"Come on!"
Nangong Zhe looked at the girl in front of him who had become bruised and bruised, and still looked at him with a pair of cold eyes.
This girl was Little Linger, the one who told Nangong Zhe that she wanted to become a ninja and enter the ninja school.
In order to let Little Linger keep up with the learning progress of the ninja school, Nangong Zhe let Nangong Rou teach Little Linger some basic ninja knowledge, and he taught Little Linger Taijutsu.
Although most ninjas rely on a variety of strange or powerful Ninjutsu and Genjutsu to attack. But most of the time, in order to save Chakra in their body. If they can use Taijutsu to solve the problem, they will focus on Taijutsu.
A ninja who is very good at Taijutsu is not necessarily a top ninja, but a top ninja must be a ninja with strong Taijutsu.
Little Linger wiped her face with her hand, hoping to reduce the dust on her face. But the dirt on her hand made her white and tender face even dirtier.
Little Linger didn't protest. From childhood to adulthood, whether it was with her grandfather, Nangong Zhe, or Mashiro, she went to Kagakure. Little Linger was basically protected by the people around her. Although it was a bit exaggerated to say that she didn't do any chores, but it was not far off.
Since Nangong Zhe trained her in this way. Little Linger didn't know how many bruises on her body, and how many tears she secretly shed. But Nangong Zhe didn't reduce his strength. Instead, when he found that Little Linger could accept this level of strength, he increased his strength by a bit.
Every day, Ling 'er would suffer all kinds of injuries of varying degrees. Fortunately, Nangong Rou was a qualified medical ninja, and Nangong Zhe was also very measured. So basically, after a night, Little Linger will recover. Then she will suffer the next day's torture.
"Haa!"
Little Linger made a soft roar, and her whole body rushed toward Nangong Zhe. She even pulled out a kunai from behind her back with her small hands.
This was Nangong Zhe's requirement for Little Linger. She can use any weapon, she can use any means. As long as she can leave a little injury on her body, she won't have to go through this kind of training. Directly to the ninja school.. Nangong Zhe will only use taijutsu to fight, and he won't even use internal strength or weapons.
But Mashiro, Nangong Rou, and even Shinna Kushina felt that Nangong Zhe deliberately didn't want Little Linger to go to the ninja school. After all, although Nangong Zhe hasn't reached the level of a Kage, he is only one step away. Moreover, Nangong Zhe is good at swordsmanship, and his taijutsu is naturally very strong. To let a little girl who hasn't trained for a long time attack Nangong Zhe, and even leave a wound on Nangong Zhe's body. It is simply too difficult a challenge.
But Nangong Zhe insisted that Little Linger must be trained like this, and the girls had no way to stop Nangong Zhe. Yabuki, who occasionally came here, saw Nangong Zhe's training method, and from time to time, she muttered in her heart whether to let her daughter come to Nangong Zhe to learn. After all, Nangong Zhe didn't go easy on Little Linger, and for her daughter, Yabuki was very distressed. How could she be willing to let Nangong Zhe train like this?
After this period of training, Little Linger's speed, strength, flexibility, and other aspects have improved greatly. Soon, she arrived in front of Nangong Zhe.
Obviously, she was holding a kunai in one hand, but she still used a skillful fist technique to practice with Nangong Zhe.
"Not bad … This set of fist technique was originally summarized by me for Rou 'er. But Rou 'er doesn't like boxing, so it has been idle. I thought that you might be very suitable for this set of fist technique, so I taught it to you. I didn't expect that in such a short time, you have already learned three of it! "
Both of their fists and feet were clearly clashing, but Nangong Zhe looked like he was handling a butcher's cleaver with ease. He even leisurely to the point where he started to evaluate Little Linger's fist technique.
Little Linger is a very proud person, such behavior is no different from the highest degree of provocation. What's more, these words were said by her favorite Brother Nangong, which made Little Linger's heart more angry.
She didn't speak, but instead, the fist in her hand became sharper. She had to answer everything Nangong Zhe said with every blow.
Nangong Zhe also secretly nodded. A person is not afraid of their own negative emotions. What is afraid is that a person will be affected by their own emotions and be implicated.
Whether it is anger or injustice, the right way to vent it can increase a person's combat power.
The two of them have exchanged dozens of blows, and slowly, Little Linger fell into a disadvantage. After all, Little Linger is still very young, and her physical fitness has not really reached the point where it can be compared to an adult. The speed and strength of the punches kept decreasing, and the fist technique began to become a little messy.
Soon after, a huge flaw appeared in Ling Er's defense. Her left abdomen did not defend against Nangong Zhe's attack, and Nangong Zhe's palm hit her left abdomen. She instantly lost her balance and fell back. But Nangong Zhe has no intention of stopping. He stretched out one hand and grabbed Little Linger's arm, and the other hand supported Little Linger's waist. He threw Little Linger in his hand to the ground behind him.
"This time is still considered …"
Nangong Zhe knew that Little Linger has no more strength to fight, so he withdrew his strength. He was ready to teach Little Linger a good lesson, so that she can understand the strengths and weaknesses of this training. But before he finished his sentence, a kunai flew towards Nangong Zhe's face.
But the kunai's flight path was too simple for Nangong Zhe, so Nangong Zhe easily caught the kunai in his hand.
"This move is not bad …"
Nangong Zhe looked at the kunai in his hand, and even fiddled with it a few times. However, the unresigned Ling Ling 'er, who was sitting opposite him, had a strange smirk on her face.
"Brother Nangong … there is something even better!"
Just as Little Linger spoke, Nangong Zhe found a shallow wound on his ankle, and a very thin shuriken was inserted into the tree trunk behind him.
"I've never intended to defeat you in a direct confrontation, Big Brother. All you ask of me is to leave a wound on your body. No matter how shallow, no matter how small it is, it's fine! "Little Linger's face showed a bright smile.
It was obvious that Ling Er did not completely exhaust her stamina during the face-to-face training. Instead, she had left a little bit of it. After Nangong Zhe relaxed a little, Little Linger threw a kunai at Nangong Zhe's face. She distracted Nangong Zhe, and at the same time, her other hand secretly grabbed the specially made shuriken and threw it towards Nangong Zhe's ankle. Because the wound was very small, Nangong Zhe only paid attention to Little Linger, and did not feel anything.
Nangong Zhe suddenly felt that he had been through a lot, and now he suddenly capsized in front of Little Linger, he felt very uncomfortable …
His bitter face naturally made the few girls watching from the side clap and cheer.
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