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"One!" Uehara paced back and forth on the flat and simple training ground holding a ninja sword, his clear slogan resounding throughout the training ground.

"Drink!" Dozens of children of various sizes were wielding knives at the wooden stakes. After wielding the knives for a day, they were already exhausted, but no one was willing to give up. Some of the first people to cut the wooden stakes were

Eat chicken legs.

"two!"

"Drink!" The slogans shouted by the children became weaker and weaker. Uehara was not going to pity them. He walked past a lazy kid and slapped him on the back with a scabbard, which made the kid grin.

Almost crying.

Having learned swordsmanship skills from different schools, Uehara's swordsmanship is somewhat accomplished, but he has learned a lot of it. He is good at both long and short swords. He has mastered some swordsmanship suitable for ninja combat, and he has also mastered the swordsmanship suitable for samurai combat.

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This group of children probably didn't have much skills in chakra training, so Uehara handed over Wushin Ryu from the Land of Iron to them.

He asked a very sensible little guy who was also the best at swordsmanship to help shout slogans. His nose felt itchy, and Uehara hurriedly left.

"What's wrong with you?" Murakami happened to ask Uehara about something, and he could hear Uehara's weak breathing.

"He lost a lot of blood..." Huajiao, who was supporting Cunxiabu, looked at Uehara with some fear.

"It's okay." Uehara raised his head and answered Murakami, "Hey, why did you come to see me?" Uehara always wanted to call Murakami Uzumaki, but the guy resisted, so Uehara had to give up.

The blind Po has a strong sense of perception, but he was surprised that a ninja sneaked into the town without him noticing.

One reason is that Shinano Town is being rebuilt and the flow of people is too large, making it difficult to monitor the entire town. The other reason is that the ninjas who sneaked into the town have means to counteract mental perception.

The place where traces of the enemy were found was the granary that Uehara considered to be the most important one. One hundred samurai who came from Tano Kuni were stationed here to guard around the clock. Food was the lifeline of Shinano Town. Not only were more and more people approaching four thousand people every day.

A huge amount of food is consumed every day, and the engineering team building water conservancy in the Land of Earth will also arrive. At that time, the need will be even more urgent. Although Uehara has already reserved food from passing caravans, it will take a long time to transport it here from various countries.

A long time.

The old man Murakata gave Uehara a note, and Uehara took it in confusion. The note said, "We have been helping you for a long time. We carried the wood, split it, and then made it into a fence. We also

We carried stones, a lot of stones. But we didn’t eat much, so we took three bags of food, hahahaha..."

The handwriting was quite neat, but at first glance it was written by a child. There was no sense of flowing fluidity. It was just a very deliberate stroke, with no connecting strokes. At the end of the note, there was a big smiley face, which made Uehara even more serious.

Speculations about the other party being one or more children.

If the opponent can run here and put down a note, then other things such as poisoning can also be done. It seems that the defense here has a fatal flaw.

The samurai were very elite, and Uehara couldn't defeat even half of them with only sword skills and no chakra. Moreover, they were sent by the teacher to help him, so it was hard for Uehara to blame them.

"Any other discoveries?" Uehara asked with a frown.

"No." The old man in the village shook his head, "Does the food need to be moved?"

"No need." Uehara waved his hand to stop it. So far, a warehouse has been built. There is so much rain in the Rain Country, and there is no place to dry the food if it gets damp. It will definitely become moldy.

"Hey, how about you stay here tonight?"

"Ah?" Bu was stunned for a moment, "...Okay."

Uehara thought about what happened when he was a child. He was afraid of people stealing watermelons in the watermelon field. When he was a child, he slept in the field with his grandfather and looked at the melons. There were many rats, but he had never seen the legendary scorpion...

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As the leading Jonin, one of the three people in the team was missing. However, neither the clan nor the Third Hokage had sent the third student over, so Hinata didn't bother to ask.

As a teacher, Hyuga Minato has lost to her students in cooking, which is not good.

The decapitating sword is used to chop people, but a certain Iwa nin discovered the special function of the broken sword in cooking food. Hinata Zhen demonstrated that it is quite useful.

There was no fish to eat at today's picnic. Hinata and the others traveled far and wide before hunting down a wild boar.

The battle in Konoha not long ago was earth-shattering. The territorial animals were frightened and fled. If nothing happens, there will not even be mice in Konoha for a long time to come.

Byakugan is the most suitable for reconnaissance. The three of them took bows and arrows and easily shot the wild boar to death. The bows and arrows they made themselves were very poor in strength and accuracy. The stronger Hinata actually broke the bow.

