Naruto World, Wood Leaf Village.
The light of the setting sun fell on the ninja school, giving it a quiet and elegant atmosphere.
But among them, there was a child who seemed out of place.
"Clone Jutsu!"
Puchi!
After a cloud of white smoke came out, there was no clone at all.
"Failed again …"
Yūya's face had a slight smile.
He has been in this world for several years.
This is the world of Ninjas, Naito once fantasized about becoming a genius, and becoming a genius, and looking down on the world of Ninjas.
However, the fact is that it is extremely difficult for his body to refine Chakra, let alone practice ninjutsu.
The amount of Chakra he has is a fraction of that of his peers. As for ninjutsu, he can't even practice the most basic ninjutsu, no matter how hard he works, it will be the same.
"Although the Hachimon Tonkou is a powerful Forbidden Technique, and I can even defeat the Six Paths Madara, but what I want is not a moment of youth, but eternal glory." Naito looked at the sky with a little bit of bitterness.
God, can you not play with me like this!
"Alas, there will be a second ninja world war in two years at most. At that time, let alone a genin, even a Chunin and Jonin won't have the power to protect themselves."
Yūya sighed again. The time he crossed over is the eve of the second ninja world war. This time is very bad.
He is only eight years old now.
But there is not much time left for him.
Within two years, if he doesn't have enough ability to protect himself, he will be cannon fodder in the second ninja world war.
Yūya doesn't want to be cannon fodder.
"Forget it, don't think about it, I will go to the back of the mountain and continue to practice ninjutsu. Even if it is difficult to practice ninjutsu, I can't give up easily."
After shaking his head, Yūya stood up and walked toward the woods behind the school.
Walking on the road, from time to time, the ninja school students looked at him strangely.
"I heard that guy hasn't learned any ninjutsu yet."
"I'm afraid I won't even be able to pass the graduation exam in the future."
"Sure enough, a guy from a small Shinobi Village can never be compared with us geniuses born in Wood Leaf."
Sounds of discussion could be heard, accompanied by looks of disdain.
Yūya turned a blind eye to it.
A group of little kids, wait for the Second Shinobi World War to start in two years, they will know what crying means.
But speaking of which, his luck was indeed not too good.
Yūya didn't even ask to become a Senju or Uchiha Clan … He just wanted to have a normal family.
However, the truth was that he didn't even have a home!
Yūya was not born in Wood Leaf, but in a small Ninja Village.
That small Ninja Village has been destroyed by the Sand Village, one of the five great Ninja Villages. Yūya may be the only survivor, he was found by the Ninja of Wood Leaf and brought back to Wood Leaf.
Although he was just a child, he was also very unwelcome in Konoha, and he was treated coldly everywhere.
And Yūya has long been used to it.
Coming to the woods behind the school, Yūya walked in front of a wooden stake.
On the top of the wooden stake, there was a very obvious dent. That was the result of his countless sideways kicks and countless punches, bit by bit, he had forcefully punched the wooden stake into the ground!
Even if he didn't have any talent for ninjutsu, Yūya never had the idea of giving up.
Looking at the bandages on his hands and feet, Yūya took a deep breath, suddenly kicked out and landed on the dent of the wooden stake.
"One, two, three … thirty-five, thirty-six …"
Sweat like rain.
Soon, a strong fatigue and fatigue came to his body, especially his ankle, gradually began to ache, soreness, and swelling pain.
But Yūya didn't stop, he gritted his teeth and continued.
In this place where it's getting dark and there's no one around, Naito was working hard to practice his Taijutsu. He couldn't practice Ninjutsu, so the only way to develop his Taijutsu is to improve his Taijutsu. He must put in more effort than other children of his age.
Huchi! Huchi!
Gradually, Yūya began to pant violently, sweat has completely soaked his clothes, and even dripped to the ground.
Finally, when his legs were numb and he couldn't stand stably, Yūya stopped.
"Take a break, next is five hundred straight punches, then two hundred side kicks …"
Naito sat on the side and rested for a while, looking at the last glimmer of the sunset in the sky, his face showed a little bit of relaxation.
If he could do this every day, he could enjoy the beautiful scenery, but unfortunately, the Second Shinobi World War, the Third Shinobi World War, and the Fourth Shinobi World War … With so many crises hanging over his head, it's impossible to relax.
Just when Yūya rested for a while and was ready to get up and practice again, he suddenly made a sound of surprise.
Because he noticed that when the last ray of light fell on the horizon, it seemed to illuminate a strange shadow in a certain direction in the forest.
What is that?
Yūya's face showed a trace of curiosity.
The shadow just now wasn't big, it was like an apple, is there any delicious fruit in this forest?
With curiosity, Yūya slowly walked in that direction.
The sky gradually became completely dark, Yūya took out a ninja tool for illumination, then continued to walk forward. After walking for a while, Yūya stopped in front of a bush, his expression instantly became dull, showing an expression as if he saw a ghost.
Clang!!
He was so shocked that even the light in his hand fell to the ground.
The light disappeared, and the surroundings fell into darkness.
"This … this is …"
Yūya quickly squatted down, touched a few times, picked up the light again, and then shined it on the thing in the bush.
His expression was still dull.
Finally, Yūya carefully reached out and took the thing in the bush.
This is a strange fruit, if it's anyone in Naruto's world, it's impossible to know what it is, I'm afraid they will throw it away as a poisonous fruit. But Yūya is different, Yūya used to be an anime fan, so he recognized it at a glance.
Devil Fruit!
"How could this thing appear in Naruto's world?!"
Looking at the incomparably exquisite devil fruit in his hand, Yūya's face was dull.
It doesn't make sense!
Is it really just some kind of poisonous fruit that happened to grow like this?
This thought flashed in his heart.
But Yūya immediately shook his head.
There's no other reason, because it's too similar, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel like a fake thing.
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