Naruto: I, the Godfather of Konoha, the Unparalleled in the Ninja World

The drunkard teacher only gave them 10 minutes to discuss tactics, which was definitely not enough for Kato to finish the past.

Jing Yan and White Fang did not intend to let others remember the pain, and the topic quickly returned to the word "tactical".

"Guys, I have a plan that I don't say will succeed, but at least I can pass." Jing Yan raised his hand and said.

It is said that it would be better to let Kato cut off this kind of "old student" conductor, but this person is obviously not in a high mood, so Jing Yan can only go on his own.

Fortunately, in the few days after all the skills were full, because he was bored, he really thought about the tactics tested by this squad.

It is that the imaginary enemy always inexplicably becomes a regimental hide....

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When the ten minutes came, the three returned to Senju Mountain on time.

Qianshou Mountain was leaning against the edge of the tree to sleep, the snoring was heaven-shaking, and Jing Yan was about to find another stone, but the other party's voice sounded.

"Little scoundrel, trying to smash me again?" The voice is noticeably clearer.

Jing Yan was stunned and shrugged his innocence.

Qianjushan raised the wine gourd, this time did not blow at the mouth of the bottle, but shook it at the three people, listening to the sound, it seemed that there were quite a few in it.

"Before I finish this bottle, you three need to snatch this thing away from me. As you can see, there are two bottles, and the one who didn't grab it in the end... Hehe, you can go back to the ninja school directly to find a teacher, I don't have the energy to teach waste.

"Now, you can get started."

After Qianshoushan finished speaking, he didn't even bother to get up, sat by the tree and opened the wine gourd, and drank it 'all the time'.

Not to mention, although it still smells of alcohol, it looks like a teacher.

"Up!"

Jing Yan let out a low roar, and the three of them immediately took out their weapons and launched a charge.

Senjushan, who raised his head to drink, glanced at it with afterlight and then withdrew his gaze, slowly putting down the wine jug, not even bothering to twist the lid.

"The body plus two shadow doppelgangers attacked, and the remaining two people attacked behind my side... Hey, how is it similar to those Uchiha gangs, they don't have the temperament of my Thousand Hands clan at all? "

Bang!

Qianbenshan's free hand slapped on the ground, and he didn't see his seal, and three earthen walls appeared between the two sides.

"This is the dirt flow wall? Nima... What about printing! Jing Yan was shocked in his heart, the people of the Thousand Hands clan like to bully people like to be so bullied?

A LV5 spiral pill was ready on the spot, and Jing Yan smashed directly into the earthen wall in the middle.

Rumble!!!!

The earthen wall shattered, and the spiral pill was even more powerful, and he was now only one meter away from the drunkard teacher!

But at this time, Jing Yan's heart suddenly sounded alarm, and his pupils shrank and he quickly retreated!

During the retreat, the hand did not dare to stop, the spiral pill dissipated and quickly froze, and at the moment of landing, the poof-body turned into a wooden stake in the white smoke, and Jing Yan retreated 10 meters away, with a shocked face.

I saw that the ground was already covered with earth thorns, and even the two earthen walls before were covered with spikes, and the two shadow doppelgangers had been dissipated by the hole!

"Yo, you can even dodge, you can be a little scoundrel."

Qianbenshan sat up slightly straight, his eyes playful, and his tone provocative.

Jing Yan was shocked.

This drunkard left his hand on him, and the speed of the two shadow doppelgangers "died" much faster than his own body, and the other party obviously saw through his disguise.

This is nothing, even if there is no Sharingan/White Eye blessing, his transformation technique is only LV3 after all, and the difference in movement is still very large.

In the end, this basic skill is of little use after all.

But what made Jing Yan's heart beat faster was that this person's soil escape... This is also called Tudun!?

Didn't see his imprint at all, or did he not have a mark at all? Isn't it better to make a seal in advance, three earthen walls and two thorns + this earth spear covered with dirt, this doesn't look like a technique?

"This guy's attainment in Tudun, I'm afraid it's already... Hey, why did the second generation find me a dirt dun thousand hands? Jing

Yan made a few gestures in succession and began to seal the seal, and he had to change tactics.

It's not that I didn't think that the second master personally went out, and the Hokage apprentice was +3, and in the face of this kind of boss-level opponent who obviously couldn't be beaten, he could only do his best.

Swish!

The two old six shots in the dark did not launch, but there was no technical content, Senjushan didn't even bother to look, raised the wine jug and was about to take a sip but moved, huh? The sound is not right, and there is no detonation charm connected to it?

It's a bit of a mess, little ghosts, the use of detonators in informal places in the village causes damage, as if it is a fine ....

He didn't want to see the Konoha Guard Guards!

Senjushan cocked his little finger, and was about to raise the wall to resist, but the action paused, listening to the sound to distinguish things, it turned out that what was connected to Ku Wu was a smoke bomb.

"Hey, the smell of Uchiha turned out to be stronger." With his little finger down, Senjushan frowned and drank without moving his position, and the two shots were not left and one right was inserted beside him.

Kato let out a sigh, his task was completed, and it was up to them to do the rest.

Why is he a smokebomb thrower in all tactics?

"Up!" Jing Yan roared low and charged again.

The White Fang rushed into the smoke one step ahead of him, Ping——!

The short soldiers met, the white fang did not love the battle, and could not fight, the figure immediately flew out upside down, but gave Jing Yan a definite look.

"Then it's stable!" Jing Yan's confidence immediately increased, Chakra gushed, Little Superman mode, open!

For this, it is definitely impossible to fight, but there is no dangerous "battle" itself, not even a duel, unilaterally abused, at best, a show.

If you want to win, it is impossible.

You can only consider losing a little dashingly.

There are also many places that can be used, such as the other party's underestimation of the enemy and carelessness, but the most important thing is the poor information.

The strength of the other party is very clear: it is absolutely impossible to fight.

But the other party doesn't know how strong he is!

White Fang's knife did his best, and Jing Yan believed that he could cut a knife that could be called "amazing" at this age.

If nothing else, the other party will be a little more serious, but definitely not too serious.

As long as the white fang's knife can make the other party have a certain psychological bias, it is outrageous enough to think that such a knife skill genius appears, then it will be okay!

Because the current Jing Yan is a little superman! Little genius or above!

Zila -

thunder and lightning are all over the body, and the physical attribute directly soars to one hundred and thirteen!

Jing Yan rushed into the smoke, the long knife lifted and slashed down fiercely, and he almost shouted "Don't hide"!

And yet....

"This is a bit of a thousand hands... Engage in so many and some of them, can't it be finished by cutting directly?

Jing Yan faintly seemed to hear a mutter.

And then... Peng——！

A blow to the unpretentious brain collapsed and bounced on the back of Jing Yan's head accurately, and if you compare it carefully, it was the same as the position where he smashed the Thousand Hands Mountain before using a stone...

Peng！

There was another muffled sound, and Jing Yan's Thunder Chakra Mode was directly dispersed!

He smashed to the ground and pounced on the street for nearly 5 meters.

"Okay, don't bother."

Qianshou Mountain patted the non-existent smoke on his body, and with a wave of his big hand, all the purple smoke around him was blown away.

"Come out, give you another eight hundred years and not my opponent, you... You guys, barely qualified. "

I'll be here today, tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning... Nine...... Ten...... Bring your bento box and meet at the lower reaches of the Changtong River at noon! "