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When fighting with the Mist Ninja Swordsmen, there was a group of samurai who fought with bows and arrows. After they were all killed, there were a lot of bows and arrows left. Those bows and arrows were all collected by Uehara. Hyuga Nana looked down on those things. Now he regrets it.

Already.

It doesn't take long to hunt a wild boar, but it takes a long time to run back with a wild boar on your back. If the blood is not bled in time, all the blood of the wild boar will be absorbed into the meat, so the meat will not be fresh and will not taste good when grilled.

Hizashi and Hizu had very troubled expressions. They had tried many times, but they still couldn't achieve the level of no blood smell required by the teacher.

"No, try mine." Hinata gave a large piece of cooked meat to Hizashi and Hizashi, and grilled it himself.

The beheading sword was placed on Hinata's body, and he often used it as a wooden dummy.

A few months ago, he hit the same spot with his decapitating sword more than a thousand times before he could break it. With continuous practice and study of soft fist techniques, now, the decapitating sword has become Hinata's weapon.

A target to test one's own attack power. It takes a thousand bombardments to break the decapitating sword. In the original work, Kirabi, the eight-tailed jinchuriki, can use thunder chakra and one sword to cut off the broken sword.

"Hey, teacher," Hizashi pointed to his forehead, "Teacher, you are from the Zong family, why is there a caged bird?"

"Oh," Hinata touched his forehead and smiled bitterly, "I once had a quarrel with my father. At that time, I chased Uehara and just returned from the Land of Rain. After that, I thought that the gap between the branch family and the main family...

Half of the branch families cannot protect half of the clan's idiots. If I were asked to choose my subordinates, I would not want those from the clan. A curse seal should not become a fate that has been destined to be inescapable..."

Hyuga is one of the few people who does not pay attention to the dispute between the main family and the branch family. The caged bird on his head is tattooed with anger. Some of the rigid Hyuga clan members cannot stand him because of this, but Hyuga is not.

He has gained the favor of most of the Hyuga clan. If Hinata wants to be the head of the family in the future, he will probably encounter very little resistance. With his status as a clan and the mark of a caged bird, Hyuga will probably be able to easily unite the increasingly estranged clan members.

"It's very pretty." Hizashi touched his chin and envied the caged bird mark on Hinata's forehead. "I want one too."

"Then I want it too." Hizashi agreed with Hizashi's words.

Hinata laughed dumbly, "No need to fight." He held the heads of the two little guys with both hands, "One of you two will become the clan leader, and the other will become the clan leader of the branch family."

"You have to work hard, the weaker one is likely to become the one who separates the family." Hinata rubbed the heads of the two little guys hard.

Staring into the distance, Hinata pondered for a long time. Uehara said that he wanted to be the fourth Tsuchikage. That guy was so stupid, but just like that. I don’t know how he did it. Now even Konohagakure knows that Iwagakure has a third

The Yondaime candidate Kage. I am better than that guy, so there is no reason why I can't do what I think is difficult.

There was a time when Hinata was nicknamed the Fourth Hokage, but later, the turmoil gradually calmed down.

"Hinata, there will no longer be family separation." Hinata murmured, and his eyes gradually became firm.

"Here." Hinata took out a paintbrush and gestured with a smile, "I'll paint it for you."

"Draw for me first!" Hizashi got in front of Hizashi.

It is best not to compare people. The first stroke of Hinata's strokes was crooked, and the color of the pen was wrong. The more Hinata made corrections, the uglier the drawing became. In the end, Hizashi and Hizashi disliked each other with their foreheads on each other's foreheads.

The pattern on my forehead is ugly, but I don’t know that the pattern on my forehead is equally ugly.

"Sorry, I'm not good at these." Hinata put away the pen in embarrassment, "But I have a friend who is good at it. He can use different paints to create various colors. Of course, the paintings are also very beautiful."

Saying that, Hinata put his hand into his backpack and fumbled for a while, then took out a small notebook, spread it out gently, and showed it to the two brats, "That's the guy." Hinata pointed at the screen with his finger.

two figures in.

After the battle with the Mist Ninja Swordsmen, Uehara drew this picture. Hyuga Nana carrying a decapitating sword. Uehara carrying a blasting sword. There were no traces of blood or corpses under his feet, but only the golden beach with a blue background.

sea, blue sky and white seabirds.

"Wow," said Hizu, who has never been to the sea. "Did Teacher go to the sea?"

"That's right." Hinata replied, "But speaking of Uehara, this guy seems to be dying. I want to save him. Do you two want to go?"

"Go!" Rizu and Rizu said in unison, neither of them willing to be left behind.

