Early the next morning, Zhenyang turned into an old actor as soon as he opened his eyes.

"Hey? Why are you in my quilt?"

Xiaodie rubbed her eyes, groped around her glasses, and said in a lazy tone: "Oh, maybe I've gone to the wrong room."

"That's the case, then I won't be an example."

"Um."

I always feel like I have heard this conversation somewhere.

Then the two of them were dressed neatly and walked out without changing their faces.

It’s just that I just walked into the wrong room. What can I do?

Anyone who thinks wrongly will face the wall and think about his mistakes!

When we walked to the hall, we found that Xiaojie and the others had already gotten up. We were constantly trying to use the Nian, just like a child who had just obtained a new toy, even Hanzo was no exception.

"I'll introduce you to me. This is my assistant Xiaodie. She has serious amnesia and is a little bit natural, so I won't say your names or something. Anyway, I can't remember it if I say it."

Xiaojie and the other two: "..."

Even though he said so, Xiaojie and the others still introduced themselves, Xiaodie nodded, and looked like he had not woken up, and he was probably not remembering it at all.

"You have mastered the skills of [Zang] yesterday. However, there are many techniques for using thoughts, such as the ability to eliminate breath, and can also be used to restore energy when it is safe, or even further [hidden], etc.."

“Based on the speed of your learning, it will determine how much you can learn from me in the end.”

"Oh, it's really troublesome to think about it. Sure enough, I shouldn't have agreed to that old man."

Zhenyang sighed, and then threw all the theoretical guidance to Xiaodie.

Although Xiaodie has a bad memory, some instinctive things cannot be forgotten.

The various techniques of using pronunciation are equivalent to her instinct, so there is no problem with her teaching Xiaojie and the others. Some things are even better and more detailed than him.

Zhenyang was so happy when he saw it!

Just run out to play by yourself, so that those who are capable can work harder.

Fortunately, Xiaojie and his friends have the best understanding and qualifications, and they can basically get it at a glance, and then they can also ask questions by learning from one example. Therefore, they are almost a thousand miles a day, and they are the same every day.

This is enough to prove how important it is to lay a good foundation!

As for the several times when Xiaodie accidentally walked into the wrong room, Zhenyang stopped ignoring her because she had helped her a lot.

Of course, every morning when you open your eyes and perform routines, you are still performing all the time, probably because you are worried that your acting skills will decline.

In a flash, half a month passed.

The strength of Xiaojie and his friends can be described as a rapid progress!

Now it is no problem to beat yourself a few of them before.

After all, learning to recite and not being able to recite are simply people from different worlds.

Ordinary people who can't recite stand in front of those with chanting ability, like standing naked in the cold North Pole, but don't know why they feel chills.

He is so weak that he is pitiful!

And on this day, when Mayang was about to go out as usual, Hanzo finally couldn't help but come to him.

"Hmm? You ask me why I use the code name [Ninja]? What's wrong? Do you register the copyright and no one else can use it. If you use it, it means infringement?"

Hanzo waved his hand quickly, "I don't mean that, I mean..."

"You mean I want to know if there is any relationship between me and you, right?"

Hanzo nodded vigorously immediately, "Yes, I'm just curious."

"That's probably going to disappoint you. I have nothing to do with your organization. In addition, in my eyes, you are so far behind the real ninjas, so far that I don't even want to use your ideas."

Hanzo suddenly looked solemn, "We are a secret organization that has been passed down from generation to generation since ancient times. Although we are already in a state of decline, many things have been passed down. We are real ninjas. Although we are very grateful for your teachings of me to practice, I do not allow anyone to underestimate ninjas."

"Understanding ninjas? I think you probably misunderstood. All I underestimate is you. When you see the real ninjas, you will know what I mean."

"What does the real ninja mean? If possible, I want to see what the real ninja you are talking about is different from us."

Zhenyang sneered, "I always say that I am a ninja, okay, I ask you, what kind of ninja do you know? Is the fireball technique possible? Is the water dragon bullet technique possible? Is the shadow clone technique possible? Do you know what Sharingan is? Do you know what blood limit is?"

"It's not that I underestimate you, but that the ninja I know is not the same thing as yours."

Hanzo...is confused!

At first, when he was asked what kind of ninjutsu he knew, he wanted to answer, but the "Rao Fireball Technique" and "Shuilong Bullet Technique" followed him was stunned!

What do you mean by this?

Hanzo has been a ninja for 18 years and has never heard of these ninjas. As for the Sharingan behind him, he can't understand even more.

Could it be that these are all forbidden techniques recorded on the Dream Scroll?

Suddenly, Hanzo thought of a possibility and asked excitedly: "Is the dream scroll in your hands? It must be, otherwise, how could you know these things!"

Meow Meow Meow?

Zhenyang tilted his head and looked at Hanzo with a caring expression that he was mentally retarded. As expected, none of the people who called this name were smart.

"What dream scroll? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Okay, just pretend you don't know, what else do you know about ninjas? Can you tell me?"

Shinyang didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, but when he looked at the guy's expectant pleading eyes, the words turned inexplicably, "Follow me, today I will tell you the story of Naruto!"

Hanzo didn't know that it was a ninja story from another world, but he followed it very excitedly.

The two returned to the room, took some food and drink, and Zhenyang started talking after a while.

"According to legend, in the era of the chaos of the river (river crab), there was a ninja family called Qianshou..."

"Later, with the cooperation between Shinju Hashirama and Madara Uchiha, the first ninja village was established, called Konoha, and the first shaman, Naruto!"

Zhenyang was a little unpleasant after holding it in for a long time, while Hanzo was so intoxicated!

It turns out that the Ninja era was also a prosperous era!

There are a variety of physical skills and ninjutsu, various incredible blood limits, and the ninja god who finally reached the top of the ninja world!
Chapter completed!