"Go back to the village by yourself," Uehara muttered as he packed his things. "Although I know the way, I'm still a child! What if I'm kidnapped along the way?"

"Fengga," Uehara paused in organizing things, "What's wrong with your hands? And...eyes?"

"It's nothing serious." He shook his hanging arm to indicate that he was fine. Feng Jia was a little unsure, "Are you leaving Uehara?"

"Yes," Uehara zipped up his backpack with a snap, and all of Uehara's things were ready, "I'm going to report to the Intelligence Department, I have a mission."

"I'll go back to the village with you!" Feng Jia also wanted to go back to the village to see his other companions.

"You?" Looking at Feng Jia's miserable look, "It's better to forget it. I know the way."

"By the way," Uehara suddenly remembered something very important, "Do you still have the shuriken? Lend me some and return them to you later."

"Yes!" Feng Jia nodded, "How much do you want?"

Uehara stretched out a finger.

"A hundred?" Feng Jia nodded, "I should have a hundred."

"No." Feng Ga obviously misunderstood what he meant. Uehara shook his head, "It's not a hundred, it's... a ton."

"Ah? So many?!"

Ignoring Feng Ga's surprised jaw that was about to drop to the ground, Uehara waved his hand in front of his eyes and finally called his attention back, "Is there any? I'll go buy some."

"No!" Feng Ga was very distressed, "Although I made the shurikens myself, making so many shurikens is such a waste of time!"

…

Before setting off, Uehara took a quick shower. You should know that he had hid in a sewer and the smell on his body was terrible.

Drying his hair with a towel and styling his hair in front of the mirror, Uehara still had time to look at himself in the mirror. Uehara's appearance is quite good, especially when compared to the way his peers are covered in dirt every day, Uehara

His clean and tidy clothes made him stand out among a group of teenagers.

I washed a change of clothes, filled up the water in the reserve, and bought a lot of food. The preparation of supplies was almost completed. The only thing left was to replenish the severely consumed shurikens. The shurikens of the Fuuma clan are of very good quality.

, Uehara decided to take the opportunity to stock up, as it is not always possible to buy high-quality shurikens from the Fuuma clan at wholesale prices.

"Is anyone there?" He came to the shuriken warehouse Feng Ga mentioned and knocked hard on the door, but no one responded.

"Is there anyone?" My hands hurt when I knocked, but there was still no one. "If you don't open the door, I'll kick it open..."

"You can open the door yourself." A ninja from the Fuuma clan opened the door and came out, pointing to the red button on the door for Uehara, "This door is automatic."

Uehara retracted his feet, feeling a little embarrassed. He had been in the ninja world for a long time, and he had adapted to a lifestyle without much high technology. For example, he subconsciously ignored the red button.

"High technology," Uehara, who was walking behind the Fuma clan ninjas, looked back at the slowly closing door, "what is the principle of this door, ninjutsu, electricity, machinery, or water pressure..."

"Water pressure." Uehara muttered in a low voice, and the Fuma clan ninja in front of him heard every word. "Here we are, just register what you need to purchase there."

The warehouse is filled with boxes with seals on them, and there are several open boxes filled with shurikens, kunais, and darts that are shining with cold light. There are thousands of books of various sizes, and there is also a huge one.

Can hold a box of Fuma shuriken.

"this."

"I want this too."

"I want two boxes of Qianben, type 2... I know the type 2 is small, I put it in the ninja tool for use."

With the consent of the ninjas of the Fuma clan, Uehara took out the kunai he bought from the village. After the experiment, it turned out that it was still better than the Fuma clan.

"Well, Fuma Shuriken," Uehara pointed to the largest box, "How many can be packed in one box?"

"Four handfuls."

"Four," Uehara touched his chin and pondered for two seconds, "that is to say, throw the Double Butterfly Killer twice and it will be gone. Well, I want five boxes of Fuuma Shuriken."

…

Uehara left with satisfaction, saying that he wanted a ton of shurikens, but in the end, Uehara couldn't hold the scroll anymore. When he finally took out a large wad of cash and paid without blinking, he was really shocked because he was not strong enough and therefore was dismissed.

The ninja from the Fuma clan who was sent to guard the warehouse had so much money, which was equivalent to several months of his salary...

…

"We can set off as soon as we are ready." The missing Han was still in the Fuma clan. He was walking and discussing things with a ninja from the Fuma clan in colorful clothes.

