Naruto: Survive to the end and send everyone away

Early the next morning, before dawn, Mitsuki and Little Golden Bean and Kaori were pulled out of the bed by Hachiki Shuomao and said that they would be given special training.

So, they followed Qimu Shuomao to a clearing.

"I borrowed this clearing from Mizukage as a place for your training. Hachiki Shuomao rubbed the hilt of the knife with his fingertips and looked at March: "Takumi should have already told you that you can't use secret techniques anymore."

March nodded with sleepy eyes.

"Okay, I see that you have already practiced sword qi, learn sword from me in the next month, as for what you can learn, it depends on your talent.

As soon as these words came out, March's eyes lit up instantly, you must know that Qimu Shuomao's knife skills are very powerful, even if he is not taught Qimu knife skills, just pointing, then his knife skills will improve by leaps and bounds.

"How many times do you usually swing your knife?"

"I haven't counted this, and I usually stop when I lose my strength."

Qimu Shuomao nodded: "That's it, you can swing a thousand times every morning, and then practice the moves."

March nodded, indicating that she understood.

"Kaori, your opponent is Ghost Lantern Mochizuki, but you don't have a thunder attribute chakra, so during this time, you should practice the Blood Wheel Eye Illusion, as well as Fire Escape, raise the temperature of the fire, and make him boil even if he can't become water vapor.

Kaori nodded obediently and said yes.

"As for the ...... of Watergate"

Qimu Shuomao looked at Xiao Jindou, a little difficult, after all, his opponent is Luo Sha, who can attack or defend, can be single-handedly or group-attacked, can be a warrior in close combat, and can be a mage from a distance, and the difference between the two is a few years, these ages also represent their difference in combat experience, in short, Xiao Jindou can't beat Luo Sha.

Xiao Jindou also knew that he couldn't beat Luo Sha at all: "Lord Qimu, I plan to admit defeat directly in the battle." "

Ah, why?" Kaori looked at the little golden bean standing beside her in surprise.

"Although I am very unwilling, I know that with my current strength, I can't beat him at all, so admitting defeat is the best choice. Little Golden Bean explained.

Qimu Shuomao nodded, stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his head: "Indeed, your choice is correct, this is just an exam, and it is not a task, so give up when you should give up."

"You're very fast, and your physical skills are good, so keep practicing, and as for ninjutsu, choose your favorite and develop it to the extreme." With that

, Hachiki Shuomao took out several weights from his arms and tied them to the legs and arms of the three people in turn.

"Hmm, it's heavy. Kaori frowned, raising her feet uncomfortably, but only a little.

"It must be fifty or sixty pounds. Little Golden Bean estimated the weight.

March felt as if her legs were stuck in the ground, and her hands fell into a panic, as if she would be lying on the ground in the next second.

"Alright. Qimu Shuomao patted the non-existent dust on his hands: "Next, you take this with you every day, whether it is eating, sleeping or bathing, don't take it off."

"To get you used to it, we're not going to run today, just walk around and throw the target, I'm going to see the others." "What Sakumo Hachiki is talking about is the companion who was eliminated before, and he was arrested and sent to training the day after they were eliminated.

"Oh, yes. Hachiki Shuomao turned around and walked two steps, then remembered something, turned back to Mitsuki and said, "I have already reported to Mizukage about the Taketori clan, Mizukage promised to discipline them well, and he also lined up people from the dark department to protect you in secret, so don't worry." "

Thank you, Uncle Hagi. "

There is a high top when the sky falls, and when you are in danger, you can find the flag tree.

March looked down at the weight tied to his wrist, what did Hachiki Sakumo say to himself before

?Oh, swing the knife a thousand times a day in the morning, or carry this thing?!!

is that a thousand strokes really not the sum of a week?

It must be the sum, it must be.

"Ahh

On the other side, Kojindou and Kaori also adapted to the weight and practiced shooting on the side.

Soon, the clothes and hair of the three were wet with sweat, and their arms were also squirming and aching.

Whenever Kanedou and Kaori stopped to rest for a while, they would see March still wielding a knife over there, and if it weren't for the fact that the knife was shaking like Parkinson's, they would have thought that March was a dummy.

At noon, the white fog dissipated, and the scorching sun shone on the wet land.

The originally humid and slightly cool temperature was directly stuffy by the sun, and the humidity was still unabated, making people so stuffy that they couldn't breathe.

Hagi Shuomao came to the temporary training ground with three lunch boxes and saw three people standing under the shade of a tree.

One of them swung his knife while counting, and the other two threw the kunai in their hands at the target, and then dragged the thin wire to pull the kunai back and throw it out.

Qimu Shuomao shook his head amusedly, but he didn't reprimand them, it was already a great thing to be able to start a small training when they were carrying so many weights, not to mention that they were only a little over ten years old.

“997... 998... 999... 1000 !!"

clang, the knife was thrown directly to the ground, and March sat on the ground, panting, and a snowflake in front of him looked like the TV was malfunctioning.

When March swung more than 800 times, his arms hurt so badly that his tears flowed out.

He felt the pain in his hands and arms as if they were being torn, and his brain couldn't control them, and it didn't feel like he was his own.

"Well done. Hagi sat cross-legged across from March, opening the bento box, and the aroma of food went straight into his nose and his stomach rattled.

Knowing that his arms hurt so much that he couldn't lift them, he picked up a piece of tempura and fed it to March's mouth.

March is not pretentious, he bites down in one bite, and then his eyes light up again.

He swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Sakushige Hachiki with sparkling eyes: "Where did you buy this?

It's delicious!"

Sakumo Hachiki took another piece of sushi and stuffed it into March's mouth.

"I didn't buy it, I borrowed it from the hotel's kitchen. These are all kinds of seafood bento, and I have been eating too much seafood lately, and I always feel that I have a fishy smell on my body.

Hachiki looked at March's bulging mouth like a squirrel, and wondered if his son would also be like a cute squirrel when eating.