Lu Sheng skillfully took out the key from his pocket and opened the door.

Accompanied by the sound of leaves, Lu Sheng was looking for his mother-in-law in the courtyard.

After searching, I found a note on the desktop.

"My mother-in-law went to the square to dance. The food was kept. My lovely grandson must finish the celery!"

“…”

Lu Sheng looked at the familiar handwriting and fell into a daze.

He proposed the concept of square dance.

During an accidental chat, my mother-in-law said that she was too bored in the new village and was similar to the original clan. Lu Sheng casually mentioned that she could dance in the square to exercise.

Anyway, there is nothing in the village now, but there is no shortage of venue.

When Lu Sheng took his mother-in-law home, he discovered that the elderly Uchiha was so terrifying. His wild dance made people chill and his slow movements made people feel relieved.

It's a war dance.

The dance posture is adapted from physical skills tempered by years of turmoil.

Lu Sheng chewed and slowly recalled that his mother-in-law's dance moves now should be the best. With the experience of being haunted by square dance in his previous life, it should be no problem to easily win the first place among the elderly Uchiha group.

"Cough...Cough!!!"

My mother-in-law, who came back from the dance hall in advance, gently touched Lu Sheng's back. After seeing the miso soup that had been choked, she sat down opposite him.

"The Qianshou clan wants to fight the Uchiha clan?" Lu Sheng asked with his cheeks flushed and said quickly. It shouldn't be! Why has the village declared war again?

"It's a square dance!" The patient mother-in-law took out the fan from the cabinet and explained to her beloved grandson: "Don't underestimate her mother-in-law! Her mother-in-law is now the leader of the Uchiha clan!"

Lu Sheng stared at his silver silk with big eyes and a high-spirited mother-in-law, and said uncertainly: "Does the teacher know?"

"You said, "The mother-in-law's face was full of fighting spirit and returned to her former kindness. She stood up and walked outside with a shaking fan. "What do children know? I'm going to go out to talk about tactics with your second uncle."

Very energetic, this is what Lu Sheng wanted to say.

The elderly Uchiha and the elderly Qianshou began to collide. I wonder what the bloody scene on the day of the game would be.

Lu Sheng stood up and packed the bowls and chopsticks, and began his daily practice.

First of all, the refinement of chakra. He is still growing, and the number of chakra is increasing steadily every day.

As for the fineness of the chakra control, you are also slowly moving forward. Don’t worry, just refine the chakra first.

Since he extracted the chakra, the cells in his body's desire for chakra have never stopped, and he seems to be unable to feed them no matter how much.

Therefore, there are much more chakra in his body than his peers.

Under Madara's comments, it is almost the same as his peers in the Uzumaki clan.

Although single magma can only enhance dynamic vision, Lu Sheng was extremely satisfied, and he felt that it was not far from the time to start double magma after this.

Lights in the village outside the window gradually faded away as the dusk faded.

Helplessly put the fire escape scroll that Madara gave aside, stood up and headed towards the bathroom, went to bed early and now it was time for the official growth.

The next day.

Lu Sheng stepped on the grass covered with dewdrops to the agreed place.

The girl in Uchiha casual clothes in the jungle was waiting for him, her purple hair hanging tightly on her chest, and two short knives were hanging around her waist.

Although it is a short knife, its length is higher than half of the young Jiri's body.

"What are you going to train today?"

Lu Sheng walked to the girl and asked softly.

"Sword technique." Uchihari said concisely, took down the short knife from his waist and handed it to the boy in front of him, "Allowing to open the Sharingan."

Strong self-confidence, no, should mean absolute self-confidence.

She has the confidence.

In every physical training, Lu Sheng never defeated her.

The showdown between Kowloon and the sword technique is often the result of failure.

Holding the short knife in her hands tightly, her legs calmed down and steadily holding her breath, Lu Sheng watched her every move with the insight of the Sharingan.

Gusts of wind hit.

wrong.

It was she moving.

The figure in front of him had obviously disappeared, and the rotating Tomato was looking for the girl's figure around.

The buzzing sound of the fierce collision of the short knife penetrated into his ears.

After a moment of sword light, Jiri stood in front of him with a calm look and stared at him quietly.

Now it's time for him to attack.

Gathering Chakra at his feet, Land suddenly rushed over, and the short sword pointed to Mars.

The confrontation of the blade cut off a strand of hair on Jiri's forehead, and his calm gaze shocked him.

The rhythm is still under her control.

The two of them have basically the same physical skills, and the land student has a significant disadvantage in sword skills.

Come again!

Lu Sheng, who was rotating the hilt and adjusting the attack direction, increased the force in his hand and suddenly slashed away.

The snow-white blade body shone with light and came towards him. Jiri calmly raised his knife and greeted him, cleverly removing the attacking force during the collision.

After the close fight, Jiri stretched out his fingers holding the hilt of the knife, stretching out the numbness of his five fingers.

She knew very well that by relying solely on strength and speed, she could not defeat Lu Sheng, and could only win by mastering sword skills.

This is also the reason why she wants to compete with Lu Sheng, and she breaks her original limit under tremendous pressure.

The confrontation is still going on.

The short sword passed down from the war was not affected at all in the collision of sparks.

flaw!

Lu Sheng suddenly stabbed Jiri.

The rotating blade body grabbed the handle of the knife, and under the action of a clever force, the short knife fell off from his hand and inserted it steadily into the soil.

The defeated Lu Sheng smiled and pulled out the knife from the soil: "It's a new move!"

After taking the short knife and wiping it clean, he inserted it into the scabbard. Jiri tidied up his somewhat messy hair and responded: "It won't work next time."

"What are you going to compare next?" Lu Sheng asked the girl beside him after a rest.

"Sheng Lu, have you heard of the decisive battle between the Chiaju clan and the Uchiha clan?" Jiri shone bright eyes and said softly with his body close to him.

Has this news been spread throughout the clan?

Lu Sheng nodded and replied, "I heard from my mother-in-law that the time has been set?"

Jiri shook his head and said that the point was not the point.

"What is that?" Lu Sheng said curiously.

"Oh." Shirley, who was sitting on the stone, sighed, gently shaking his legs wrapped around the bandage, and looked at the village in the distance and said, "Every age group must have contestants."

Lu Sheng, who understood what was going on, couldn't speak, pointed at himself and pointed at Jiri with his hands.

Jiri nodded and expressed his affirmation: "The list has been handed over."

In the morning light, Lu Sheng felt as if he had been cheated by his mother-in-law. No wonder she hurried out last night and this morning, and it was all traps.

"Will the patriarch participate?"

"It is the leader of both sides."

The quiet voice of the girl sitting on the stone tells the words that make people despair.
Chapter completed!