Ink marks on leaves

Chapter 8 One Year

The practice of shuriken does not happen overnight, it needs a long time of running-in.

Although the shuriken's attack power is not good, it can also play an unexpected role.

More importantly, shuriken practice can help improve the flexibility of fingers and wrists.

The dexterity of the fingers plays a vital role in the knot seal.

The faster the seal, the faster the ninjutsu will be launched.

Although the Mo Dun used by Mo Feng only needs one seal formula, but fast painting also needs to improve the dexterity of fingers and wrists.

Therefore, practicing shuriken is harmless.

Mo Feng's first shuriken practice was obviously not smooth.

But Mo Feng didn't expect to do it all in one go.

That's not practice, it's cheating.

"Hmph, it really is just a piece of trash."

Huodao snorted coldly, full of disdain for Mo Feng.

"What did you say!"

Mo Feng was not angry yet, but Shinnosuke became angry first.

Mo Feng quickly grabbed Shinnosuke.

"Mo Feng! What are you pulling me for! I want to teach this kid a lesson! I have endured him for a long time!"

Huodao's words insulting Mo Feng obviously touched Shinnosuke's bottom line.

Seeing Xin Zhizhu's excitement, Mo Feng felt a little moved.

However, in two days of friendship, it is really rare for Shinnosuke to take himself so seriously.

At this time, Inoue-sensei pulled out the shuriken stuck in his inner thigh, and hurried over to stop it without bleeding a drop.

"Okay, okay, we're all classmates, so there's no need to be like this. Let's start practicing without saying a word."

Inoue has seen many conflicts among elementary school students.

Quickly separating them is the best solution.

How can there be so many overnight feuds between children.

Huodao snorted coldly and walked to the other side to practice alone.

"Mo Feng, what are you pulling me for? This kid is really annoying."

Pulled aside by Mo Feng, Shinnosuke said unhappily.

"Xinnosuke, we are all classmates, there's no need to take it seriously, I'm fine."

Mo Feng's mind in his 20s would naturally not jump his feet because of Huodao's ridicule. In that case, his age would really be like a dog.

"But he scolded you!"

"The mouth grows on him, he can say whatever he wants. And my shuriken skills are really bad.",

Mo Feng laughed at himself as he spoke.

"That's because you haven't practiced it! I know it. The Uchiha clan has been practicing shuriken since they were three years old. It's not surprising that he can hit all of them."

Shinnosuke's indignant look is really cute.

"That's someone else's ability. Now I'm going to talk to him about the kung fu. I might as well practice more shuriken."

"Okay, Mo Feng! Let me teach you the art of shuriken, and you will surely surpass that egomaniac in no time!"

Shinnosuke said solemnly.

"Okay."

Naturally, Mo Feng would not reject Shinnosuke's kindness.

Someone taught and practiced alone, the gap is not so big.

After one class, Mo Feng was able to shoot the shuriken to the edge of the target.

Of course, there is a high probability that it will miss the target.

At night, the cloud dwells in the house.

Mo Feng kept massaging his hands, moving every joint of his fingers.

"Continuously throwing shurikens puts a lot of load on your hands."

Mo Feng sighed, he seemed to underestimate the difficulty of being a ninja.

It was only the first day, and he felt the difficulty of the ninja.

Compared with the various tricks of ninjutsu, the practice of taijutsu is obviously more a test of one's will.

Even with Mo Feng's adult willpower, he couldn't stop complaining.

Perhaps it is precisely because of such training that ninjas are stronger than ordinary people.

On the side, Mo Se Erha walked around Mo Feng continuously, looking quite human.

"Ninja School's curriculum is not tight, on the contrary, it is very loose. It should be aimed at students who are still young and have not fully developed their minds, but for me... the efficiency is too low!"

In the original book, both Kakashi and Itachi graduated from ninja school in less than a year. It can be seen that for true geniuses, what ninja school can learn is extremely limited.

But Mo Feng was different from the two, he didn't have a powerful father who taught him the way of ninja.

Corresponding ways to learn knowledge are also lacking.

Maybe it used to be there, but now, it's gone.

If you don't want to find a way, you can only finish the six-year ninja school step by step.

Thinking of this, Mo Feng couldn't help frowning.

"I have to think of a way, complete the theoretical knowledge of Ninja School as soon as possible, and get out of there."

Mo Feng muttered, and walked towards the studio at home.

After all, Yunju Hualang is the patriarch of the Yunju clan and owns the collection of books of the Yunju clan.

Mo Feng didn't pay attention before, but now he thinks about it and realizes that he has missed such a key point.

There are several rows of bookshelves in the studio, which should be books similar to ninjas.

Mo Feng took out a few books at random, and sure enough, many of them were about basic teaching about ninjas.

Mo Feng sat on the ground and read carefully.

He has a good memory, and he can memorize and digest the contents of the book after reading it twice.

Mo Se Erha at the side stayed with Mo Feng until he fell asleep from sleepiness.

For several months in a row, Mo Feng used his time to replenish his knowledge of ninjas.

I didn't miss class time, and kept looking at ninja books.

At first, I was afraid that the teacher would find out, but when Mo Feng kept getting No.1 in theory, the teacher had nothing to say.

Gymnastics is Mo Feng's most concerned course.

Because he knows that his body is weak and needs scientific exercise methods.

After school, Mo Feng alternated between extracting chakra and practicing physical skills, and he practiced until the early hours of the morning before falling asleep.

In this way, it went on for a whole year.

In the morning, the sun was shining brightly.

Mo Feng slowly opened his eyes.

The black and white colors in the eyes are brighter than before.

"In a year's time, I have finished learning the knowledge that the ninja school can impart, physical skills have begun to take shape, and Chakra has also made great progress. Finally, the effort was not in vain."

Mo Feng looked at his body, compared to the appearance when he just traveled, it has become distinct.

Although there are no exaggerated muscles, it also contains a lot of explosive power.

Mo Feng stood up and put on his black shorts.

On the left belt is a Zihao pen and a small bottle of special medicine.

There is a white scroll in the ninja bag on the back of the waist.

Over the past year, whenever Mo Feng is free, he will continue to practice his sketching ability, which has made a lot of progress compared to before.

It used to take about 5 minutes to draw a beast, but now it only takes 30 seconds.

Of course, Mo Feng knew that this was not enough.

This time must be controlled within three seconds.

Only in this way can it be regarded as a technique against the enemy.

Otherwise, who will wait for you to finish the painting before doing it?

(End of this chapter)