The Muscle God of the Uchiha

Then he understood.

It's not that it has too many flaws, it's that it has rough skin and thick flesh and doesn't bother to defend at all.

Itachi's fists and kicks hit Dan's body. Not only could he not break through his defense, but he felt like he had hit an iron plate. He was in terrible pain.

The difference in physical strength between the two is huge.

at this time.

He tightened his abdomen and lifted his chest, and then blew out in one breath.

Woohoo.

This breath turned into a strong wind in an instant, accompanied by a harsh roar, whipping up flying sand and rocks, hitting Itachi like a cannonball.

Violent and fierce.

This is not some kind of wind release ninjutsu, it is simply blowing out gas using the function of human lungs.

Itachi was caught off guard and was blown upside down, losing his balance in mid-air.

But he didn't panic at all. Instead, he quickly formed a tiger seal with his hands and opened his mouth to spray.

Art fire escape ho fireball.

call!

A scorching fireball fell from the sky and hit Duandang's head.

Fire defeats wind.

The breath that Duan blew out was actually used by Duan to increase the power of the fire ball, causing it to burn even more violently.

Itachi lived up to his reputation as a genius, and had no shortcomings in ninjutsu, taijutsu, or genjutsu.

Facing Hao Fireball.

Without any intention of dodging, he directly faced it with his physical body, slashing with his hand knife, splitting the big fire ball in half from the middle.

The powerful fireball, the art of kindness.

It rarely poses a threat to strong enemies, and is more often used as a feint to confuse the enemy's sight or distract them.

That's what Itachi did.

Boo hoo hoo.

The moment the Go fireball was split open, a large number of shurikens flew towards him.

clang clang.

They collided and changed directions one after another in the air, and finally surrounded Broken from all angles, aiming at every part of his body.

"sharp."

Duan praised, this delicate shuriken technique not only requires years of hard training, but also involves a lot of knowledge in physics and mathematics.

It is a technique that only a genius like Itachi, who possesses both intelligence and strength, can master it.

Not like breaking.

As his muscles become stronger and stronger, he becomes less and less lazy to think about problems with his brain. after all--

If anything happens, just use your muscles to solve it.

Just like this menacing shuriken attack.

Dan stood motionless, just tensing up his muscles, and immediately activated the Golden Bell Body, blocking all the shurikens.

He frowned and asked Itachi:

"Why did you show mercy and didn't target my eyes, crotch and other fatal parts? Do you look down on me as an uncle?"

Although the broken body is as strong as steel, the weak point like the eyes is still very fragile, and it is afraid of being attacked.

It is equivalent to the life gate of the golden bell.

"I……"

Just as Itachi opened his mouth, Dan already took a step forward seven or eight meters and punched his nephew.

Buzz.

This punch seems simple and unpretentious, but it moves slightly at a very high frequency, giving people an ethereal feeling.

In Itachi's eyes.

Everything in the world seemed to be quickly moving away from him until it disappeared. In the end, only a vast expanse of white was left, and—

Broken fist.

The fist became bigger and bigger, and finally it was as towering as a thousand-meter mountain, but Itachi himself became as small as an ant, unable to move under the pressure of the mountain.

This is...an illusion!

Itachi suddenly came back to his senses, fought hard with the power of Sharingan, and finally broke away from the illusion and returned to reality.

But at this time, the broken fist has arrived.

Snapped!

At the last moment, Duan changed his fist into a palm and slapped Itachi in the face.

Itachi felt his eyes go dark, and then he flew out like a cloud, and finally hit a pillar in the corridor with a "bang".

His head was buzzing, his vision was blurred, and he couldn't distinguish between east, west, and north.

It took a long time before he got up from the ground.

"Itachi, are you... okay?"

Samyi hurriedly stepped forward to check on Itachi's injuries, and found that the latter's mouth was full of blood, and even a few of his teeth had been knocked out.

Half of his face was swollen.

Horrible.

This is Uchiha Dan's "Personality Correction Palm".

