Konoha: I Am Super Talented

On the day after watching the final venue, Zhenyang dragged Sakumo with a puzzled look to Tsunade's house.

Tsunade had obviously been waiting for a long time. Seeing Zhenyang's arrival, she happily brought the two of them to a casino she often visited.

"Quick, there's space there, Zhenyang, let's go there!"

As soon as he entered the door, he saw someone leaving a table not far away, Tsunade immediately pulled Zhenyang over with an excited face.

Coming to the seat, Tsunade sat on it without hesitation.

He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, and slapped it on the table proudly.

"Give me all the pressure!"

Seeing Tsunade operate like this, Zhenyang and Sakumo were dumbfounded.

Although Zhenyang has never been here, he has been with Tsunade for so long, and he still understands some basic gameplay.

Now that the betting has just begun, Tsunade put all the money in his hands down, which is undoubtedly very unwise.

"Tsunade, it's the first game now, isn't it a little too impulsive for you to play like this?"

On the side, Zhenyang reminded cautiously.

But as soon as he got to the gaming table, some Tsunade above obviously didn't listen to what he said, and waved his hands indifferently.

"Oh, it's okay! Zhenyang, you don't know how strong my gambling skills are, I can definitely win this one!"

"Forehead…………"

Seeing Tsunade's confidence, Zhenyang, who had never seen her gambling skills, believed it and said nothing more.

The two stood behind Tsunade, one left and one right, waiting for Tsunade's performance with wide eyes.

Although he has never been here before, Sakumo, who was told the truth by Zhenyang on the way to Laide, is also mentally prepared.

In order to help his friend, Sakumo had to admit the fact that his birthday is today.

So, under the curious gaze of the two, the dealer finally announced the result.

"One, two, three, because!"

boom!!!

"What! How is this possible! How could it be small? It shouldn't be!"

Excited, Tsunade slammed the table down, muttering unwillingly.

Looking at the banknotes on the table that disappeared in the blink of an eye, Yang Sakumo fell silent.

"Hey, Zhenyang, you have money with you, right? Lend it to me quickly! I'll pay you back if you win!"

Zhenyang: ...Why do I have a bad feeling.

He took out the wallet, took out a few banknotes from it and handed it over, seeing Tsunade's red-eyed eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang still didn't dare to speak out.

I can only pray secretly in my heart.

Hope Tsunade just played out of order just now!

But Zhenyang's prayers apparently went unanswered.

In less than a minute, Tsunade, who lost everything again, clenched his fists angrily, watched the money in his hand go away from her again, curled his lips unconvinced, and looked at Zhenyang again.

Zhenyang understood in seconds, and handed out a few banknotes again.

Tsunade was very satisfied seeing Zhenyang being so upbeat, and then Qian Qian killed him again.

In less than ten seconds, Tsunade, who lost everything again, stretched out his small hand to Zhenyang again.

Suppressing his grief, Zhenyang continued to pay.

Then his nightmare began.

In the next twenty or so games, Tsunade achieved a glorious losing streak and drained Zhenyang's wallet!

Seeing Tsunade turn his gaze back again, Zhenyang had no choice but to look to Sakumo for help.

Sakumo:...

Sakumo, who already understood Tsunade's decrepit physique, did not hesitate to donate his wallet, and he had already predicted the fate of his wallet.

Sure enough, after more than 20 rounds, Tsunade did not change his original intention and lost everything again.

Now the three of them were completely out of money. Seeing that Tsunade was red-eyed and wanted to ask the banker for a loan, Zhenyang Sakumo was so frightened that he quickly pulled her out.

After finally calming down, Tsunade, who recovered, felt embarrassed when he thought that he had lost all Zhenyang Sakumo's money.

"Sorry Sakumo, I will return the money I borrowed from you this time!"

Hearing this, Sakumo shook his head lightly.

"You're welcome, just treat it as if I invited everyone out to play, and you don't have to!"

Originally, Tsunade was still worrying about how to pay back the money. If his family members found out that he gambled, he would probably not be able to endure a reprimand, but after hearing what Sakumo said [ Tsunade immediately felt relieved.

As for the money owed to Zhenyang, Tsunade had already forgotten about it.

Relieved, Tsunade patted his chest, and immediately said that he would take the two of them to have a big meal.

Zhenyang questioned this.

"That......... Tsunade, don't you have no money? How can we have a big meal?"

Blank Zhenyang glanced, Tsunade said confidently:

"Then it goes without saying, wouldn't it be enough to go to your house to eat barbecue?"

Zhenyang:...

After the three of them finished their meal, it was already afternoon.

After sending Tsunade home, Zhenyang, who couldn't wait for a long time, stopped hesitating immediately and got up to go to Konoha Houshan.

It is still a familiar practice place, after nearly a year, it has become Zhenyang's exclusive practice place.

Usually, except for people who know Zhenyang, few people come to bother her.

And this quiet environment is exactly what Zhenyang needs.

Came to an open space, sat cross-legged, took out the sealing scroll from his arms, looked at the ball of crimson Chakra emerging from the scroll, Zhenyang took a deep breath.

About to start his first attempt.

Close your eyes, carefully mobilize the Chakra in your body, under Zhenyang's strong control, separate a few wisps of Chakra| and then transform them into two attributes of fire and earth respectively.

This step is not difficult in Zhenyang's eyes.

It only took a short time for Zhenyang to separate it successfully.

And what comes next is what matters.

With a high degree of concentration, he carefully controlled two Chakras with different attributes, and slowly approached them.

The moment the two just came into contact, Zhenyang's expression suddenly changed.

As if encountering a natural enemy, as soon as they came into contact with each other, two Chakra with different attributes suddenly resisted violently. The manic Chakra rampaged inside Zhenyang's body, and finally exploded suddenly!

puff!!!

Couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, Yang's face turned pale in an instant.

Feeling the situation in his body, Zhenyang gave a wry smile.

Careless!

Originally, Zhenyang thought that with his own Chakra control, even if the situation was not right, he could control it in time, but the reality was often unexpected.

Two different types of Chakra came into contact, and their mania had far exceeded Zhenyang's control, causing damage to his body.

Knowing that he was too impatient, Zhenyang calmed down slowly.

After using Healing Jutsu, with his amazingly resilient body, Zhenyang quickly recovered.

But Zhenyang didn't try again.

This time he is not going to play in person.

(Nuo's) used dozens of Shadow Clone, Zhenyang intends to let them try instead of himself.

In his view, as long as the distribution ratio of the two Chakras is found correctly and then merged, the reaction between the two will not be as violent as before.

Until then, it will be the first step towards success!

And this step requires a lot of experiments, and each experiment has a high risk of injury, so it is undoubtedly a more reasonable way to try with Shadow Clone.

This method was thought up by Zhenyang himself. Although he doesn’t know if it’s reliable or not, he has no other choice but to follow this path!

It would be nice to know from Emmon how he developed Magnet Style!

But this is just a thought, how could the other party tell Zhenyang this level of confidentiality?

Rather than having this kind of thinking, it would be more reliable to be honest and follow one's own path.

Abandoning fantasy, Zhenyang began to devote himself to the development of Bloodline.

In Zhenyang's undivided attention to practice, time flies by.

Soon, a week passed. .