Konoha: Draw Cards From the Ninja World

After all, in Uehara's eyes, Ci Xian's strength should not be much weaker than him.

Like the three-tailed beast, if you want to grab it, there is a high probability that it is just a hands-on thing.

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"Believe, thinking so much now is not of much use. Now we can only do our best to cultivate and make the most perfect preparation."

Mizumon walked to Uehara's side and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly.

"I know," Uehara smiled, but in his heart he was jealous of Cixian in the image.

Hearing Uehara's words like this, Mizumon felt relieved, "I'm going to practice first, Shinobi."

After all, Mizumon is Konoha's fourth-generation Hokage. In his heart, if Uehara Shinobu alone protects Kokage, then what would he do as this Hokage.

If it weren't for the fact that Bo Feng Mizumon didn't plan to let Uehara Shinobu handle it alone.

Then he didn't have to ask Da She Wan to spend such a lot of time to transfer Yin Jiuwei to him.

After Mizuno finished speaking, he disappeared in front of Uehara Shinobu out of thin air.

It's as if it has never appeared before.

Looking at the empty office, Uehara couldn't help but smile wryly, but in his heart he felt that he was too unreasonably worried.

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the other side.

It is located in an underground base near the country of soil.

Amado looked at the precision instruments that suddenly became larger in Ci Xian's hands.

After placing it under his arrangement.

Amado dared to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said to the plain-looking Ci Xian, "This is how the relocation of the new base is over, Ci Xian, have the new experimental subjects been found?"

With his back facing Amado's Cixian, when he heard Amado's question, Yakura suddenly remembered in his mind.

Ci Xian shook her head, and said with a gloomy face, "No."

"Oh!" Amado lightly lifted the flat mirror on the bridge of his nose, looking curiously at Ci Xian's back.

After all, Ci Xian's gloomy expression is rare.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"No," Ci Xian shook his head, not planning to answer Amado's question.

"I consume a lot of chakras now, and I need to retreat for a few days. If nothing happens these days, don't disturb me. I will find a few more people when I come out."

"Okay," Amado nodded, "I see."

After speaking, Amado took out the diskettes from his pocket, put them in the machine, and then sat in front of the computer, sorting out the messy information caused by the hurried relocation.

After returning to the meeting room.

After Ci Xian waved his hand to close the door, he walked to the middle of the meeting room and slowly sat on a stone chair engraved with Gouyu reincarnation eyes.

Under the energy supply of the underground base, he quickly replenishes the chakra that consumes a lot of money.

Ci Xian stared at the surrounding stone chairs in a daze.

After all, adding chakras is a boring and boring thing.

Whenever he sits here.

Ci Xian couldn't help but think of his attachment, Datongmu Huiye.

The fragile body at the moment is not suitable for him to overuse. If you don't pay attention, if you get too excited, the container will be scrapped.

This is what Ci Xian herself did not want to see.

Now, he can only expect Amado to create more useful men for himself on those failed products.

In this way, Ci Xian doesn't have to do everything by himself.

He had already planned in his heart, and no longer went to those Daren villages to find a target.

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Since Yakura's death, both the five major countries and Xiaonin Village have begun to be jealous of Cixian.

However, it was precisely because after Yakura's death, that Cixuan's news never appeared again.

This time, these little Shinobu villages thought that this was just groundless.

As time went by, Ci Xian seemed to have disappeared, and generally never appeared in the Ninja World again.

However, Bofeng Shuimen found a lot of news about Cixian from small villages in remote areas.

The man named Cixian spent a lot of money and bought some children in some families who could not eat.

Over the years, because of these news, Bo Feng Shuimen practiced day after day, as if he had never stopped.

The lazy students of the original Ninja School could not help being infected by the vigor of the water gate when they saw the wave of water gate often appearing near the training ground and exercised.

What's more, in the eyes of these ninja school students, Hokage has always been the strongest in their eyes.

After all, the strongest people in their village have worked so hard, and children from the ninja school have any qualifications not to work hard.

Based on the worship of the four generations of Hokage.

These students have also increased their ninjutsu practice and physical exercises.

Because of the efforts of Watergate.

Many families are even more affected by the wave of wind and water.

Uehara letter is one of them.