Like Uzumaki Naruto, he was clumsy and not good at preaching. He was not sure to change Itachi's mind from the spiritual level, so he could only change it from the physical level.

From today.

He must formally educate his nephew as an uncle and let Itachi return to the right path.

"curator……"

Samui picked up Itachi's teeth and asked Dan with his eyes if he had hit him too hard.

"It's okay. At his age, it's the time for teeth to change, so all the baby teeth should be lost." Duan didn't take it seriously.

Itachi: "..."

He wanted to say that the teeth he had knocked out by his uncle's slap were the ones that had just grown back.

But he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak and could only swallow his grievance.

Chapter 24, Chicken breast juice of love

"I understand your strength. Let's stop here for today's competition and take a rest."

Duan patted Itachi on the shoulder and walked into the museum.

"this is for you."

Samui handed Itachi an ice pack and asked him to apply it on his cheek.

"Thanks."

Itachi held the ice pack with his hand. Although his cheek hurt, he was more concerned about the punch his uncle had just given.

Why did you fall into the illusion?

It was simply unbelievable that his uncle had not opened his Sharingan and had no eye contact with him, yet he made him fall into an illusion.

Could it be that you can use your fists to release illusions?

Is this possible?

Itachi frowned, puzzled by this.

While he was thinking hard.

"Enough rest, let's start exercising."

Duan came over with a pair of dumbbells and said to his nephew, "From today on, you have to practice six times a week. The chest, back, arms, shoulders, and legs will be cycled in sequence. You can't relax."

With a bang, Duan threw the dumbbells in front of Itachi and told Samyi: "You will be Itachi's coach and guide his movements."

"Yes, curator."

Samui responded. She followed suit and worked from morning to night every day for three years, and was now considered a professional fitness instructor.

then.

Under the guidance of Samyi, Uchiha Itachi officially started his fitness journey.

Duan stood aside, eating steak with relish and giving some advice from time to time.

Soon, two hours passed.

"Ho...ho..."

Itachi lay on his back on the ground, his face red and sweating profusely, his chest heaving violently and he was panting.

Fitness is much more difficult and tiring than he imagined.

During the exercise just now.

Samui asked Itachi not to use chakra, and could only rely on the power of his body. Not only did he order him to complete every action in a standard manner, but he also continued to increase the weight.

Until Itachi's limit was exceeded.

After all this tossing, Itachi's chest muscles and arms were extremely sore, accompanied by a strong sense of tearing.

Well done.

However, Itachi's "torture" was not over yet.

Duan took out a large piece of fresh chicken breast from the refrigerator and threw it directly into the juicer. After stirring, it turned into a brown and viscous liquid.

At least one liter.

With Itachi's eyes filled with surprise and a hint of panic, Suan handed the large glass of chicken breast juice to his nephew's mouth.

"When children are growing, they need to take in more nutrients, especially protein. If you have lost your teeth, you can't eat. This cup of chicken breast juice is clean and hygienic. Drink it."

He smiled.

This cup of rich chicken breast juice represents the uncle's love for his nephew.

"..."

Itachi looked embarrassed, but he still took it with both hands, then raised it up, closed his eyes and drank it in one breath.

This thing smells like chicken shit.

Itachi couldn't help but put on a "mask of pain", his stomach also spasmed, and he was about to vomit.

"Don't vomit. If you do, you'll drink it for nothing."

He pressed his nephew's shoulders and warned him earnestly, "From now on, you must drink a cup of chicken breast juice every day to keep fit. My poor nephew joined ANBU when he was only 11 years old and worked hard every day. If his body is exhausted, It’s not good to die young.”

As far as I know.

It seems that Itachi in the original novel contracted lung disease from overwork and coughed himself up.

Juan is 24 years old and has never had a cold or fever since he was a child. The most direct reason is that he is very strong.

Therefore, it is good for health for ferrets to gain some muscle.

"Thank you, uncle."

In response to Duan's concern, Itachi forced out a smile. Although the smile was a bit ugly, it was the first time he had smiled since he came here.

"Go take a shower and change clothes. Don't catch a cold."