"So … I will ask you again seriously, are you sure you want me to train you?"
Looking at Sasuke standing in front of him, Nangong Zhe said seriously with a slightly thin body and a young face.
Just three days ago, Nangong Zhe appeared in front of Sasuke. He used his strength to make Sasuke realize his powerlessness. Looking at Sasuke curled up on the ground, Nangong Zhe left a note with his address. Nangong Zhe knew that Sasuke would come to find him.
Sasuke found him three days later. During these three days, Nangong Zhe didn't know what Sasuke was thinking and wasn't interested to know. But when Sasuke asked him to train him to make him stronger, Nangong Zhe asked such a question.
"Yes …" Although Sasuke was young, he was very serious when facing Nangong Zhe, "My strength is still too weak. I want to defeat Itachi. I want to let the Uchiha Clan stand proudly in front of everyone again. So I came here to find you and ask you to help me become stronger. Since you left your address, it naturally means that you are willing to help me. "
"Naruto and Sakura, who are in the same class as you, have received my training, but it is completely different from what you want. I just use some common methods to let them adapt to this world, but you want me to teach you how to kill. I will be stricter and crueler. Since you have decided, I won't allow you to back out halfway. "
Putting the Azure Jade Wine Gourd in his hand beside him, Nangong Zhe changed from sitting in the corridor to standing up, staring at Sasuke.
Sasuke didn't say a word, but his eyes were very determined.
"Very well, then let's start now?"
Nangong Zhe smiled. Although such a child wasn't cute, he was very interesting. Far more interesting than Sakura and Naruto combined.
"I actually don't know any Ninjutsu, and I don't want to learn any Ninjutsu. I only know the sword, only the sword to kill. I can only teach you how to use the sword, but before that, I want you to truly understand your weakness. "
"Weakness …" Sasuke heard Nangong Zhe's words and said with a little self-mockery, "You can only become strong when you know that you are weak, and you can only become proud when you experience humility. Weakness itself isn't a sin, not wanting to improve is. "
"This sentence is somewhat interesting. Then, let's see how weak we really are."
Although it was a question, Nangong Zhe didn't give Sasuke a chance to refute.
A majestic momentum came out of Nangong Zhe's body. The momentum that once subdued everyone in Blood-Cloak Pavilion was released without reservation. Nangong Zhe's murderous aura and hostility gradually outlined the phantom of Yama behind Nangong Zhe. The phantom of Yama that was once awakened in the Banishment Senpai's illusion was now gradually controlled and used by Nangong Zhe.
What was Yama? It was an existence that dominated all lives and judged all lives.
Even if it was just a phantom, Yama's eyes were exceptionally clear. The pure color with a kind of contempt for all living beings was undoubtedly revealed.
Perhaps Sasuke was the only one who could describe the horror of Yama's Illusion.
Those eyes stared at him tightly, as if they could see through him. Whether his good or bad deeds were seen through by Yama's eyes.
Sasuke's body trembled and gradually bent under the pressure of momentum.
His whole body slowly lowered to the ground. When Sasuke realized it, his body was almost completely close to the ground. Even his face was only an inch away from the ground.
"When I first came to Wood leaf, a senpai also treated me like this. Maybe it was because he was curious about me, or maybe it was because of a little bit of bad taste. At that time, I also struggled under his pressure, as if I wanted to prove myself. "
With that, Nangong Zhe couldn't help but think of Wood leaf's White Fang Hatake Mauso, who was enough to be called his mentor and friend. Nangong Zhe reached out and casually grabbed the green jade gourd beside him, and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth.
White Fang also had to give up his life under the persecution of Wood leaf's higher-ups. Wasn't White Fang's situation similar to his current situation? Would he end up like White Fang?
White Fang was like Nangong Zhe's example, constantly reminding Nangong Zhe not to show a trace of weakness. Otherwise, not only would he lose his life, but also all his loved ones would fall into endless sorrow.
At this moment, Sasuke couldn't hear Nangong Zhe's words clearly, because Nangong Zhe's pressure made Sasuke have to ignore the existence outside of himself.
Compared to Nangong Zhe, Sasuke's physical fitness and strength were much worse. If he really wanted to survive this kind of pressure, he had to ignore all distracting thoughts and explore all his potential.
Sasuke's ears kept buzzing, and even his brain had bursts of tingling pain. It seemed that his body was warning him that it had reached a state of high load.
Whether it was the sound of his heart beating, the sound of his blood flowing, the sound of his blood vessels expanding, or the sound of his bones rubbing because of the pressure, Sasuke could clearly feel it.
Gradually, Sasuke's breathing became difficult. It was as if a ball of fire had been stuffed into his lungs, constantly burning the air and the alveoli inside. Every breath of air that Sasuke breathed in was like a stream of gasoline, constantly pouring on the fire. But Sasuke couldn't stop breathing, and could only suffer like this.
Sasuke's limbs were still in pain, but gradually, it was replaced by soreness that constantly attacked Sasuke's brain. Then even the soreness disappeared, leaving only an indescribable state of indifference.
Sasuke seemed to have no limbs, no body. Only a vague consciousness was left, and that consciousness kept telling himself that he must persevere. Only by persevering would she be able to appear in front of her beloved brother in a dignified manner. Only then would she be able to live up to the blood that her parents had spilled.
Only … only persevere!
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