The Fruit That Shouldn't Exist
Chapter 1:The Fruit That Shouldn't Exist
World of Fire, Wooden Village.
The brilliance of the sunset fell into the ninja school, a calm and elegant atmosphere.
But one of these children seems out of place.
“The double!”
Hmuff!
After a cloud of white smoke came out, there was no double.
“It failed again...”
There was a slight smile on his face.
He came into this world for years.
This is a ninja world, Yu night has also fantasized to become a genius, amazing, proud of the world.
However, the fact is that it is extremely difficult for his body to extract chakras, let alone to cultivate ninja.
His chakras are a fraction of that of children of the same age, and as for ninja, they cannot cultivate even the most basic ones, no matter how much effort he puts in.
"Although only the cultivation of physical art, there are also eight strong prohibitions such as Suijia, and even the six spots can be pressed, but what I want is not the moment, but the glory is forever."The night looked at the sky a little bitterly.
God, can you not play him like this!
"Well, at most there will be two years left to erupt the Second World War of Forbearance, and then let alone tolerable, even if it is China's forbearance, there is no power to protect itself."
Yu night sighed again, the time he traveled, on the eve of the Second Forbearance War, this time is very bad.
He is only eight years old now.
But the time left for him is not much.
Within two years, there was not enough self-poverification, and it was almost the fate of cannon fodder in the outbreak of the Second Forbearance War.
You don’t want to do any cannon fodder at night.
"Forget it, don't think too much, or go to the mountains to continue to cultivate the body, even if it is difficult to cultivate ninja, you can't easily give up."
Shaking his head, he threw out the thoughts in his mind, and stood up at the night and walked to the woods behind the school.
And on the road, from time to time, a ninja school student cast a strange look.
"I heard that this guy has not practiced a ningle yet."
“I’m afraid I won’t even pass the graduation exam.”
"Surely the little ninja village of the fellows, can never be compared to those of us who were born in the leaves of the wood."
The sound of arguments came, accompanied by some disdainful eyes.
The night is directly blind to this.
A group of ass-bigger children, after two years of the second ninja war began, they knew what it was called crying.
But then again, your luck is not very good.
Even if you come to this world, it is good to become a wooden leaf ninja, and even Yu night does not want to become a thousand hands, Yu Zhibo family... even if you can have a normal home.
The truth is, he doesn’t even have a home!
The night is not born in the leaves, but comes from a small village.
The small village has been destroyed by the sandy ninja village of one of the five ninja villages, and the night may be the only survivor, which was found by the ninjas of the wooden leaves and brought back the leaves.
The people in the village, although they are only children, are also very unseemly in the leaves, and they are cold-eyed everywhere.
Night has long been used to it.
Arriving in the woods in the back of the school, Yue Night walked to a wooden pile.
At the top of this pile, there is a very obvious dent, which is his countless side kicks, countless times with his fist hammer, little by little hard shot!
Even if there is no talent for cultivation ninja, Yu Night has never given up the idea.
Looking at the bandage on his hand and his feet, he took a deep breath at night, suddenly kicked it out, and landed on the grooves of the stake.
“One, two, three... thirty-five, thirty-six...”
Sweat is raining.
Soon, a strong tired and tired body, especially the part of the wrist, gradually began to pain, soreness, swelling pain.
But the night did not stop, but gritted its teeth and continued.
In this place where there is no one, a person is working hard to cultivate body art, he can't cultivate ninthermia, then the only direction of development is physical surgery, he must come up with far more than the same age children several times or even dozens of times the effort.
Hmuff!Oh my gosh!
Gradually, the night began to gasp violently, and the sweat had completely soaked his clothes, even dripping toward the ground.
Finally, when the legs were tingling and even some of the standing was unstable, the feather stopped at night.
“Take a break, then five hundred straight punches, and then two hundred sides kick...”
He sat next to him at night and took a break, watching the sun at the edge of the sky with only the last afterglow, and his face showed a slight touch of relaxation.
If it is good to do this every day, enjoy this beautiful scenery outside of cultivation, but unfortunately, the Second Forbearance World War, the Third Forbearance World War, the Fourth World War... So many crises hang on the head, it is impossible to want to be relaxed.
Just when Yu stayed for a while and was ready to get up again to cultivate, he suddenly let out a panic of surprise.
For he noticed that, as the last afterglow fell in the sky, it seemed to shine a strange shadow in a certain direction in the woods.
What is that?!
There was a look of curiosity on his face.
The shadow was not big, like an apple, and what good fruit was there in the woods?
With curiosity, the night slowly walked in that direction.
The sky gradually became completely dim, the night touched a forbearance used to illuminate, and then continued to walk forward, walked for a while, the night stopped in front of a grass, the expression instantly became sluggish, showing a look as if to see the ghost.
When to!
The light that was illuminated in his hand fell to the ground.
The lights disappeared and all around was dark.
“This... this is...”
The feather squatted down at night, touched it a few times, picked up the lamp again, and then shone it on the things in the grass.
It is still a dull face.
Finally, Yue stretched out his hand carefully at night and took the thing in the grass.
This is a strange fruit, replaced by any fire shadow world, it is impossible to know what it is, I am afraid it will be thrown directly as a poisonous fruit, but the night is different, once the night of the anime lover, almost at a glance to recognize what it is.
The Devil's Fruit!
“How could this happen in the world of fire?”
Looking at the incomparable exquisiteness in the hand, it does not look like the demon fruit of the fake, and the face of the feathered night is dull.
It makes no sense!
Could it really be just some kind of poisonous fruit that happens to grow like this?
I flashed that thought in my mind.
But the night then shook its head again.
There is no it, because it is so much like it is too similar, as if it does not feel that it is a fake thing.
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