Bang……

The fist made a dull sound.

But it was not Kuzu's body that was hit, but a palm that was not much bigger than Sasuke's fist.

An incredible look rose in Sasuke's eyes.

He really couldn't understand why his attack was still so easily taken after working hard for so long?

But the next second, his expression suddenly changed.

I saw that my palm was half bent into claws, which suddenly clamped his fist, and then twisted it quickly.

This similar scene suddenly gave Sasuke a conditioned reflex.

“Ahhhh…”

Sasuke screamed and lowered his body, and his screams filled the entire playground.

Seeing Sasuke being beaten up all of a sudden and almost kneeled down, the little kids who had just kept praising Sasuke showed disappointment

"It's so boring. The black-clad person thought it was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be solved so soon~"

"Yes, it's just like a child hitting an adult, it's useless~"

"I almost knelt on the ground after a fight. It's so embarrassing~"

...

The little kids on the side covered their faces and complained, as if they were feeling embarrassed for Sasuke.

As the person involved, Sasuke also blushed with shame, but his expression showed a hint of disbelief.

"How could this happen... Now I'm obviously fighting with my brother... Why would I lose to you?"

Hearing Sasuke's questions.

Jiujin's scalp was numb by Lei Di.

Even though he thought about it, he couldn't even think of it.

It was Sasuke who gave him confidence to come up to ask for a fight.

He also said that he was comparable to Itachi.

Are you sure it’s not your brother who is lying to you?

Looking at Sasuke again, he looked pitiful, as if he was about to cry the next second.

Kuzu let go of Sasuke again.

"Ahem, I think you should work harder and come back later. After all, you are improving, and I can't stand still. You shouldn't know that my surname is Sarutobi, right?"

"My family is also from a good family, no worse than your Uchiha clan."

Sasuke was stunned for a moment, as if he was indeed surprised by Sarutobi, who was surnamed Kuzu.

But he quickly pouted and turned his head away.

"Hmph, don't comfort me hypocritically, I'm not that fragile yet. So what about the Sarutobi clan? This time I was careless, and I did not do enough practice. But next time, I will definitely defeat you completely!"

After Sasuke said that, he raised his chin, turned his head angrily and left.

These ruthless words almost made Kuzu feel that he saw Uchiha's anti-inflammatory.

The full mid-year aura makes people feel the urge to rush up and beat them up again.

However, Kuzu still suppressed his impulse.

After all, the night of the clan extermination is approaching, and he has no ability to change for the time being, and he has no way to convince others to help change.

Thinking that Sasuke would definitely experience a night of genocide, he didn't want to beat Sasuke up.

After all, Sasuke's second half of his life was already miserable. Not only did he be destroyed, he pretended to be beaten everywhere and was beaten everywhere.

After completing the so-called revenge, I found that it was just the last gentleness given to him by my brother.

In this regard, the number of famous and trustworthy people in the world of the Ninja World is probably comparable to that of Sasuke...

After regaining his thoughts, Kuzu rushed to the Santian residence again.

...

In the mansion of three generations.

In a bright living room.

Kuzu and the third generation sat face to face.

Both of them looked at the hot pot soup that was boiling at this moment.

When the soup foamed, Sandai smiled and said to Kuzu.

"Well, this level should be OK. Let's start hot mutton. You are still growing, don't be too polite~"

When the Third Dynasty said that, the chopsticks had already picked up a few slices of meat and put them in the boiling soup.

Jiujin quickly picked up a few pieces and started to rinse them.

To be honest, if this old man hadn't said that he should pay attention to food, he would have thrown the food into the hot pot soup.

It’s very particular about eating hot pot, and this old man is really bored.

But he finally got a visit to someone else's house and the color of the mutton changed, and he put it in the bowl.

"Well... Not bad, not bad, it's really worth the wait." Sandai murmured happily while eating, and after eating a few bites of mutton, he looked at Kuzu and said, "By the way, Kuzu, I heard that you have been very close to that old man Quansuke recently. Are you fascinated by ninjutsu development?"

Kuzu shook his head, and had no major reaction to the Third Generation's knowledge of such a thing.

After all, Xiyan might have been waiting while he was taking a shower, so she answered very simply.

"It's not about developing ninjutsu, but about developing blood transit boundaries."

"Develop the blood-resistance limit? Has he... not given up yet?"

Kuzu nodded.

"Actually, Ice Escape was successfully developed today, you can take a look at it yourself."

As Kujin said that, he condensed a piece of ice with one hand and handed it to San Dai.

Smack ~

The third generation's chopsticks shook, and the meat in the clip suddenly fell on the table, and his mouth seemed to be dislocated, and it took him a long time to open and close naturally.

However, the three generations who had come back to their senses did not say anything immediately, but took over the melting ice.

The cold touch did not stimulate him at all, but instead made his eyes more peaceful, even with a hint of warmth, as if he was looking at his lover's gift, extremely gentle.

After staring at the ice in his hand for a long time, he could not suppress the joy in his heart.

"I really didn't expect his theory to succeed. It seems that we, Konoha, have to have another blood limit. It's really gratifying."

"By the way, Kuzu, you should have a girlfriend, right?"

"Why... why... I asked this, Grandpa, you don't want me to have more babies, right?" Kuzu asked curiously.

The third generation had wide eyes wide open and said in surprise.

"What, have anyone else mentioned this to you?"

Kuzu sighed helplessly.

"Yes, Teacher Quanzhu said it was quite exaggerating, and it almost scared me."

"So it's that guy. What did he say to you? What was the exaggeration?" Sandian looked very solemn, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

Kuzu told the third generation more gently about the matter of Quanshu.

The third generation was stunned at first, but then he was very calm and authentic.

"That's it, in fact, this kind of thing...even if you're so good at sticking to it, you'll still come to the door again. Although this guy Quanzhu has a bit ridiculous idea, he is really even more ridiculous than him."

"After all, your descendants will inherit your bloodline intact, which is extremely attractive to most of Konoha's small families."

"Ahem, grandpa doesn't want to interfere in your life, but if you can't bear the trouble at that time, it doesn't matter if you relax properly."

After hearing what the third generation said, Kuzu was stunned.

He really didn't expect that the fusion bleeding would cause such strange troubles.

But what made him even more curious was that the words of the third generation seemed to confirm his speculation.

But is this something that all ninja families know about?

Have they even jointly done statistics?

"Isn't there no one to inherit the blood limits of the third generation of grandpa and the first generation of adults?"
Chapter completed!