Quest Master of Konoha

At the dinner table, Yakumo suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Is that so?

While eating, he had even thought about where he would go to the ninja world after he defected, but he didn't expect... his father actually had a deep friendship with White Fang.

With this relationship, what reason does Yakumo have for not holding onto White Fang's thigh?

After the meal, Hatake Sakumo brought Kakashi and Yakumo to the training ground in the hospital. Although the equipment was old, it was very complete, no less than the training ground in the backyard of the Thousand Hands.

Among them, the most equipment is the iron wood dummy. These dummies are covered with knife marks. Obviously, the Hatake people of all dynasties have used the practice of swordsmanship as the core of their combat system. One of the new dummies should belong to Kaka. West.

"Yakumo, your mastery of Hatake swordsmanship is not weak, but a little too rigid. Although Kakashi taught you swordsmanship very orthodox, his understanding has not reached the level that he can teach others."

Hatake Sakumo opened his mouth and said, when he held the sword, his aura suddenly changed... This is at least the master level proficiency to have such sharp coercion.

"Hatake swordsmanship was born in the era of samurai, and later merged with the chakra system to form today's ninjutsu, but remember that the most important thing is the intention, not the move."

Hatake Sakumo was swinging his sword in the training ground. In order to allow Yakumo to see clearly, he deliberately kept a very slow speed. After a few glances, Yakumo completely sank into it. This is a realm that is many levels higher than his.

As he swung the knife, it seemed as if a stream of air was automatically converging in the air, wrapping around the blade of Hatake Sakumo, giving people a feeling of extreme sharpness.

Even though he swung the knife very slowly, every cell in Yakumo was trembling, and the early warning brought by his intelligence attribute kept reminding him to stay away from the man in front of him.

Yakumo suppressed the urge to stay away and began to follow Hatake Sakumo's movements and swung his sword, trying his best to imitate his form. Although his movements were slow, he felt that his mastery of the Hagi Secret Canon was rapidly improving.

Kakashi next to him also began to follow Hatake Sakumo to swing his sword, and there was only the tiny sound of the blade cutting through the air in the training ground.

The moon and stars are rare, and all sounds are silent.

The three were immersed in the sea of ​​swordsmanship, and Hatake Sakumo gradually increased their speed, as if inexplicably attracted by the opportunity. Yakumo and Kakashi responded to Hatake Sakumo and gradually increased the speed of their sword swings until the three sword shadows formed. Dense knife net, the whole training ground is full of chills!

The leaves fell off, and they were divided by the shadow of the knife before they approached. The incision caused by each slash was extremely smooth. It was a wound caused by extremely precise control of power.

One hour…

Two hours...four hours...

Hatake Sakumo withdrew his sword, and Yakumo stopped his movements still in a hurry. In the four hours just now, he increased his proficiency by nearly 100 points, which is equivalent to the usual ten days of hard work.

The most important thing is that Hatake Sakumo's drills allowed him to correct a few mistakes, and the use of the Hagi Secret Code will become more smooth and natural in the future.

"Kakashi, send Yakumo."

Hatake Sakumo picked up the towel to wipe the sweat from his face, and told Kakashi that the four-hour exercise had exhausted his mental energy.

The sky was dark, Yakumo was walking home, still recalling Hatake Sakumo's drill in his mind.

In the morning, I will practice ninjutsu with Jiraiya, in the afternoon I will go to Konoha Hospital to study medical ninjutsu, and in the evening I will come to Hagi Sakumo to study the Hagi Secret Canon.

After returning home in the evening, he had to complete reading notes and diaries, as well as daily summaries. In short, every day was full and busy. He made someone stronger all by his own efforts and had nothing to do with cheating.

"Meow woo woo~"

Milk Ball's excited howl disturbed Yakumo's thoughts. Looking at the few centimeters of scar on his left face, he suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask Aoyama Reiko for the scar removal cream today.

"That milk ball... I accidentally forgot..."

"Meow...?" Milk Ball's voice was a little slower, as if to determine whether Yakumo was joking.

"Tomorrow definitely!"

"Meow…"

The milk ball jumped off the wall. In the dark night, it gradually lost its soul, leaving only a hollow body.

With a bang, Yakumo hurriedly ran into the house, only to see that the brown leather sofa in the house had completely collapsed, cotton was spilled on the ground, and there was an innocent-looking milk ball next to it.

Yakumo clenched his fists... and kept hinting to himself.

"What I want to support... What I want to support..."

"Can't fight... can't fight."

After dozens of seconds, Yakumo returned to calm.

"...Tsk, I'm quite temperamental. I originally planned to take you to a barbecue in a few days, but unfortunately you didn't cherish the opportunity..."

Hearing this, in the first second, the milk ball was still cold.

In the second second, the milk ball appeared at Yakumo's feet like lightning, and then rubbed her calf with her round cheeks to please Yakumo.

"I thought you would be so tough?" Yakumo picked up the milk ball and slapped the cat again.

"Meow...meow~"

Who would have imagined that the milk ball that can be coquettish and cute and rolls around is actually the overlord of the forest of death, Yakumo couldn't help but remember a sentence he heard in his previous life.

"The bear nation will never be a slave, unless it is provided for food and shelter!"

After finishing the task that night, it was close to the early morning, so he had to change his plan and go to bed after a simple wash.

In the corner of the bedroom, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Ten shadow clones practiced ninjutsu in an orderly manner. Fortunately, his physique and spirit are high enough to withstand the pressure of ten shadow clones operating twenty-four hours a day.

A little progress every day can create miracles after all!

September fifteenth, Friday.

Yakumo got up in the morning for a morning run, practiced Ninja and Needle Jizo in the morning, studied blood vessel disease and medical ninjutsu at Konoha Hospital in the afternoon, and got the ointment for removing scars by the way.

September 16, Saturday.

Palm Immortal Art, get started!

The scar on Milk Ball's left eye disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, the time came to October 1st.

New monthly limited refresh.

"Swordsmanship Training"

Quest requirements: Defeat Kakashi head-on with the sword technique.

Quest reward: 3 free attribute points, 1000 gold coins.

Bonus: Master Breakthrough Scroll

This task is not difficult. The key point may be to use the sword technique to defeat Kakashi, which means that only the sword technique is allowed to be used during the competition.

That afternoon, Yakumo came to Konoha Hospital.

Aoyama Reiko was wearing a white coat and rimless glasses, but her expression was a little gloomy.

"Yakumo, the Daming House invited us to the Fire City to participate in the inauguration ceremony of the new daimyo as friends."

"No, it's not even a month since Shinichi took over as a daimyo? Didn't Tsunade-sama say that the original daimyo still has at least eight years of life?" A face that always smiles warmly.

"The last daimyo, I accidentally fell down the stairs a few days ago and died..." Reiko Aoyama helped the glasses frame on the bridge of her nose.

Yakumo was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of disbelief!