Naruto: This Uchiha wants to return to his ancestor Otsuki

Chapter 55 Complete Victory

Throughout the afternoon, Abuchi and Shisui patrolled Konoha Hidden Village according to the established route.

Today's mission went extremely smoothly, and no illegal or criminal incidents were encountered.

In the pavilion on the edge of the village, the two of them were temporarily doing repairs.

Yuan took a gulp of water and looked at Namyeontang, which was dozens of meters away.

The monks were sitting cross-legged in the square doing evening classes. Behind them in the hall was a wooden frame covered by a huge red curtain.

Occasionally, the breeze blows, and the style of the death mask can be vaguely seen, with a total of twenty-seven masks in three rows and nine columns.

Yuan has recalled the position and style of the nine-tailed seal in his mind thousands of times.

As for the Namyeon Hall, there is a small area of ​​lush and cold pine trees, and a two-story wooden dormitory building is located in it.

There are few residential buildings around, and the main road leading to the Hokage Building is very close.

Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and restored all the details in the illusion space with a flick of his eyes.

When working, he no longer observes and thinks as usual, and is Yuan's rigorous and reliable 'junior'.

Separated by dozens of meters, Yuan and Uchiha Inari formed a seal of opposition.

Under the streetlight outside the window, silent ripples of space rippled, and Obito wearing an orange spiral mask appeared in the darkness.

Yuan bent down and stuffed the plastic bottle into the trash can on the floor, patting the lid of the bucket.

Inabi's three-magatama Sharingan, which was shaking at high speed, could instantly tell the speed and direction of the thrown ninja tool.

The ANBU ninja turned his head and looked around, but after a pause in the direction of Numian Hall, he quickly left.

Today is the internal training of the police force that Captain Fugaku has scheduled long ago

"Yes, Captain. This is an internal training of the police force, and it is related to the face of each unit."

Dao Huo no longer dared to underestimate this tribesman who had not yet opened his eyes.

Although they wanted to have fun, they were disappointed, but they were also laughing in their hearts.

"Okay Obito, let's make a decision. Are you going to train an Uchiha who is about the same age as you?"

It was a genjutsu application modeled on the 'Ranshen Chong' that converts chakra into electrons to interfere with brain signals.

Fugaku gave an order, and Yuan disappeared from the spot.

"Well, as expected, Obito, you are still a good boy."

…

Whether it was Long's performance last night or the strangeness he saw with his own eyes this morning.

After the group competition in Shuriken Jutsu and Fire Release Ninjutsu, there is a competition trial among the squad leaders.

At the end of the day's work, Yuan returned home, rubbing his brows "tiredly".

Fugaku stood in the center of the training ground with his arms folded. He expected that Yuan would be challenged.

"Or choose the younger two? After all, they are easier to master."

"team leader!"

Yuan and Zhishui talked about leaving.

Uchiha Takashi's heart was beating wildly, he knew!

Not only was he tricked by the illusion the day before yesterday, but the discomfort he felt in the past two days was also the fault of the captain.

"Sorry... I'm sorry, Captain. I was... ill and couldn't participate in the patrol mission yesterday."

"Do you have anything else? If not, just concentrate on this training."

"Let's go back, Shisui. Captain Fugaku has also arranged tomorrow's morning training."

"The eel is fried~"

However, the mouth of the barrel was deformed, and the plastic bottle bounced back after touching the edge of the twisted frame.

If Takashi is so submissive, is he still an Uchiha?

As the squad leader, his nephew needs reputation within the police force.

Dao Huo, who felt that he had a winning chance, stayed put and calmly held his thumb and index finger of his left hand in front of his mouth to spit out a fireball.

Uchiha Takashi looked surprised. He looked up and saw Yuan's steady eyes.

Yuan Zheng rose into the sky, and dozens of shurikens were thrown by him and shot down from mid-air.

Black Zetsu lurking in the soil asked in an inaudible voice.

Uchiha Takashi stood in front of Yuan with a pale face. His eyelids were drooped and he lacked the courage to look directly.

Yuan is also very interested in this, after all, the devil training in the illusion space is not as interesting as real combat.

Yuan buried his head in cooking as if nothing had happened.

Yuan nodded and threw the empty water bottle into the rubbish bin on the floor of the 'Red Carp'.

Grandma Obito was preparing dinner. Izumi, who was doing his homework, raised his head and glared at Yuan, his sworn brother, with a resentful look.

