Chapter 9

And Mu Dun, who had just awakened, was not yet mature, and could not even be used in actual combat.

Qing Ming’s strength has always been a hundred times that of the pillars, and it stands to reason that Mu Dun’s power is also the same at this time.

If the chakra volume between the columns is a pool, then the clear chakra volume is a lake.

According to the memory in her mind, Qingming’s hands also kept making a mark.

With Qingming’s current strength, that technique could be used.

“Mu Dun·The Tree Realm is Coming!”

In the same place, thick and large trees rose from the ground and interlaced each other to form a vast forest.

After the tree world came and displayed, the original terrain was completely changed, and it became the most suitable battlefield for the wooden ninja.

When he moved his feet, Qingming instantly appeared in front of one of the thick trees.

He clenched a fist with his right hand and slammed it on the trunk.

The thick tree burst directly under the punch that carried the Chakra.

Under the blessing of the fairy body, the power of a punch is as terrifying as it is.

The Senju Clan and Uchiha Clan have faced each other for many years, and no one can do anything about it. It can be said that they are on par.

The Uchiha clan has a writing wheel, and the probability of awakening is not low.

So when the vast majority of the Senshou clan did not have wood escape, why did the Senshou clan be comparable to the Uchiha clan?

It depends on the immortal human body inherited from the six immortals.

The huge amount of chakras, the inherently powerful power, far surpasses the self-healing ability of ordinary people, this is the confidence of the ordinary ninjas of the Thousand Hands Clan.

Seimei now has such a tyrannical power.

Seeing the outside pillars training Mudun Ninjutsu hard, Qingming smiled with satisfaction.

Seeing that the Zhujian who had just obtained the wooden escape had not encountered any doubts in his practice, Qingming was also free all of a sudden.

With a thought, Qingming has appeared in another space.

Qingming has not forgotten that he has another disciple.

The exclusive light ball between the pillars has been turned on, so the spot light ball should have absorbed enough energy.

“Damn it, why is there less and less Chakra these days?”

In a courtyard of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Madara frowned, his tone very annoyed and confused.

Unlike the Senju Clan, the Uchiha Clan does not have much advantage over ordinary people in terms of Chakra quantity.

Therefore, the chakra is also absorbed by the system as energy. The column feels that the chakra has not grown, but the spot is because the amount of chakra has decreased.

Although the total number of chakras that have been reduced this week has not been much, I am afraid that it will continue to decrease.

“I can feel that my daily practice has gradually increased Chakra, but why…”

“It’s like being sucked away.”

Ban Ping recovered from his ups and downs, then lowered his head to think.

“Ok?”

As if he had noticed something, Uchiha Madara suddenly raised his head, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes.

With a stroke of his right hand on his waist, Madara held a shuriken in his hand.

call out–

The sound of passing through the air sounded, and the shuriken flew towards the tree on the side.

I don’t know when, a figure wearing a white robe stood on the tree, quietly looking at this side.

Seeing Seimei’s unavoidable expression, Madara breathed a sigh of relief.

Now that the shuriken was only one fingertip away from Seimei, it was impossible to avoid it.

But in Madara’s stunned gaze, the shuriken passed directly through Qingming’s body, as if it had touched the air.

Seeing this scene, Madara’s forehead immediately oozes some cold sweat.

This weird scene is beyond common sense. If it weren’t for not believing in this, I’m afraid Madara already feels that he has encountered a ghost.



“Could it be that another race sent me to assassinate me?” Ban thought to himself.

It’s a pity that there are no people around here who can help Madara, only his younger brother Senna is not far away.

Seeing Madara’s vigilant look, Qingming smiled slightly and said, “Be my disciple.”

“Huh?” Madara looked surprised.

Although surprised, after realizing that the person in front of him did not intend to kill, Madara’s inner tension relaxed a little.

Immediately, Madara snorted coldly.

“My teacher can’t be anyone.”

Uchiha Madara’s words didn’t mean anything inflated.

The reason why there is no teacher up to now is because Madara’s father Uchiha Tajima is the strongest person in the clan.

Since my own father is so strong, why should he retreat to worship others as his teacher?

Moreover, Madara does not think that a foreigner who does not write a wheel can teach him comprehensively.

Seimei saw Madara’s thoughts and asked, “Do you think I can’t beat your father?”

To be honest, Seimei doesn’t know how his strength compares to a strong man like Uchiha Tajima.

In such troubled times, the Uchiha clan who can command a large number of people, Uchiha Tajima’s strength should be about the same as that of later generations.

But in front of one’s future disciples, at least the momentum can’t be weakened.

“Yes.” Ban admitted without hesitation.

After a pause, Madara continued: “Although I don’t know why you came here unknowingly, my father, as the patriarch of our Uchiha, can hardly support the general Shinobu for a long time.”

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