Hokage I Have A Fighting System

Hatake Shuowen looked at the watermelon-headed teenager standing across the river in front of him and nodded with a smile.

The watermelon head boy watched Hatake Shuowen's movements and disappeared into the woods happily.

"Interesting? The Sengoku era! I never thought I would cross into this era." Hatake Shuowen looked at the watermelon head boy disappearing and walked back.

Now Hatake Shuowen has figured out his current era, and he has also come into contact with two little ghosts with extraordinary backgrounds. Perhaps Hatake Shuowen can follow these two little ghosts into this Sengoku era and find a clue to travel back.

Hatake Shuowen stopped on the grass only 500 meters away from the stream.

"Let's build a house first." Hatake Shuowen said while looking at the empty grass.

There is no way. Hatake Shuowen is also an individual. He also needs a place to live. Can't he let Hatake Shuowen sleep on the ground? He doesn't have the habit of sleeping on the floor.

In this way, Hatake Shuowen began to cut and move trees in the jungle to build a small wooden house for himself.

An hour later, Hatake Shuowen put his hands on his waist and looked at the finished cabin in front of him.

"Oh, at this time, it would be nice if I knew Wood Style. It's a must-have escape technique in the wild." Hatake Shuowen sat in front of the wooden house and said with a deep sigh.

Hatake Shuowen stood up from the ground and walked into the wooden house he carefully built.

"System! Can I buy anything with my fifty thousand points?" Hatake Shuowen sat cross-legged in the wooden house, calling for the system in his head.

"Open the system store for Host below."

"The system mall can be opened and divided into four parts, fighting skills, medicinal pills, exercises, and treasures of heaven and material. Please check it by Host." The voice of the system machinery echoed in Hatake Shuowen's head. ,

"System, help me open the fighting skills library. Help me to buy all the ground and sky fighting skills now." Hatake Shuowen said seriously.

"Host, I want to tell you one thing. I advise you to focus on your emperor bloodline first." The system seemed to pause for a while and said to Hatake Shuowen.

"What do you mean?" Hatake Shuowen didn't quite understand what the system said.

"Host, your current emperor-level bloodline is only in the most superficial state, that is to say, you can't exert the strongest power of the emperor-level bloodline. Only the emperor-level bloodline that outlines the clan pattern can perfectly inspire the emperor. The power of the first-class bloodline."

"Then how can I outline the clan pattern?" Hatake Shuowen asked the system in his head curiously.

"Thirty thousand points, I can help Host outline your emperor bloodline to outline the strongest nine-stroke clan pattern, once the clan pattern is outlined, not only the power can be increased, and even the duration of the host’s clan pattern will be greatly improved. Ascension, it may take more than twice as long as the power of the host you simply turn on the blood." The system explained to Hatake Shuowen.

"Well, thirty thousand is thirty thousand. In this way, my strength will be greatly improved, and I no longer have to worry about the lack of time in the battle." Hatake Shuowen solemnly said to the system in his head.

"Host, please bear it. If the power of the bloodline is extracted and drawn into the family pattern, this process will be abnormally painful." After the system prompted Hatake Shuowen, there was no more sound.

"Pain? If I can't even bear this kind of pain, how can I become the master of the ninja world?" Hatake Shuowen's eyes were full of ruthlessness.

Since ancient times, if you want to be a strong person, you have to be cruel to others, but also to yourself.

A silver light gradually appeared on Hatake Shuowen's body, but soon the light disappeared, followed by the sound of skin cracking, droplets of blood seeping out of Hatake Shuowen's skin.

"what!"

Hatake Shuowen yelled, and there was severe pain all over his body. The pain of Ultimate made Hatake Shuowen's body tremble slightly.

More and more blood flowed out, and after a few blinks of an eye, Hatake, I became a "blood man!"

"receive!"

The sound of system machinery resounded throughout the room.

"Gather!"

The blood on Hatake Shuowen's body gradually began to gather on Hatake Shuowen's own back, and the blood slid across Hatake Shuowen's back little by little.

Hatake Shuowen's back was scarred wherever the blood had passed.

After the first scar was formed on Hatake Shuowen's back, the blood continued to scribble down, but the speed slowed down a lot.

It turns out that the speed at which each clan pattern is drawn is different. As the more clan patterns are drawn, the more difficult it is and the longer it takes. This is the nine-stroke clan pattern. Ten Thousand Years is also hard to come up with a reason.

One day passed in the blink of an eye while practicing, and Hatake Shuowen was awakened by the system in his head.

"I'll go, no, it hurts, I need to rest." Hatake Shuowen opened his eyes and exhaled a few deep breaths.

"System! Did you help me outline the nine-stroke family pattern in one day?" Hatake Shuowen asked the system in his head curiously.

"No, even with the help of the system, at most Host, you can draw one family pattern a day at most, and it will take at least half a month to draw the nine-stroke pattern." The system directly answered Hatake Shuowen. The problem.

"It's okay, haste means nothing, I have time." Hatake Shuowen nodded and stood up from the ground.

The blood on his body dries up all night and solidified on Hatake Shuowen's body.

"Let's find a place to take a shower first. The dirty stuff in this body is really uncomfortable." Hatake Shuowen said depressedly.

Hatake Shuowen walked out of the wooden house he had built and walked directly to the river 500 away.

"It's still early. According to yesterday's observations, the two little ghosts should not come until the afternoon, so there is no problem with me staying here in the morning." Hatake Shuowen stood beside the river and thought silently.

"Plop~"

After Hatake Shuowen took off his imperial robe and clothes, he dived into the creek.

"Cool!"

Hatake Shuowen got out of the creek, floating on the creek and sighed loudly.

Ten minutes later, Hatake Shuowen walked out of the creek, put on his clothes again, and began to sit beside the creek to meditate and practice.

A faint milky white light began to emerge on the body, which is a manifestation of meteoric heartitis at play.

Unconsciously, it was noon, and Hatake Shuowen also clearly felt that the vindictiveness in his body had risen again, and he was only one step away from breaking through the Seven Star Fighting King.

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