Uchiha's God of Muscle

Fuyue, a father who took his 4-year-old son to the battlefield to kill people, did not understand his son's thoughts at all.

Zhishui, a naive, paranoid, and stubborn idealist who sticks to the will of fire, has become Itachi's guide.

Danzo, a wily brainwashing master who only wants to use Itachi.

A young man, being served in turn by such a group of crouching dragons and phoenixes, and also as a double agent caught between the family and the village, bears unparalleled pressure.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult not to get mad.

But for now.

It was still more than two years before Itachi committed the heinous crime of genocide, and there might still be room for redemption.

I didn't want to interfere with Itachi's affairs before, because my "physical transformation" has not been completed, and I think I am not capable enough.

It's different now.

Itachi Uchiha is, after all, the son of his sister Mikoto.

If Itachi really wanted to kill his mother in the future, Duan would have no choice but to kill this nephew, even if Miqin would be heartbroken because of the loss of her son.

Meiqin is the only family member Duan cares about, and he doesn't want to see his sister shed tears in the future.

and so.

From now on, Duan intends to carry out "personality modification" on Itachi.

"Then let's start right away, let me see your current strength. Let me tell you first, I don't know anything about ninjutsu, I can only guide you in physical and illusion."

Getting straight to the point, he waved to Itachi and signaled his nephew to come over.

Uncle can do magic tricks?

Itachi was taken aback, he had always thought that his uncle was a pure physique specialist, and he had never seen his uncle use illusion.

But it's reasonable to think about it carefully, after all-which Uchiha can't make illusions?

then.

"Please advise."

Itachi bowed again, and when he raised his head, his eyes had turned into scarlet three-goed jade.

For a moment, the eyes of the uncle and nephew met.

Swish.

Itachi's eyes released a shock of pupil power, and launched an illusion sneak attack without hesitation.

Ok?

After being careless for a while, he saw his nephew disappearing out of thin air and turning into countless crows, attacking him from all directions.

But next second.

"Roar!"

From the severed throat, there was a mid-pitched roar, and there was a sudden thunder in the yard, and the sound formed a kind of spiritual shock, sweeping away.

"quack!"

All the crows fluttered their wings, and were shattered by this energy amidst shrill screams, and the figure of the weasel reappeared in Duan's field of vision, and the latter had already killed him impressively.

Bang bang bang.

The fists and feet of the two sides collided continuously, drawing afterimages, and they fought dozens of times in a short period of time.

Itachi is worthy of the name of a genius, even in the face of Duan who is far superior to him in size and strength, he can still fight hard and fight back and forth with his uncle.

In his scarlet pupils, Sangouyu spun quickly, catching every movement of Duan with powerful dynamic vision, trying to find the latter's flaws.

As a result, he soon discovered... Uncle was full of flaws all over his body!

Don't miss out.

Itachi didn't have time to think about it, and seized the opportunity to shoot continuously, hitting the broken thigh, chest and back in succession.

Then he understood.

It's definitely not that there are too many flaws, but because of its rough skin and thick flesh, it doesn't bother to defend at all.

Itachi's fists and feet hit Duan's body, not only couldn't break through the defense, but it was like hitting an iron plate, and he was in excruciating pain.

The difference in physical strength between the two is too great.

at this time.

Duan tightened his abdomen and raised his chest, then blew it out in one breath.

Woo woo woo.

This breath instantly turned into a gust of wind, accompanied by piercing whistling, rolled up flying sand and rocks, hitting Itachi's body like a cannonball.

Violent and fierce.

This is not some wind escape ninjutsu, it is simply the gas blown out by the function of human lungs.

Itachi was caught off guard and was blown upside down, losing his balance in mid-air.

But he didn't panic in the slightest, but quickly made a tiger mark with his hands, and opened his mouth to spray.

Art fire escape ho fireball.

call!

A scorching fireball fell from the sky and smashed towards Duan Dang's head.

Fire beats the wind.

The breath that Duan blew out was actually used by Duan to fuel the power of Hao Fireball and make it burn more violently.

