Quest Master of Konoha

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

That's it?

While eating, he had even thought about where he was going to stay in 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 White Fang's thigh tightly?

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

The most important equipment is the iron-wood dummies. These dummies are covered with knife marks. Obviously, the Hatake people of all dynasties have taken 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, it's just a little too rigid. Although Kakashi taught you the swordsmanship is very orthodox, his understanding has not yet reached the level that can be taught."

Hatake Sakumo said, when he held the sword, his aura suddenly changed... This is the most master-level proficiency to have this kind of 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 him.

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 if he swings the knife very slowly, every cell of Yakumo is shaking, and the early warning brought by the intelligence attribute constantly reminds 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 the corpse was divided by the shadow of the knife before they approached. The incision caused by each slash was extremely smooth, and 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, and in the four hours just now, he increased his proficiency by nearly 100 points, which was equivalent to the result of his usual ten days of hard work.

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

"Kakashi, send Yakumo to me."

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.

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

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

After returning home in the evening, he has to complete reading notes and diaries, as well as daily summaries. In short, every day is full and busy. He and someone become stronger all rely on their own efforts and have nothing to do with plug-ins.

"Meow woo woo~"

Milk Ball's excited howl disturbed Yakumo's thoughts. Looking at the scar a few centimeters 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.

"For sure tomorrow!"

"Meow…"

The milk ball jumped off the wall, and 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.

"I want to support myself... I want to support myself..."

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

After dozens of seconds, Yakumo returned to calm.

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

Hearing that, 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 licked 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 think of a sentence he heard in his previous life.

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

That night, after finishing the task, 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, the ten shadow clones practiced ninjutsu in an orderly manner. Fortunately, his physique and spirit are high enough to withstand the pressure brought by the twenty-four-hour operation of the ten shadow clones.

A little progress every day, after all, can create miracles!

Friday, September fifteenth.

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 prescribed ointment for scar removal.

Saturday, September 16.

Palm Immortals, get started!

The scar on Milkball's left eye disappeared.

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

Brand new monthly limited refresh.

"Knife Training"

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

Mission 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 to defeat Kakashi, which means that only the sword is allowed to be used during the competition.

That afternoon, Yakumo came to Konoha Hospital.

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

"Yakumo, the Daming House invites us to the Fire City to participate in the inauguration ceremony of the new daimyo as a friend."

"No way, it hasn't been 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.

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

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