However, Shin Uehara also thought for a long time before realizing that the boss, Ci Xuan, did not engrave a wedge on a certain container, it is estimated that he would not come up easily.

Because once a person dies, there is no chance for another.

In the case of empathy, Uehara believed that if he were Cixian, he would be more stubborn than him.

After so many years, Uehara Shinobu has also understood a truth, the real strong are the ones who come out.

Although Uehara Shinobu now doesn't have to worry that Cixuan will suddenly attack Konoha.

However, there is one more annoying guy right now.

That is his son, Uehara White.

Since Uehara Shirai used swordsmanship to split Sasuke's fireball at the ninja school, he has gradually fallen in love with the swordsmanship taught by Uehara Shinto.

Coupled with the influence of Watergate, every day, Uehara Shirai is like a chicken blood, excited.

Originally Uehara believed that his son was just a little interested, and it was estimated that after a few days, his interest would also decline.

Who knows, Uehara Bai has such perseverance.

It was straight to the original letter, and the whole person was not good.

"Dad, you see that Uncle Watergate has worked so hard, you still can't get up to teach me practice?"

Looking at Uehara Shirai who was lying on the sofa, there was no one who pressed the TV remote control for a while, and he was so angry.

He stretched out his hand to grab the remote control Uehara had placed on the coffee table, and turned his head to turn off the TV directly with the remote control.

Ah~

here we go again.

Seeing this Uehara Shinobu couldn't help sighing.

Uehara Shirai immediately looked at Uehara letter on the sofa with his hands on his hips: "Dad, do you think you can become stronger than Uncle Watergate just by practicing for a little time in the morning?"

Hey, you just look down on you Lao Tzu like that.

Listening to his son's adoration of Hafeng Shuimen, Uehara couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Listening to Uehara Shiro's chattering endlessly.

Nobuyuki Uehara looked helplessly at his wife who was folding his clothes: "Hey, Xianghui, you can take care of your son,"

"Puffy~"

Kaeumi Uzumaki sat on the sofa by the side, and couldn't help laughing when she watched Uehara Shinobu's unrequited look on her face.

However, Xianghui didn't mean to help Uehara Nobuya in the slightest.

Looking excited, Uehara Shiro wanted to learn new moves.

Xin Uehara couldn't help sighing, really, that guy in Water Gate, he didn't find a good place for his cultivation, so why he wandered around the village every day.

However, his son can cultivate hard, and he is not good at discouraging his son's interest.

After all, it is impossible for him to protect Uehara white all the time.

There is always a day when the young eagle spreads its wings and soars.

Thinking of this, a bright light flashed in Uehara's mind, he suddenly propped up and sat up.

He stared at Uehara White and said: "In this way, if you can do the same practice as I did in the morning, I will teach you new moves, how about?"

"Really?" Uehara's eyes lit up, as if he couldn't believe it, his father simply agreed to him like this.

"Yeah," Uehara nodded, pointing to the orange cat lying at his feet in a tone that was not tolerable, and said, "It's more real than it."

"Meow~"

The orange cat gave a soft cry, staring at the **** shoveling officer on the side dull, not understanding what he was calling himself to do.

Uehara Shirai was stunned, "Or dad, your request a little bit higher, otherwise I always feel sorry."

"With that simple two thousand swings, I finished it in minutes."

Simple?

If it's as simple as Uehara Shiro said, Uehara's mouth can be smiled crookedly.

You know, it took him more than 20 years to be able to make every swing of the knife to the standard until he was impeccable.

However, since his son has passed the knife in his hand, wouldn't he be too sorry for his son if he doesn't use it.

Uehara couldn't help but raised his eyebrows: "Don't talk so full."

"Are you scared?" Uehara squinted his eyes and looked at Uehara Nobubu provocatively.

Who gave you the courage?

Let you dare to talk to me like this.

"Heh~" Uehara Shinobu looked at the arrogant look of Uehara White, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Looking at the two father and son vying for each other.

Yuuki Uehara, who was helping Xianghui to fold her clothes, couldn't help turning her head to look at her mother and said, "What's the matter with them, mom?"

Kae Hui smiled, and went to Uehara Yuki's ears, and whispered, "Your brother will be taught by your father again."