"Well... the training ground has been destroyed like this," he unknowingly walked to the vicinity of the 20th training ground and looked at the unrecognizable training ground. Feng Liao, Wawa's father and the contemporary head of the Feng Mo clan, said, "Tu Liu

It is rare to see people doing this by combining the wall with the trees." To verify it for himself, Feng Long slapped the earth flow wall with his chakra-laden palm, and there was a crackling sound, and the hit part was very easy.

It collapsed, but nearly half of the earth flow walls with trees as the skeleton on both sides were still intact.

"No wonder Wawa and the others were defeated," Feng Rong said with a smile on his face, "The strength of the earth flow wall has been greatly strengthened. It takes a lot of effort to destroy it. Han, your students are pretty good~"

Han laughed silently and didn't want to explain. Is such strength considered strong? Some time ago, Uehara always found sand, pebbles and lime to make the yard smoky. Uehara wanted to experiment with the optimal ratio of soil.

It was a good idea to escape to create earth escape that was as hard as concrete, but he failed.

Just one layer of earth flow wall requires half the sand and gravel carried by the scroll, which is too low cost performance. Half of the storage scroll can carry more necessary supplies, which is much more useful than carrying some stones. Han's suggestion for this is

, when Uehara reaches the Jonin level, he can use the changes in chakra properties and shapes to perform special earth escape ninjutsu, such as earth escape-lime condensation, cement bombs...

"With the damage like this, the training ground will not be usable for a long time," Fenglong Thief chuckled, "Han, it was your students who destroyed it, you have to pay for it!"

"I don't have any money." Han spread his hands and emptied his empty pockets, "All my money has been given to Uehara. If you really want compensation, you can ask Uehara for it," Han said easily.

So he sold Uehara, "But I guess Uehara won't pay attention to you at all..."

…

"Wait a minute for Uehara!" Wawa limped and caught up with Uehara as soon as he woke up. At this time, Uehara had just walked to the exit of the canyon where the Fuma clan was carrying his backpack.

"Frog, you're awake." Uehara turned around and greeted Frog friendly, "Don't run around if you are injured, take a good rest..."

"Uehara, I, I..." Wawa's face turned red, and he really didn't know how to speak. After all, the task given by his father was too embarrassing.

"What, do you have something to say?" Uehara was surprised.

Under Uehara's persistent questioning, Wawa finally spoke, "Dad asked you to pay for the cost of damaging the training ground!"

Uehara was stunned and speechless. He still had to pay for it. Uehara gave a disdainful middle finger to Wawa, then nodded to Feng Ga who was seeing him off and left.

"Goodbye Uehara!" Although he was despised by Uehara, Wawa smiled happily. If Uehara really gave him money, he wouldn't know how he would face Uehara in the future.

Watching Uehara disappear from sight, "Feng Ga," Wawa stopped him as he looked at Feng Ga walking with his head lowered, "We can all train together in the future, your progress is too far behind."

"Thank you!" Feng Jia smiled brightly, and then walked with his head lowered.

"Hey, don't you ask me why?" Wawa was a little dissatisfied.

"Um," Feng Jia was stunned, "It's really strange, why frog?"

"Because that guy Uehara gave me a very powerful ninjutsu and put it on the table in the hospital..."

"Rasengan?" Feng Jia somewhat understood what happened.

"...How do you know it's a Rasengan?"

"If you want to learn the Rasengan, you can ask me. I know that technique too." Fengjia curled his lips, "But we are still revising the Rasengan training method, so don't think about learning it for the time being."

"Oh..." Wawa scratched his head and walked with his head down as well.

"Fengjia, what are you doing tomorrow? Since we are all injured, let's rest for a while." After a battle with Yuan, Wawa had never felt so tired. He just wanted to find time to sleep well.

Sleep.

"I have to train tomorrow." Feng Jia frowned and thought about something, and answered somewhat calmly.

"You still need to train when your hands are like that?" Wa Wa raised his voice, "I can't do it. I lost too much blood. If I train again, I will die!" Wa Wa said in an exaggerated and high-pitched voice.

arrive.

"The Rasengan can be trained with just one hand, and Feng Ga, you have the Wind Release Chakra like me. In this case, you can help me complete the Rasengan technique." The two of them were about to separate and go home.

Fine-tuning the steps of the technique bit by bit was too energy-consuming, and Feng Ga was ready to drag Waga, who was very good at the Wind Release Ninjutsu, into the water.

"There are many people who know the Rasengan. The earliest ones were Sasaki and Natsuki, and later Wutong and the others. I heard that Yutu and the others also obtained this technique. The Rasengan is an unfinished technique, and each of us is now using different methods to verify it.

With the correct way of practice, this technique will be completed in our hands. Frog, are you coming?"
Chapter completed!