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A week has passed, and the training ground designated as "Uehara-ryu Dojo" has not changed much, but the children have become much better. Some people have been injured in the mutual competition, which shows that they can initially use the ninja sword and exert their strength.

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"Now, I will give you my most proud skill - Yan Hui." Uehara stood barefoot on the training ground, and the children leaned on each other shoulder to shoulder and formed a circle around Uehara.

"This is a technique that maximizes strength and speed," Uehara bent down and squatted on the ground in a motion similar to kneeling on one knee. However, his knees did not touch the ground, but left a certain gap.

"Yan Hui!!" With a powerful sweep, Uehara quickly spun with one foot for support and the other. His whole body flew high into the sky like a whirlwind, completing a 180-degree turn in the air. Uehara was on top of his head.

His feet rushed down, the blade pointing straight at the ground.

Uehara fell extremely fast, and with a click, a stone the size of an egg was cut in half in the middle by a ninja sword that shot straight down from the sky.

Before the children could cheer, Uehara hit the ground hard.

"Uehara-sensei!"

"what happened?!"

"Go and call the adults!"

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The children hurriedly picked up Uehara who had fallen to the ground. The unconscious Uehara looked pale, and gurgling blood kept flowing out of his nostrils, mouth, eyes and ears. It was very scary.

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"Hey," I heard someone whispering in my ear very clearly, saying that he was taking Yuan with him and leaving. He went to find a medical ninja to treat him. Uehara held Uzumaki's hand tightly, "I have an appointment with a friend.

Just stay here and don’t go anywhere…”

After spending a lot of chakra, I managed to wake Uehara up, but after saying a few words, he passed out again.

"Grandpa, what should I do? I have run out of chakra?" Looking at Uehara who was still bleeding from his seven orifices, Uehara, who was not a medical ninja, felt helpless to ask his grandfather for help.

Murakami's eyes were cloudy and uncertain. He always thought that he and Bu were coerced by Uehara. A young man would follow a person for his whole life just because of a word. Murakami had experienced too much and had spent seven years in the dangerous ninja world.

In the past twelve years, I have seen too much darkness.

"This time it seems to be much more serious than before," Murakami said. A piece of kunai was exposed in Murakami's sleeve, and his eyes became colder. "Besides, the samurai went to pick up the caravan, and they are not here."

After saying these incomprehensible words, Murakami Chi slowly moved towards the lying Uehara.

"Grandpa?" Bu couldn't understand what Murakami said. He felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird.

With a ding sound, the kunai really slid across Uehara's neck. A shiny metallic neck guard was exposed under the torn cloth. The sound startled Murakami.

Seeing that Uehara didn't wake up, Murakami moved the kunai to another place, this time on the chest. The kunai stabbed down hard, and there was another "ding" sound, bastard, what did it hit again this time?? Murakami

My hands were shaking.

When he wiped the sweat from his forehead with trembling hands, when he looked again, the ground was completely shrouded in shadow, and Uehara was gone.

"Grandpa, since I have become a ninja, it is impossible for me to have a peaceful life. If I kill Uehara-kun, we will meet more powerful guys. Moreover, he gives me snacks every day... As a subordinate, Uehara-kun...

…He’s like my brother.”

Finally, the shadow disappeared, and no matter how much Murakita shouted, there was no response. He collapsed on the ground.

After a long time, someone knocked open the heavy iron door in the basement.

"Grandpa, is Uehara here?" Hyuga Nana with white pupils stood in the beam of light coming from the basement exit, looking like an evil ghost.

The beheading sword was so heavy that it bent Murakami's waist when it pressed on Murakami's shoulders. The circular gap of the beheading sword was stuck on his neck. As long as Hinata turned the beheading sword, his head would be easily broken.

was cut off.

"Tell me, where did he go?" Hinata frowned as the old man looked at the situation and said nothing.

"Byakugan!" After opening his eyes, Hinata saw a black chakra appear in the corner, and he was about to walk over with a decapitating sword.

"I don't know who you are," Bu slowly emerged from the shadow, carrying Uehara on his back, "Uehara-kun doesn't want to leave here, he said he is waiting for his friends."

"That friend he was talking about... I am!" With a swipe, Hinata launched her teleportation technique and flew over, carrying Uehara with one hand and squeezing Bu's throat with the other, knocking Murakami to the ground.

Hit the wall.

"Kid, your chakra is very special." Hinata pinned Murakami to the wall with his hands, making a big hole in the wall. "What is your identity?"

"Subordinates." Murakami said with difficulty, "Subordinates of Lord Uehara."