Chapter 16
Hatake Sakumo took Uchiha Makoto to an open space, and drew the White Fang blade.
"Uchiha Makoto, let me see what you, a genius who has never been to a ninja school but can survive on the battlefield, can do.
Your teammates have a high opinion of you."
The chill exuded by the locked sword was overwhelming, and Uchiha Makoto looked at Hatake Sakumo without expression.
He already understood in his heart, and was still wondering where he had offended this guy before.
Now it seems that Nara Tomokazu is calculating him. Geniuses before the war are the most useful, especially Uchiha.
Hatake Sakumoto drew out his famous weapon White Fang to him.
"Sakumo-sama, I'm sorry."
Uchiha Makoto disappeared in a flash, and then appeared behind White Fang, with his three-magatama Sharingan spinning wildly.
He can fight with the strong to enrich his actual combat experience, and there will be no life-threatening battles.
Worth it!
As for why he didn't learn from a strong man like Orochimaru, of course, he was afraid that he would die in his hands accidentally.
All the dogs who care about Konoha know that Orochimaru has the Sharingan.
"I didn't expect you to be so proficient in the instant body technique." Hatake Sakumo said in surprise.
A cold light.
Bang!
Uchiha Makoto turned into a cloud of smoke.
"It's a clone!" When Hatake Sakumo was surprised, Uchiha Makoto's evil voice came from all directions, "Fire escape, great fireball technique, eight consecutive bombardments."
The eight Uchiha Makoto released ninjutsu at the same time with Hatake Sakumo as the center of the circle.
Due to insufficient chakra, the power of the fireball is not great, the point is...
The ninjutsu released by the underground body.
"The secret of Konoha's physical technique, Thousand Years of Killing!"
The moment Hatake Sakumo landed, he felt a pain in his anus.
Bang!
The clone was broken.
Hatake Sakumo, who was chatting with Orochimaru not far away, suddenly changed his face.
"What?"
"This brat broke my clone! It seems we can't continue chatting."
Orochimaru keenly noticed that Hatake Sakumo's reaction was not the reaction of a junior breaking his clone, and then followed him.
"Lord Sakumo, I just created a ninjutsu inspired by the war. You are the first person to see it. I wonder if you have any advice."
What advice do you have?
Does it count as wanting to kill you with a knife?
If Uchiha Masaru hadn't said this seriously, he would even suspect that he was sent by the enemy to provoke him.
"Oh? Created your own ninjutsu?" Orochimaru looked at Uchiha Masaru with interest, "I am more and more interested in Masaru."
Hearing what Orochimaru said, Hatake Sakumo's face became even more abnormal.
Why don't you do it yourself if you are so free.
What does it feel like!
Try to stab your ass with a kunai. Even if it is a shadow clone, the feeling is real.
He noticed the subtle expression of Hatake Sakumo, thinking it was an invincible ninjutsu, and looked at Uchiha Masa with even more fiery eyes.
"Boy, you are very good. Let me see how many seconds your physical skills can last under my sword."
Hatake Sakumo looked at the child in front of him who was only two years older than his son Kakashi, wondering what ability he had to survive on the battlefield.
Between the flashes of swords and shadows.
Uchiha Masa felt the pressure of the strong, but the fighting factor in his body did not make him choose to show weakness and fall down in order to survive on the battlefield.
"You are worthy of being called Konoha White Fang, Lord Sakumo."
Three minutes.
Uchiha Masa lasted three minutes under Hatake Sakumo's sword.
The key point is that he did not suffer any injuries except for the loss of physical strength.
Hatake Sakumo was amazed that Uchiha Masa's strength had probably surpassed that of ordinary Chunin.
Cautious, ruthless, unscrupulous.
Orochimaru focused on things other than fighting.
Traces!
Traces of Uchiha Makoto's battle.
As the two men fought, Uchiha Makoto cleaned up the traces he left behind while fighting with Hatake Sakumo.
At the moment they stopped, not even a strand of hair was left at the scene.
And there was only trace of White Fang on the entire battlefield.
"What an interesting little guy."
Originally it was just a guess, but now Orochimaru concluded that all the ninjas of the Hyuga team and the Sand Ninja died in his hands.
Fortunately, Uchiha Makoto had learned fighting and held a knife in his previous life, otherwise he would have exposed his trump card.
Hatake Sakumo also had a headache. From Uchiha Makoto's fighting consciousness, he was suitable to inherit his mantle.
More suitable than Kakashi.
Even in the battle, he gave people a familiar aura.
Just like... He put away the knife and looked at Orochimaru.
Yes, like Orochimaru.
I don't know how they are similar, but I just feel like they are similar.
"The battlefield is short of people, you can't go back to the village to recuperate,To compensate, I can teach you for half an hour every day before the war."
Hatake Sakumo temporarily gave up the idea of accepting disciples.
First, he is Uchiha, and second, he doesn't want to use his swordsmanship in the secrets of physical skills.
"Thank you for your guidance, Master Sakumo."
Uchiha Makoto thanked him expressionlessly.
"It's really wonderful!"
"Master Orochimaru."
"What ninjutsu did you use to break Sakumo's clone?"
Hatake Sakumo, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped.
The dead face was even more stiff and scary at this time, "Master Orochimaru, we still have a lot of work to do."
Uchiha Makoto was stunned. What Orochimaru meant was...
Want to see the Thousand Years of Killing?!
"It's a ninjutsu I learned on the battlefield, called the secret of Konoha's physical skills, the Thousand Years of Killing. "
As he spoke, he used his toes to draw the instructions on the ground with a stick figure, and then wiped it clean with his feet.
Hatake Sakumo's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Orochimaru turned to look at him, his eyes were weird and playful, and he looked at him without hesitation.
After the two left, a breeze blew away a few silver hairs in Uchiha Makoto's hand.
"It seems that chakra is the first problem to be solved. World War II is about to end, and World War III will begin again after the New Year."
......
In the dilapidated Japanese-style building, Nara Tomokazu heard about Hinata Yuan's rumor about Uchiha on the day he returned.
It can't be said to be a rumor, but what he didn't expect was that no one in the village came out to take care of it.
And Uchiha Makoto had just completed the task of assassinating two elite jonin and was a hero on the front line.
It stands to reason that it should have spread throughout the village long ago.
"Hello, is this Tomokazu's family? "
Uchiha Reina brought gifts to Nara Tomokazu's house after learning that her son's teammate had returned.
Nara Tomokazu frowned. Who was it so late?
The caution on the battlefield was not relaxed because of returning to Konoha.
"Who?"
"I am Zhen's mother. Is this Tomokazu's family?"
When the door opened, Nara Tomokazu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was only one person.
"Yes, I am Nara Tomokazu."
Seeing what Uchiha's mother was carrying, he knew why she came.
"Auntie, please sit down. I just came back from the battlefield and I don't have tea to treat you."
Nara Tomokazu put a cup of hot water in front of Uchiha Reina, looked at her nervous and hesitant look and said, "Zhen is still alive and has carried out the S-level mission. He is a hero."
