Chapter 109 To Deal with Naughty Kids, You Have to Beat Them

Xiao Huangmao's template is also Thousand Hands Tobirama. After all, the art of Flying Thunder God is waiting for him, but compared to Rope Tree, Xiao Huangmao's template is more troublesome.

If you want to learn the art of Flying Thunder God, you need to have the talent of space attribute. Secondly, you must master the sealing art. Furthermore, you must have super strong nerve reflexes. These are all necessary conditions.

Is it that simple?

Are you sure you're not fooling me?

Even though Naoki is good at Water Release, he actually doesn't like Water Release Ninjutsu very much. He prefers Thunder Release, which is cool and powerful, with amazing penetrating power.

"idiot!!"

Jingyi's forehead had veins popping out, he raised his hand and faced the rope tree with a big butt bag:

"Your second grandfather's water escape has terrified countless enemies, and you still don't look down on him?"

"Is it really that powerful?"

Naoshu muttered carefully.

All the information he had about his grandfather and second grandfather came from the stories told by his sister and grandma. As for how good these two bosses were, he had no idea at all.

A troublesome boy.

Jingyi rubbed his temples and threw out a kunai. The kunai stuck on a tree pole dozens of meters away.

"Use Water Wave against the tree trunk."

"I can do this."

Shengshu raised his head proudly, raised his hands and began to form a seal: "Water Release·Shui Luanbo!!!"

A water column as thick as a baby's arm spurted out from the mouth of the rope tree and hit a tree pole dozens of meters away. A piece of bark on the tree pole was washed away by the turbulent waves of water, and the kunai stuck in the tree pole moved. For a moment.

Namikaze Minato opened his eyes wide and looked carefully.

"How about it?"

Nao Shu turned around, wanting to hear Shizui's evaluation of himself.

"well!!"

Sighing, Jingyi raised his hand and patted his forehead: "Promise me, I will never say that your Qianju Tojian is your second grandfather in the future."

Rope Tree: "????"

What's the meaning.

"Watch it."

Pressing Shengshu's head and turning his face back, Jingyi raised his hand to form a seal.

The same ninjutsu, the same attack method, but Jingyi didn't spit out so much water. The water column as thick as his little finger was shot towards the tree trunk, much faster than the rope tree.

"Pfft~~~"

There was a soft sound, and a small hole was punched through the tree pole they were holding.

Is this so reasonable?

Is this still water release ninjutsu?

Soft water escape?

No, can water chaos have such power?

I don't read much, don't lie to me.

Naoshu's eyes were so wide that they almost jumped out of his head, and his mouth was slightly opened.

Xiao Huangmao on the side was also stunned.

A small water column as thick as a pinky finger has such power?

It's a lie.

If this hit someone, it would definitely be a bloody hole. The human body is not as strong as a tree pole.

"Did you see that?"

Jingyi scolded angrily: "Your grandfather's water escape makes the enemy frightened. The key is that he can compress the ninjutsu. The same water escape ninjutsu he uses is more terrifying than others and consumes less money. To put it mildly, his spit is more powerful than the kunai you throw."

"..." Do you want to hit me like this?

Shengshu blushed with embarrassment.

What do you mean spitting is more powerful than the kunai I threw?

Is my rope tree such a scumbag?

"Train hard and try to control the changes in the properties of water-type chakra. I believe you can do it."

Putting aside the rope tree that had begun to doubt life, Jingyi turned around and said to his disciple:

"Your training is still to lay the foundation. The path you want to take is different from the rope tree. Don't envy him for learning a lot of ninjutsu. These ninjutsu don't mean much to you."

"After you follow the path I paved, you can learn as many of these ninjutsu as you want."

"Yes, teacher."

Compared with various awkward rope trees, Xiao Huangmao is very obedient. He does whatever Jingyi says, doesn't talk back, doesn't complain, and just does as he is told.

Even if it rains heavily, I will train hard and strengthen my foundation.

Namikaze Minato worked hard to lay the foundation, not afraid of getting tired or bored, but there was a problem with the progress of Nawaki, because this kid wanted to start running before he started walking.

"Shizuichi, as long as I can control the changes in the nature of water chakra, I can compress ninjutsu, right?"

"Ouch!! Why did you hit me?"

"It's okay. My hands are itchy, so I want to hit you. Are you not convinced? Then hit you back."

"Ah!! You still hit me!!"

"Train, or I'll keep fighting!"

It is easy for Jingyi to master the changes in the properties of water-type chakra, but the rope tree is a bit numb, so he still has a long way to go.

"Jingyi, I'm busy."

Nara Shikashin, who was holding an iron rod in his hand, walked over with a smile and handed the iron rod to Shizuichi: "I stopped by to take a look and brought it over for you, but is it a bit too much to hit a child with this thing? ?”

Holding the iron bar and weighing it, Jingyi smiled and replied: "It's okay, after all, the naughty kid has to be beaten."

You're right, Rope Tree.

The originally careless Rooshu shivered, and stood honestly in the heavy rain, training hard.

He kept using water and wave ninjutsu, for fear that if he moved too slowly, Shizuka would be greeted directly by the stick in his hand.

Others may not dare to take action due to Nao Shu's status, but Jing Yi really fights.

After all, it was a task given by Tsunade-hime, so Shizuichi could only reluctantly start it.

"Idiot, master the rhythm! Can a water turbulence make you go wrong?"

"No way, no way, someone can't even master the ninjutsu like Water Wave?"

Nara Shikako was speechless, you kid are really poisonous.

To be fair, Naroki is pretty good among the children of the same age, but when he came to Jingyi, he was scolded for nothing.

Looking at the two people standing in the heavy rain and training hard, Nara Shikako wondered whether he should pull the kid at home to make up the number.

Forget it.

Thinking about his son's laziness, Nara Shikako was afraid that he would be beaten to death by Jingyi.

"Rhythm, master the rhythm, on the battlefield, the enemy will use various methods to disrupt your rhythm, you need to master the rhythm in your own hands!!"

"What are you looking at? You want to be beaten, right?"

Shengshu has been scolded and began to doubt his life. The little yellow-haired boy shrank his head and trained hard, not daring to be negligent, for fear that if something went wrong, the teacher would scold him.

"Ah!!!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Jingyi slapped Shengshu's buttocks, and Shengshu jumped up several meters high, covering his buttocks and howling.

Finally, after Jingyi raised his hand, he stopped screaming and continued training.

The more he expected yesterday, the more miserable he was today. Shengshu regretted it so much. If he had known this would happen, he would have stayed in the village and worked as a laborer in the morgue.

It hurts, my buttocks...

After giving Shengshu a beating, Jingyi tilted his head and asked, "Senior, what do you want to talk to me about?"