Start From Parsing Wood Style

Chapter 16

Chapter 16 Please be my teacher

Ise grinned in pain, and this kid was really not at all polite to bite.

But at the same time, the healing effect is surprisingly good. As Chakra spread to the opponent, the burnt black scab on the surface of Nawaki’s body quickly fell off, and the marks of the bombing wounds faded away.

His breathing became steady, and his heart gradually beaten harder.

After a while, watching the other party’s vital signs gradually recover, Ise retracted his right hand, rubbed the bite marks, and sighed.

“Does the fetters of this world begin like this?”

After all, he still sympathizes with the other person, who is about to die at a young age, and has taken this step.

Slightly bent over, carrying Nawaki on his back, he was about to leave this chaotic war zone.

The ability to heal is very powerful, but he does not intend to let the other party keep biting himself to recover. As a ninja, his own immunity and physical resilience are also extremely powerful.

Over time, Nawaki’s body can naturally recover.

There are many dilapidated villages in the warring border area. Some people died in the chaos of the war, and some people saw that the situation was wrong and moved early.

In the village, there are naturally more vacant rooms. Ise searched around, made up the bed, and settled down Nawaki, who had passed out of a coma.

Later, he went to the inland river to catch some fish as food for the rest of the time.

Immortal in the detonation talisman trap, Nawaki’s luck had been calculated, but his injuries were serious, and he opened his eyes after being in a coma for three days.

“You are?”

Seeing the strange face of Ise, Nawaki asked suspiciously. He was still weak, his face was pale, and dense fine sweat was leaking from his forehead.

“You have a fever, talk less, sleep more, and if you can move, drink the fish soup and put it on the table next to you.”

Ise was sitting on the side, thinking about Wood Style.

These days, he has an immature idea. That is to reduce the amount of Chakra output for those powerful Wood Style advanced ninjutsu, so as to weaken their power and achieve the goal that can be released at his stage.

He who has pioneered has this ability to do this. In fact, for the release of Chakra and the use of Indian discrimination, he has an innate advantage, just like instinct.

“There are difficulties, but it is indeed possible.”

Ise made a judgment and planned to try.

If he can release powerful ninjutsu such as the Arrival of the Tree Realm at this stage, the improvement in combat power will be considerable.

“You saved me, thank you.”

Nawaki recalled what happened before his coma and said gratefully, but soon his expression changed again.

“Can I ask you something? I have an important piece of information that I want to send to the police.”

Ise did not answer, but pointed to the dashi that night: “If you don’t drink it anymore, it will be cold.”

It’s a great blessing to save this kid’s life, and let him send information, how is it possible? He is not a ninja, the battlefield is very dangerous, okay?

“Your life is just barely kept, if you want to move or continue to perform your mission.”

“Then, I can’t save you again.”

Seeing that the opponent was struggling to get up, Ise warned again.

“This information is very important!”

Nawaki gritted his teeth.

He suffered from pain in many parts of his body, and he also saw herbs applied to these parts and rags that he didn’t know where he came from.

The injury is serious, he can feel it, but his life and death are not important compared to the task.

“In the eyes of Konoha Shinobi, you are already a dead person.”

“The battlefield situation is changing rapidly. Your intelligence may be out of date, and they will also reschedule their deployment.”

Ise said again.

“And you, if you really die, Tsunade will be very sad.”

Nawaki’s face changed slightly and looked at Ise: “You know my sister?”

Ise stopped responding, and sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, as if in samādhi.

In the end, Nawaki sighed and tremblingly picked up the fish soup on the table and drank it. Because he found that with his physical condition, it is indeed impossible to return to the battlefield.

When he recovers, the battle will no longer be known.

After a while, the weak Nawaki closed his eyes again and fell asleep. Ise got up, changed the medicine for the other party, and then began to try his own ideas.

Three days later, he summarized the Indian style, sorted out his thoughts, and prepared to test it himself.

The climate of Rain Shinobi Village is always misty and misty, and the sky is now raining lightly.

Ise walked out of the house, his eyes a little serious.

He began to seal the seal and felt that Chakra in his body was being mobilized quickly, which was originally several times Chūnin, dozens of times Chakra, surging out quickly at this moment.

“Wood Style, the sea of trees has come!”

Chakra is almost uncontrollable, madness pouring out, like a flood, rushing towards the air ahead.

Visible to the naked eye, the saplings twisted and sprang out of the ground, propping up a green shadow at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, a small forest covering a hundred meters in a radius appeared in his eyes. The strong breath of life is full of vigor, and the tender green branches are shaking slightly.

But Ise, who was standing on the big tree branch, was pale, and after a few breaths, he fell down with a puff.

Chakra consumes too much! Compared to others, he was considered a massive Chakra, but he couldn’t support the release of Ninjutsu.

At the same time, a strong sense of exhaustion also swept through, which shows that Wood Style is equally terrible for mental consumption.

“I’m still too far away!”

With a sigh, Ise said helplessly.

After standing up after a short break, Ise turned around and saw Nawaki with his mouth wide open at the door of the wooden house, with a shocked look on his face.

“This is Wood Style?!!!”

Nawaki exclaimed.

“Absolutely yes, this is Wood Style, my God, you know Wood Style!”

He suddenly remembered the vine that wrapped him before he fell into a coma, and instantly understood.

“Who on earth are you?”

Nawaki was excited and expectant, staring at Ise with admiring eyes.

Knowing how to use Wood Style, the people in front of me are so powerful, they are simply my idols.

“My name is Ise, if you talk about blood.”

Ise sighed, spread his hands and said again.

“Maybe you can call me cousin.”

Nawaki was stunned, and then even more excited: “You, are you from the Senju clan?”

“My name is Senju Ise.”