"Ah!" Uehara Yuki glanced at her mother in surprise.

She didn't understand why her brother was taught, so her mother would be so happy.

Seeing Uehara's eyes, Xianghui was suddenly a little dazed and at a loss.

With a "meow" cry sounded.

Yuuki Uehara's attention was attracted by the fat orange cat.

Huoxi Xianghui breathed a sigh of relief.

In the yard.

Uehara Shinobu gently tossed a kunai.

Then he looked at the son beside him with a serious look.

"I'm optimistic."

Uehara's faith uttered a word, and when he was about to pick up the wooden knife, Uehara's words blocked his next movement.

"Wait, I want to check."

In order to prevent his father from fooling himself, Uehara White hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab the Kuunai in Uehara's hands.

After all, he had seen things like being fooled by his father too many times.

Before, he had seen Uehara Bai split the boulder in half with his fingers.

But later he discovered that the stone had been sorted by the stonemason in advance.

Uehara White shook his head, and quickly waved away the messy thoughts in his heart.

Under his close inspection, Kuwu Wu found that it was just ordinary Kuwu Wu.

There is nothing unusual.

In order to prevent his father from fooling himself again, he secretly confided in suffering.

Uehara White immediately took out kunai from the ninja bag, and carved a mark on the other kunai.

Is it too much to play before?

Looking at his vigilant son.

Uehara Xin was helpless, took the engraved kunai in his hand, and gently tossed it up.

Immediately picked up the wooden knife and waved.

What surprised Uehara was that when his father swung the knife, there was no sound.

And the falling Kumu was silently swiped by the wooden knife in Uehara Bai's eyes.

In an instant, it turned into two halves and fell to the ground.

"This..." Uehara opened his mouth blankly, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He quickly ran to the place where the kunai fell, and picked up the split kunai.

Uehara Shira held Kunai carefully for a while.

I found that it was the engraved Kunai just now, that's right.

Moreover, the smooth fracture of Kumamoto was even more surprised.

Seeing the halves of Kunai in his hands, Uehara Shirai was a little surprised.

After a while

Only then did Uehara Bai walk to Uehara Nobuya with the broken kunai: "The wooden knife can actually split the kunai, how did you do it, dad?"

Nobuyuki Uehara touched his chin, and instead of answering Uehara Shiro's question, he asked, "How do you feel about swordsmanship now?"

"Very strong!"

Uehara Bai said with a serious face.

Seeing Uehara Shiro's serious look like a small adult, Uehara Shinobu couldn't help but open his mouth and smile, and quickly rubbed Uehara Shiro's head with his hands.

Until, knead it into a chicken coop.

Under Uehara Shira's reluctant gaze.

Uehara Xin put down his hands angrily, "The trick you saw just now is the second state of swordsmanship, cutting iron."

"Zhantie?" Uehara Shiro looked puzzled.

Uehara's letter curled his lips and looked at his son contemptuously: "You don't even have a good foundation, so don't be too ambitious."

"That police realm is not yet accessible to you now."

"The minimum two thousand swings a day, without capping," Uehara said, patted Uehara white's brains: "Come on."

Then he threw down the wooden knife, turned and returned to the house.

Looking at Uehara Shin's back, Uehara Shirai couldn't help but stunned.

He didn't understand, since his father had such strength, why wasn't he a ninja.

Father seemed to be in a daze with a few photos.

Uehara Shirai remembered that those photos were locked on the bedside table in Uehara's bedroom.

This can't help but rekindle his desire to explore his father's past.

Looking at the clock hanging in the corridor, the time was just around 11:30 noon. Seeing this, Uehara Shiro's eyes suddenly lit up.

"It's noon in another half an hour, and in a while, father should go out."

Although, Uehara White didn't know why his father disappeared for a while at noon every day.

But this does not hinder the plan in his mind.

After a while, looking at the time on the clock.

It shows that there are still fifteen minutes before 12 noon.

As the indoor temperature slowly rises.

Uehara Xin hurriedly put down the tea cup in his hand, and said to the vortex Kae on the side: "I'll go out for a while and come back in an hour."

"Well, come back early," Xianghui said and nodded. She knew that Uehara Nobuya was going out to reduce his strong solar power.