Itachi is worthy of the name of a genius, and has no shortcomings in Ninja, Physical, and Illusion.

Face Howe Fireball.

Duan had no intention of dodging, and directly met it with his body, slashing with a hand knife, splitting the big fireball in half from the middle.

Hao fireball, the art of kindness.

It is difficult to pose a threat to strong enemies, and more often it is used as a feint to confuse the enemy's sight or distract them.

Itachi does just that.

Shhhhhh.

The moment Hao's fireball was broken, a large number of shurikens flew towards him.

clang clang.

They collided and changed directions one after another in the air, and finally surrounded Duo from all angles, aiming at all parts of his body.

"sharp."

Duan praised, this kind of delicate shuriken manipulation not only requires years of hard training, but also involves a lot of knowledge in physics and mathematics.

It is a technique that only a genius with both intelligence and force like Itachi can master.

Not like broken.

As his muscles get stronger and stronger, he becomes less and less lazy to think about problems with his brain.after all--

If there is something, just use your muscles to solve it.

Just like this menacing shuriken offensive.

Duan stood motionless on the spot, but tensed the muscles of his whole body, and immediately activated the body of the golden bell, blocking all the shurikens.

He frowned and asked Itachi:

"Why did you show mercy and didn't aim at my eyes and crotch and other fatal parts? Are you looking down on my uncle?"

Although the broken body is as strong as steel, the weak point like the eyes is still very fragile, and it is afraid of being attacked.

It is equivalent to the life gate of the golden bell.

"I……"

Just as Itachi opened his mouth, he took a step of seven or eight meters and punched his nephew.

hum.

This punch seemed simple and unpretentious, but it squirmed at a very high frequency, giving people a sense of emptiness.

In the eyes of the ferret.

Everything in the world seems to be rapidly moving away from him until it disappears, and finally there is only a piece of whiteness left, and——

broken fist.

The fist became bigger and bigger, and finally it was as tall as a thousand-meter mountain, but Itachi himself became as small as an ant, unable to move under the pressure of the mountain.

This is... an illusion!

Itachi suddenly came back to his senses, resisted with the power of Sharingan pupils, and finally broke free from the illusion and returned to reality.

And at this time, the broken fist has arrived.

Snapped!

At the last moment, Duan turned his fist into a palm and slapped Itachi on the face.

Itachi felt a darkness before his eyes, so he flew out like a cloud and fog, and finally hit a pillar in the corridor with a "bang".

There was a buzzing in his head, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't tell the north, south, east, and west.

It took a long time to get up from the ground.

"Itachi, are you... okay?"

Samuel hurriedly stepped forward to check on Itachi's injuries, and found that the latter's mouth was covered in blood, and even a few teeth had been slapped out.

Half of his face was swollen.

Miserable.

This is Uchiha Duan's "Personality Modification Palm".

Like Naruto Uzumaki, he is clumsy and not good at preaching, and he is not sure about changing Itachi's thoughts from the spiritual level, so he can only change it from the physical level.

From today.

He must formally educate his nephew as an uncle so that Itachi can return to the right path.

"curator……"

Samuel picked up Itachi's teeth and asked Duan with his eyes if the shot was too hard.

"It's okay, at his age it's time to change teeth, all the ones that fall out should be deciduous teeth." Duan didn't take it seriously.

Itachi: "..."

He really wanted to say that the teeth that had been slapped off by his uncle had just grown new ones.

But he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he could only swallow his grievances.

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24. Chicken Breast Sauce of Love

"I understand your strength, let's stop here for today's discussion and take a rest."

Duan patted Itachi on the shoulder and walked into the hall.

"this is for you."

Samui handed Itachi an ice pack and asked him to apply it on his cheeks.

"Thank you."

Itachi held the ice pack in his hand, although his cheek hurt, but he was more concerned about his uncle's punch just now.

Why did I fall into the illusion?

Uncle obviously didn't open Sharingan, and didn't make eye contact with him, yet he let him fall into a hallucination, which is simply unimaginable.

Could it be that Duan can release illusions with his fists?