Special Training

The rope tree, like a cannonball, crashed through the outer wall of the Buddhist hall and spun outwards...

Their speed was so fast that the onlookers couldn't help but ask: Where are you going?

Are you still coming home for dinner?

Yang Xiang clenched his fist, feeling a slight tingling and numbness.

It's nice, it feels great.

It feels more comfortable than the Uchiha's fan.

cluck cluck!

Yang Xiang was puzzled. Where did the crowing of the chicken come from?

Does Grandpa Zhengjie raise chickens?

Turning around, I saw a little guy choking on red beans and hiccuping.

When Yang Xiang turned around, the little girl next to him immediately covered her companion's mouth with her hand, completely disregarding his life or death, and gave Yang Xiang a wise smile.

Yang Xiang, if you hit Brother Sheng Shu, you can't hit me anymore!

A hand reaches out from the ruins.

The rope tree struggled to pull its body out of the ground.

Where is this?

who am I?

What happened?

Rope Tree's gaze lost focus, and he stood up unsteadily.

His left ear was ringing.

My left eyeball was also bloodshot, and I felt a sharp pain.

His cheeks were slightly sunken, and he felt like he couldn't open his mouth, as if his jaw was dislocated.

He remembered.

A hand covered in blue chakra!

It's Yang Xiang's big mouth!

Yang Xiang almost sent him to see his grandfather just now.

"Can we continue?" Yang Xiang asked.

Rope Tree was even better than he had expected, because he actually stood up.

Yang Xiang didn't hold back at all; the force he used was always praised by Uchiha Hikari.

However, Rope Tree, who had always been a worthy opponent of Firelight, did not fall asleep immediately.

Rope Tree felt that he could hear some kind of soothing singing, and with some background noise in his ears, he had to strain to turn his head to hear Yang Xiang's words clearly.

Although he really wanted to pretend to be calm and say: It doesn't hurt!

But that slap had already broken his defenses.

If he hadn't noticed his little brothers were all around him, he would be crying now.

With difficulty, he raised his still relatively intact right hand and waved to Yang Xiang.

It seems this is the end of it, Yang Xiang thought.

He also waved to the rope tree.

It wasn't an apology; it just meant he still needed to practice.

A green light shone from his palm as he gently stroked Rope Tree's face.

A warm chakra spread along with the itch, and Nawaki felt his face being pinched by someone's hand.

I looked up and saw Yang Xiang's face.

With a snap, his jaw returned to its original position.

"Thanks."

"No need, you can continue your special training once you're healed."

Yang Xiang's core training principle for Rope Tree was: if you can't beat someone, run away.

To survive, you must first learn how to escape.

If you want to become Hokage, you must also learn how to run away.

Don't be like your second grandfather.

Therefore, during this period, if Rope Tree wants to achieve its special training goals, it only needs to consider one thing.

Survive for ten minutes under Yang Xiang's pressure.

If you run for just ten minutes, you might be able to hold out until rescue.

This is the time Yang Xiang leaves for himself or Orochimaru.

A roaring sound echoed through the woods, and every now and then a tree would fall, startling a flock of birds into flight.

Yang Xiang's slap was no less powerful than the detonating tag, and in fact, he had already used the detonating tag.

Using talisman paper to control objects is so convenient.

The explosive tags he inexplicably stepped on always left Rope Tree covered in soot, so much so that later on, he would feel like his feet were burning hot wherever he went, and he would immediately leave after touching them.

Yang Xiang had reason to believe that if he were a little taller, he might be able to learn Moonwalk.

"Did Brother Yang Xiang win?"

"Call him Boss Yang!"

The little rascals chattered for a while while gazing at the woods, then darted away like the wind.

They need to inform the other members of the organization that there has been a leadership change!

Masakazu swept the remains of the red bean curd to the ground next to him, opened the tea leaves that Yangxiang had brought, and poured himself a delicious cup.

"The old man has to work again~"

He formed a mudra with his hands, and a golden light spread outward from beneath him, eventually enveloping the entire forest surrounding the Buddhist temple.

This is the barrier of the Thousand Hands clan's territory.

He picked up the teacup, took a light sniff, and nodded in satisfaction.

"This kid is more like Hashirama."

Tsunade specially asked Jiraiya and Orochimaru to help her complete the mission today, and stayed at home early to wait for her younger brother to get out of school.

Today is an important day; Nawaki is going to become a ninja.

She took the gift she had prepared onto the table, then put it back under the table, fiddling with it repeatedly.

As the sun moved from left to right outside the window, her excitement gradually subsided.

Bang!

"Where did that bastard go?!"

Mito Uzumaki is watering flowers in the courtyard.

She watched as Tsunade violently kicked open the front door of her house from the inside, and witnessed her storming off into the street.

Knowing why Tsunade had gone there, she simply shook her head slightly.

She was constantly sensing the movements of the rope tree, and even the barrier set by the Thousand Hands could not stop her.

She had noticed Tao Hua's child long ago, knowing that the child was different from others, but she had always just observed him silently.

She saw all the undercurrents within the Thousand Hands lineage.

Mito Uzumaki never interfered in any of Senju's decisions, nor did she ever express her opinions—because she was simply a whirlpool.

This is related to her past experiences and personality.

Just like always, she had only stood in the shadow between the pillars.

She followed her husband and rarely spoke.

Even though she has become the strongest ninja in the world, she is still essentially just a woman who cares about her family.

If she had been willing to express her stance back then, Hiruzen Sarutobi would never have become the Third Hokage.

But since Hashirama and Tobirama have both passed away, apart from the Uzumaki clan, only Tsunade and Nawaki can truly hold her heart.

As for the rest, whether it's Konoha or the Senju clan, they are no longer relevant to her.

However, since the two children are the same age, given Rope Tree's personality, Yang Xiang will likely become the biggest obstacle on his path to becoming Hokage.

Mito thought for a moment, then put down the kettle and called for a servant.

"Please send Tao Hua a visiting card and invite her to my home for a chat."

The land of the Thousand Hands is in turmoil.

The little radishes were running around in the street.

"This year, Yang Xiang's boss is going to run for office. You know who you should vote for!"

"Just because he's running, we have to vote for him? On what grounds?"

"Because he's a really good fighter."

"What good is fighting ability? In this world, it's all about power and connections!"

Those who had been to the Buddhist temple and those who hadn't split into two factions and fought fiercely over something their leader was completely unaware of.

In an instant, smoke and dust billowed, and chickens and dogs flew about in chaos.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Tsunade separated the two boys who were wrestling, one in each hand.

After some time, the dust settled, and the young members of the Thousand Hands lineage stood in a neat row against the wall, each carrying a large bundle on their head.

With a green robe waving, Tsunade quickly made her way from the rooftop toward the Buddhist hall.

As Masakazu poured the last cup of tea, the golden light beneath his feet vanished with a pop.

Two figures emerged from the forest; one stood ramrod straight, while the other swayed uncertainly.

Masakazu nodded to them with a smile.

Yang Xiang suddenly heard a familiar voice interrupt him, and a strong gust of wind rushed past his ears.

"I heard you're really good at fighting!"