Chapter 2 Getting stronger starts with hitting a tree
His head was bleeding, Naruto's image was so miserable at this time, but he was not conscious yet, and he wiped it off casually, smiling at Sandai like nothing happened, and the two rows of white teeth were dazzling.
"Naruto, listen well, your body is a gift from your parents, not only yourself, but also your parents' share. If you hurt yourself like this, it's not just you who feel uncomfortable."
"Parents? Where are they?"
"Just say that, don't interrupt."
The third generation coughed and walked into the room, and saw the blood on the wall and the ground, with a pungent smell of blood.
"I haven't chatted with you for a long time. How have you been recently? Do you have any worries or something that you can't see? Tell me about it."
"No, except that you are a little bored at home, everything else is good, especially at school, I am very happy every day."
If you are lying, who will be happy to hit the wall?
"Ahem, are you bored? Well, I'll give you this." The third generation took out a scroll while meditating.
"What?" Naruto was curious, took it and opened it.
The courses in Ninja School have taught me how to read and read words, and there are no uncommon words on this scroll, so it is easy to understand.
"The Art of Shadow Cloning?" read out word by word.
"If you don't have friends for the time being, this can be used as a friend or as a sparring practice. It has many wonderful uses, and you can understand it by experiencing it yourself." Sandai said with a smile.
After chatting for more than two hours, he talked about Naruto's big head and repeatedly promised not to hit the wall, so the third generation left with confidence.
After seeing off the third generation, Naruto came to the sink, placing a small stool, washing his face with water, looking in the mirror, and then beating Sakura one after another, hitting the wall, and she couldn't see her face.
"If it weren't for the Nine-Tailed Tsukiri, such an injury would not have been cured within ten days and half a month, right?"
Seeing that it was already very late, Naruto washed up quickly, jumped onto the bed, covered himself with a towel and quilt, and then started to scream faintly. Beside the pillow was the scroll recording the Shadow Clan Art.
The Third Generation, who saw this scene with a crystal ball, felt relieved.
I was afraid that Naruto would continue to hit the wall after he left. It seemed that Naruto would listen to what he said and would not hurt himself again.
The next day, on the weekend, the Ninja School was on holiday and recovered as before. Naruto was intact prepared pots and pans and sneaked to the back mountain while there were still few people on the street.
Use simple woven fishing nets to catch fish, and pick wild vegetables that can be seen everywhere nearby.
Since I ate poisonous mushrooms once at the age of five and sent them to the hospital for emergency treatment, there have been no poisonous plants or reptiles in the back mountain. They are all harmless and can be eaten with confidence.
After a full meal, I got rid of breakfast, had a short rest, and exercised my body, and then I lay under the shade of the tree, opened the scroll, and looked at the shadow clone technique.
Remember every step carefully, memorize it, and finally put down the scroll, put your hands together, and make seals.
"Shadow Cloning Technique!"
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Wow, six smokes, are you going to split six clones for the first time? That’s great.
The smoke dissipated, Naruto was embarrassed.
This is definitely the worst time that the shadow clone has been hacked.
The body is deformed, with a big head and small eyes, a half meter long neck, and a head almost hanging to the ground. His hands are like screws. The worst one is that the head and feet are reversed.
Click.
"Huh?" Naruto turned his head away in confusion, Hinata?
Hinata was upset and accidentally stepped on the branch. Facing Naruto's gaze, he blushed, hesitated, nervous, and couldn't help but touch his fingers. In the end, he couldn't stand it and ran away in a hurry.
Naruto touched the back of his head, picked up the scroll, and studied it carefully again. He did exactly what the scroll said, why didn't it? What went wrong?
After a few minutes, the second time I used it, and this time I didn't even show up.
Naruto closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, for the third time, smoke appeared.
Seeing the twisted and deformed facial features, Naruto couldn't help but bounced up and broke him apart.
Then there is the fourth, fifth, and sixth time. Every time you use it, you will think about it, discover problems, and solve them.
Many of the prescriptions, folk remedies, and food vary from person to person, and this ninjutsu is no exception.
Naruto copied what he wrote on this scroll and couldn't use it at all. The utilization rate of chakra was extremely poor. It was more wasteful during use. If you want to avoid wasting it, you will lose one thing.
Time slowly moves until noon.
As he strives for excellence, he never uses a satisfactory shadow clone. Naruto has no choice but to have insufficient control.
Of course he knew the method of practicing to improve chakra's control, but it could not be used. What should I say when I asked about the source?
Learn without a teacher?
Self-taught?
Originally, as a human Zhuli, this identity is subtle enough, so try to put a halo on your body as little as possible.
"Wait until it's dark, I'll ask later." Naruto said intimately, looking at the direction of the village.
The Shadow Cluster is put aside first, and there is no hurry. Now what Naruto wants to understand is the system.
Being beaten or injured can increase the value, increase the amplitude, and what can be done after the increase? All these need to be studied.
It is definitely not possible to hit the wall. After a few hits, the third generation will come forward. After thinking about it, Naruto set his mind on the trees that can be seen everywhere around him.
It’s not OK to hit the wall, but it’s OK to hit the tree? The point is that you can’t hit your head, don’t just get your head bleeding like yesterday.
Making up his mind, Naruto picked up a tree nearby that needed to be embraced by two people, rushed forward with all his strength, and used his shoulders to hit him.
The tree remained motionless, Naruto was shaken by the reaction force, and quickly got up and continued to hit.
It took almost half an hour to hit the ground, and his body changed from 2% to 3%. Naruto's eyes shined, and he hit the ground more vigorously and vigorously.
Taking the time to peek at Naruto's third generation with a crystal ball, thinking, is this training?
He ran back secretly and hid more than a hundred meters away, Hinata behind the big tree carefully looked around.
The blue veins around his eyes swelled up, and he ignored the barriers of his clothes. He clearly saw Naruto's shoulders hitting the tree. His little hands couldn't help but clench his hands.
After one o'clock, make up for lunch and continue to hit the tree.
At half past seven, I got the dinner off and was still hitting it. I kept hitting it until almost nine o'clock, and then I stopped working.
The body, increased to 5%, but still had no feeling. Logically speaking, the body is the physique, but Naruto did not feel any changes in his physique, but instead he was in pain.
Is this not a fake system?
There was nothing left and right, so Naruto packed up the pots and pans he brought out, left the back mountain, and ran to the Naruto.
At this time, there are much fewer people than during the day. If there are fewer people, there are still people.
With the cold and disgusting gaze of people passing by, I arrived at the Naruto's office without knocking on the door, and pushed the door open and went in.
This is probably one of the privileges of being Jijiriki, and no one will correct it or teach him.
"Naruto, it's so rare. He will come to me specifically." The third generation exhaled a sip of cigarettes and smiled in a kind tone.
"Third generation grandpa, that one, I don't understand..."
Listening to Naruto's gesture, he knew what he wanted to ask, and gave the answer with a smile.
Chapter completed!