Is this a gentle warning? The captain didn't even open his Sharingan...

When Grandma Obito walked into the restaurant carrying a steaming pot, the strong aroma lingered in her nose.

Uchiha Inari, who was a little further away, paid attention to the situation of the third team after Yuan arrived at the scene.

Indescribable, while Uchiha Takashi felt humiliation in his heart, he also felt longing.

"Thank you for your understanding, captain. I have no problem. I can always... Huh?"

'Is it an illusion?'

After checking it several times, the ANBU ninja murmured.

As long as Uchiha Takashi recalls the scene at that time, he will be unable to control his emotions due to intermittent nerve impulses in his skull.

The captain who hasn't even opened his Sharingan is not as strong as Takashi.

He stared into the window and seemed to be able to feel the lively atmosphere.

"Then we have to do our best."

She had clearly promised to do ninjutsu training after school, but this 'busy man' actually beat me?

"This is an order."

When Tian Yuan warned Uchiha Takashi with the Blood Succession Illusion Technique, he also gave a psychological hint.

Zhisui saw Yuan waving hello from a distance.

Shisui introduced it as he walked.

However, the arrogant Captain Yuan of the third team was unable to use the instantaneous dodge in the air when faced with the basic 'Fireball Technique'.

Obito was silent for a while.

While taking the bowl and chopsticks to serve the white rice, Yuan Ruo turned his head and looked out the window with some feeling.

Nowadays, the only one who can make money in the family is this adopted brother, which makes Quan feel that he must grow up as soon as possible.

Beside him, several other members of the third team were talking coldly.

The lone street light was on, and there were no pedestrians.

On the side, members of the third team were talking in a low voice: "When did this kid Long change his face so quickly? A few days ago he was so fierce that he was looking for trouble. Why is he so docile today..."

"Daohuo! Yuan! Get out of the queue!"

Early the next morning, Uchiha Yuan dressed up and came to the training ground near the clan.

"Captain, it's almost time, we should go back."

The ordinary members of the third team had just lost to the fourth team by a narrow margin, when they heard Inami shouting that he wanted to challenge the captain Uchiha Abuchi, and a few of them once again wanted to have fun.

"Captain, Shisui is even worse than you. My clansmen who haven't opened their eyes, how about you do it yourself?"

Of course, Quan only dared to complain a little in his heart.

…

"Yes, Captain!"

With Fugaku's arrival, the police force's internal training officially began.

But Daohuo caught Yuan's figure. Above!

While raising his head, the seal of the fire ball in his hand has been completed and is about to be spit out.

Shisui glanced at the setting sun. He could return to the police building before dark. If he didn't work overtime, he could get off the early shift today.

This is a tradition passed down by the ethnic group from the Warring States Period, and it is also a necessary means to maintain the fighting strength of the ethnic group in relatively peaceful times.

Within the Uchiha clan, strength is the best prestige and reputation.

"Madara's plan is also my dream."

While feeling relieved, Yuan's eyes moved slightly, dispelling the illusion.

He directly opened the three Magatama Sharingan, although he did not see through the opponent's teleportation technique.

Sure enough, is fear of the unknown a human instinct?

"It doesn't matter. For ninjas, the body is equally important."

'So, it must not be an illusion.'

Now it seems that this member of the third team is actually afraid of himself.

It’s too ungraceful!

Uchiha Tiehuo, who was wearing the three magatama sharingan, said confidently.

He judged that after being disturbed by ninjutsu, the trajectories of these shuriken kunai would change, and accuracy could never be guaranteed.

"No, you should just watch from the sidelines and let me compete with him."

"Captain, I've taken note of what you just ordered. Are you going to compete with the new captain of the third team? The tribesmen who haven't opened the Sharingan can still be captured."

This illusion can be said to be the ninja world's version of 'spiritual pollution'.

A few minutes later, an ANBU ninja suddenly appeared in front of the trash can.

"Uchiha Yuan is too old. He may not be able to live longer than me. Let's try the youngest one first."

The high-temperature flames had not yet erupted, and Da Huo felt his throat tighten.

In my peripheral vision, I could see an inverted kunai stem pressing against my Adam's apple.

Yuan's steady voice sounded from behind.

"Uchiha Inari-senpai, captain of the fourth team, right? You have lost."

(End of chapter)