Konoha: I Am Super Talented

That night, when it was time for dinner, Kushina returned home on time.

"Kushina, you're back!

Come and eat! "

Zhenyang, who had an apron wrapped around his waist, looked up and greeted her with a smile.

"Wow!

It smells so good!

Dad's cooking is so good! "

Kushina sniffed with her little nose and squinted her eyes in satisfaction. She looked at Zhenyang and praised him in a crisp voice.

She was about to walk over to eat.

Tsunade, who had appeared out of nowhere, suddenly reached out and pulled her back.

"Wait a minute!

Kushina, you just came back from cultivation. You have to wash your hands before you eat!

Do you understand? "

Tsunade said earnestly behind her.

Hearing this, Kushina immediately lowered her head.

"Oh!

I understand! "

She looked at the dining table longingly and finally walked slowly to the bathroom reluctantly.

After washing her hands, she quickly ran over and sat on her own stool. Looking at the delicious food on the table in front of her, her big eyes lit up and she was eager to eat.

Seeing her like this, Zhenyang could not help but shake his head and laugh.

"0097" was such a little foodie!

Since everyone had arrived, Zhenyang did not say anything more and the family began to enjoy dinner.

After a day of cultivation, Kushina was obviously starving. When she heard that it was time to eat, she immediately picked up a large piece of meat and a big mouthful of rice. Her mouth was stuffed full, just like a little hamster!

Seeing that she was eating too quickly, Tsunade quickly handed her a glass of water and patted her back gently. There was a hint of blame in her eyes.

"Kushina, eat slowly!

Aren't you afraid of choking?

Drink some water! "

She took the glass and drank it in one gulp. When the food entered her stomach, Kushina's originally bloated little face returned to its original state.

Kushina gently exhaled, raised her head, looked at Tsunade, and smiled sweetly.

"Thank you, Mom!"

Tsunade rubbed her little head and looked at her with some anger. "Listen to Mom. Don't eat so quickly next time, okay?"

Kushina lowered her head and felt wronged. "But … Dad's cooking is so delicious!

I can't help it!

That's why I ate so quickly! "

Hearing this reason, Zhenyang's smile widened. He quickly spoke up for his precious daughter.

"Kozuna, stop talking about Kushina!

Do you still remember the first time you ate my cooking?

That's no different from Kushina! "

"Ah!

Is this true? "

Kushina immediately raised his head and looked at Tsunade curiously when he heard the word "Eight Trigrams."

"Shut up!"

Tsunade turned her head and glared at Zhenyang.

Tsunade's face turned red as she recalled the scene back then. She looked a little embarrassed.

He pretended to cough and turned to look at Kushina as if nothing had happened. "Even if Zhenyang's cooking is delicious, you still have to be careful!

Otherwise, what if you get a stomachache? "

"Hey!

How is it possible that the things I made … "Zhenyang was about to refute, but Tsunade shot him a death stare and shut him up.

Looking at Tsunade's dignified aura, Kushina subconsciously shrank his neck and nodded weakly.

"I got it!"

During the meal, Kushina happily shared today's harvest with her family.

Especially today, she met Might Dai.

After hearing this, Zhenyang's face showed a hint of interest.

"Oh?

This is quite interesting!

Might Dai? "

Kushina suddenly remembered something and looked at Zhenyang expectantly.

"Dad, why can't Dai use ninjutsu?

What's the reason? "

Zhenyang thought about it and shook his head.

"I'm not too sure about that. I haven't met him yet, so I can't give you an answer!"

"Daddy, can you take a look at Brother Dai?

He's so pitiful! "

Kushina looked at Zhenyang with a frown on her face.

Zhenyang ruffled her hair and smiled. "Of course!

You guys will be training at the back of the mountain tomorrow, right? I'll go with you! "

"Yay!" Kushina raised her hands in the air and cheered.

Soon, it was the afternoon of the next day.

After school, Zhenyang and Kushina walked toward the back of the mountain together.

They arrived at the top of the mountain.

Before they even got close to the training ground, the two of them heard a hot-blooded shout.

"Today's goal is to do 5,000 handstand push-ups, 10,000 squats, 5,000 squats with weights …

"Push-ups completed!

Next, squats, one, two, three … "

Kushina tugged at Zhenyang's shirt when she heard the voice.

"Daddy, that's Brother Dai's voice!

He spends most of his time here training!

He's really good! "

"Brother Dai is working so hard, but he still can't become a Chūnin. Besides, no one wants to team up with him. He's so pitiful. Daddy, please help him!"

Zhenyang's expression did not change when he heard the shout. He turned to Kushina and said,

"Kushina, go ahead and train!

I'll observe him for a while!

But don't tell him that I'm here. When the time comes, I'll show up! "

"Oh!"

Although Kushina did not understand what Zhenyang meant, he had never doubted Zhenyang's words. Hence, he just nodded and walked forward.

Watching Kushina leave, Zhenyang moved his feet and instantly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Zhenyang silently appeared on top of a big tree near the training ground.

He looked at the young man who was covered in green and had a watermelon hairstyle. Zhenyang's eyes flashed with a strange light.

Although he was a little surprised by his clothes, it was not his main concern.

Under his watchful eyes, he watched Might's training process.

After some time, when the sun went down and Kushina had left, Zhenyang did not appear.

After Kushina left, Might Dai remained. He gritted his teeth and waved his arms with great difficulty, practicing his physical skills meticulously.

After another hour, he finally ran out of energy. He dragged his tired body and slowly walked down the mountain.

Nodding slightly, Zhenyang's eyes flickered, and he disappeared in an instant.

For the next week, Zhenyang came to the back of the mountain every day to watch the two practice.

With Might Dai's help, Zhenyang noticed that Kushina's physical skills had improved by leaps and bounds this week. He had even defeated the most talented student in the class, Namikaze Minato, in a recent combat class.

The main reason why she improved so quickly was because of Might Dai's help.

After a few days of observation, Zhenyang had some understanding of Might Dai's situation.

Indeed, just as Kushina said, Kuroto had also asked the teachers in the school about Kushina's situation. The teachers who taught him also said that Kushina's talent in controlling Chakra was a mess, and this was also the reason why he couldn't successfully release ninjutsu!

After learning about this, Zhenyang also wanted to help.

When it came to controlling power, it really depended on one's talent. For example, his current Chakra control power was unique. It was several levels higher than the others. No matter how hard they tried to catch up, it was impossible for them to reach his current level!

But even so, among all the ninjas Zhenyang had met, Might Dai's control could be said to be the lowest.

After all, he could not even release the most basic Three Body Technique. This kind of control could be said to be incurable.

This alone completely blocked his path of development in ninjutsu 1.0.

But perhaps it was because of this that he was able to devote himself wholeheartedly to the practice of Taijutsu. For years, whether it was windy or rainy, he was able to do it regardless of wind or rain.

It was because of his perseverance that his body was able to become so strong after a long period of tempering!

Unknowingly, just in terms of physical fitness, he had now reached the standard of Elite Chunin.

Maybe in a few years, he would be able to successfully break through to Jōnin.

Seeing Might Dai's performance, Zhenyang had a faint understanding in his heart.

If ninjas like Minato and Kushina could be regarded as geniuses among Jōnin, then Might Dai could also be called a genius.

But unlike the former, he was a hardworking genius.

So what if he had no talent?

So what if his Chakra control was not enough?

So what if he could only practice Taijutsu?

As long as he had the heart to become stronger, even if it was just Taijutsu, he could reach the peak of Jōnin.

His perseverance was as strong as a rock.

Zhenyang's eyes flashed, and an idea faintly emerged in his mind.