Saving Uchiha starts with flipping the table

Reciprocity is the norm. If someone helps you and you refuse to do what you can when they need help, you will lose your character.

"I can't guarantee how much he can learn, I can only try my best."

"I am looking forward to it."

Fugaku, who rarely smiled, told his son earnestly:

"Sasuke, Yan is a genius and a strong man in the family. You must study hard, understand?"

"Yes, I will not disappoint my father."

Seeing his father smile, Sasuke promised quickly.

Hoping to be recognized and praised, he has been working hard for this.

"I hope you will do what you say. Come with me. I hope you can hold on for a few more days. My education is different from others. If you can't hold on, leave as soon as possible and don't waste each other's time."

Since it can't be pushed away, then the next step is.

As for whether he can hold on, it depends on Sasuke himself.

"I will try my best, teacher!!"

"Don't call me teacher yet, wait until you can hold on."

Waving his hand, signaling Sasuke to follow him, Yan took him to the training ground of the police department.

"Captain!"

In the training ground, many people were training or sitting together chatting. When Yan arrived, everyone stood up and greeted him, even those who were not in the first squadron.

"Everyone keep busy."

After smiling and nodding in response, Yan walked into the training ground and said to Zhi Yan who was sitting on the side:

"Bring my stuff here."

"......." Zhi Yan's smile froze for a moment, and he touched his big bald head with a bitter smile:

"Captain, I didn't make any mistakes, forget about the stuff."

"Hahaha..."

Zhi Yan was scared in an instant, and everyone present laughed.

Everyone knows how Yan subdued Zhi Yan.

Every time this matter is mentioned, Zhi Yan gets angry, and no one dares to say it normally.

But in front of Yan, Zhiyan didn't dare to lose his temper. How could he miss such a good opportunity?

"It's not you!"

"It's him!!"

Yan glared at Zhiyan and moved away. Sasuke, who was standing behind him like a little dove, came into everyone's sight.

"Huh, Sasuke?"

Being stared at by so many family elders, Sasuke was a little nervous. In order not to embarrass his father and to get the recognition of his father and brother, Sasuke still straightened his chest and tried to make himself appear calmer:

"Father asked me to learn from the teacher."

"Teacher..."

Everyone understood why Yan came to the training ground and needed to take a weapon. It turned out that he had accepted a disciple, and it was Sasuke, the youngest son of the clan leader.

"Hey, you should have said it earlier."

It was not directed at him. Zhiyan's bitter face disappeared instantly. He smiled and ran towards the warehouse.

Boy, I hope you can stick to it.

Those who were laughing just now looked at Sasuke with sympathy.

Some people even started to bet.

"How long do you think Sasuke can hold out?"

"Who knows? It depends on whether the captain is ruthless."

"Fuck, I think he can hold out. After all, we are teaching disciples, not teaching a tough guy like Zhiyan."

Why do they look at me so strangely?

Sasuke doesn't quite understand.

"Here comes the guy!!!"

Zhiyan happily brought what Yan needed. Sasuke looked closely and saw two sticks, one iron stick covered with cuts and the other wooden stick of unknown material.

The wooden stick was a little bent and looked strange.

"Kid, come on, I'm counting on you."

Handing the things to Yan, Zhiyan encouraged Sasuke cheerfully, but with a face full of fat and a big bald head, his smile was even more scary.

Sasuke said that he did not receive this instruction, but was frightened and stepped back several steps.

Holding a wooden stick in his left hand and an iron stick in his right hand, Yan turned to Sasuke and said:

"When I became the team leader, the members of the team were unruly and unconvincing. I chose to use these to make my teammates recognize my position as the captain."

"Since your father asked me to teach you, I will do my best and hope you can stick to it."

"I won't disappoint my father and teacher."

Looking at the two sticks, Sasuke felt inexplicably flustered. He always felt that this thing looked quite dangerous, but Sasuke, who wanted to be recognized, still straightened his back and didn't let himself back down.

"Very good, take out your ninja tools and attack me."

"Huh?"

Go straight into the battle?

Nothing else?

Sasuke was stunned.

Yan swung the stick in his hand twice and showed Sasuke a seemingly gentle smile:

"I'm sorry, I won't teach you the basics, and there's no need. You've already learned these in your family, and you should have learned them in the ninja school.I am tired of studying, so the only thing I will teach you is fighting. ”

He appeared, finally appeared.

When everyone saw Yan showing such a smile, they knew that the fun was about to begin.

The brighter and softer Yan’s smile was in the training ground, the more miserable the fate of the people facing him would be.

Zhi Yan is a typical example of this.

“Then teacher, here I come. "

Seeing that Yan was not joking, Sasuke took out a kunai from the ninja tool bag he carried with him and held it tightly in his hand.

The next second, Sasuke rushed up.

For a five-year-old child, fighting is not so fancy, it is all straightforward, and fighting is mostly physical confrontation. It is already good to be able to skillfully use various ninja tools.

As for ninjutsu... forget it. For children of this age, let alone various powerful ninjutsu, being able to flexibly use the three body techniques is already very good.

Teacher, don't underestimate me!!

The sharp kunai stabbed at Yan's abdomen. With Sasuke's height, it is a reasonable choice to attack his stomach directly.

Yan lightly flicked the wooden stick in his hand, and the kunai in Sasuke's hand flew out.

"Uh..."

The weapon is gone?

Sasuke didn't understand what just happened. Looking at the empty palm, he was a little confused.

"The speed is very fast, but there are too many little thoughts. ”

It’s good enough to meet someone, how dare you think about anything else?

“Come again.”

“Yes.”

Picking up the kunai on the ground and taking a deep breath, Sasuke attacked again.

“Dang! !”

Even though Sasuke was already very fast, he was still playing like a child. Yan casually waved the stick in his hand and knocked the kunai away again:

“Don’t look back and forth when fighting, your enemy won’t give you time to think about it.”

“Come again.”

One-on-one teaching began.

The onlookers on the scene soon returned in disappointment. They thought Yan would let this kid know why the flowers are so red while teaching Sasuke.

As a result, there was no such exciting link at all.

Only Sasuke attacked again and again, and Yan resolved it again and again, and pointed out his shortcomings by the way.

It was completely formal education, without any exciting programs.