... uh, fight." Maruhoshi Kosuke's hand has been pressed on the handle of the knife, and he has not yet taken it out. He just flashed the blade slightly and made a starting stance.

"Offended? No, no. It's just that you guys are messing around here, it's really an eyesore! If you don't mind, we have to ask you out." Karui clenched his fists without concealment, and slowly As he approached Maruboshi Kosuke, chakra faintly leaked from his body.

"Maruboshi-senpai, it's up to you... I really don't have the extra ability to fight." Yu Ling thought about letting a shadow clone carry Yakumo, but she refused to go down, saying that this was against her irresponsible.

"Hey, that's right. Let's go and watch the battle from the side." Yakumo tapped the back of Yu Ling's head, grabbed his ears, and steered Yu Ling in a circle, slowly moving back to the previous position.

"Hey, then why do you have to go out for a walk... are you bored?"

"You don't understand this! Come on, come on, call me senior, and I'll teach you." Yakumo put his mouth to Yu Ling's ear, taunting softly, and breathed hot breath on the ear. He couldn't help but feel Provoking a shiver.

"You... Kurama-senpai." Just as he was about to explode, his temper was suppressed by his thirst for knowledge, and he obeyed obediently.

"You are so boring! You really... do whatever you say, forget it. Just watch it later. I just went out for a spin, it was useful!" Yakumo was speechless for a while, covering his head. He rubbed his forehead and looked at Yu Ling with some resentment.

"I just went out for a spin, but you didn't move at all!" Yu Ling seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and argued with reason, but all he got in exchange was a blank stare and silence.

"Okay, put me down, and you go to Maruboshi-senpai's place." As soon as he returned to his original position, Yakumo issued an eviction order, jumped off Yu Ling's back, and leaned against a big tree. Keep painting.

"Oh." Yu Ling was a little disappointed. He failed to learn the combat skills he desired and returned empty-handed... However, he was finally able to fight, which made his heart tremble and his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh? Are you just leaving?" Yakumo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes still staying on the drawing board.

"Don't you want me to help Maruboshi-senpai? What else do you want?"

"You...have you ever talked to me like this? The shadow clone stays! Okay, let's go." His eyes finally landed on Yu Ling's handsome face, his face turned red, and he pretended to have a cold and dry voice. , or summoned.

"It shouldn't be exposed...this brat is really handsome."

"Oh..." Ignoring Yakumo, Yu Ling turned around and left, leaving two shadow clones behind, one on the left and one on the right to protect Yakumo.

On the battlefield, his IQ was definitely one of the best; but in front of Yakumo... no matter how much IQ he had, it was of no use. It doesn't make sense...it doesn't matter how eloquent you are.

"Old man, you don't want to fight three against one, do you? You are blindly arrogant by relying on your old age! You know that what we Yun Ninja are good at is swordsmanship, right? Do you still want to fight with us with swordsmanship?" Aziyi held the knife. With the handle, he stood beside Karui in a straight posture, with the tip of the knife pointed at Maruhoshi Kosuke.

"That's right... I really want to experience one versus three today... with Kumo Ninja, who is good at swordsmanship." After all, he is a veteran warrior who has been on the battlefield for a long time. Facing three arrogant brats, he didn't feel nervous at all, he was just very calm. He looked at the three of them, his fingertips twitching slightly.

"Senior, I'm here to help you." Yu Ling was still a little worried after listening to Maruhoshi Kosuke's statement of challenge. He took two steps to stand against him and performed Tian Lingliu's starting move.

"Hey, a brat like you wants to fight... One old and one young, doesn't Konoha have any stronger genin?" Karui is not as tall as a feather, but he looks like he has a naughty smile. A lot more mature.

"Then you guys come and try it... one old and one young, how far can they go?" Yu Ling was naturally not afraid. He had encountered opponents dozens of times more powerful than them, and he still managed to escape unscathed. Already?

A genin is not worthy of being looked upon by him!

"Young man, you are in a good mood, but I will take care of today's matter. You'd better not get involved unless...well, unless I can't defeat them in a fight, then you have to remember to come and help." Maruboshi Kosuke stretched out his hand to block Yu Ling behind him, and took a step sideways, not prepared to let Yu Ling disturb him. "I said one against three...that's one against three."

The spirit of Bushido is what you say but never do anything else, and the older generation of ninjas can express this most vividly.

"In this case... okay. Senior, please be careful, I'll be right by the side." Yu Ling put away his open fists, pointed at a big tree beside the avenue, then stood up and walked over.

"Okay. Then let me show you... the Konoha style swordsmanship." Maruhoshi Kosuke said in a low voice, pulling his left hand back and leaning his right arm straight forward.

"Old man... hmph, then let's show you a show of Yunliu Sword Technique as a reward." The three of them drew their swords one after another. Even if Omoi was really unwilling, he spit out the lollipop in his mouth at this moment. , holding the knife with both hands with a serious look on his face, his eyes fixed on Maruhoshi Kosuke's crotch.

"Please give me more advice... Itto-ryu Iai Slash!" Without further ado, the sword drawing technique is the most unexpected move. A sword swing that is extremely fast creates an afterimage. Before the sound can be heard, the sword energy arrives first. .

"Hey, old man! This isn't Konoha style sword art, is it? Forget it, Cloud Style: Front Slash!"