Sasuke Uchiha was lying with his limbs spread out in the shallow pit created by himself, his chest heaving violently, and in his black eyes, there was inexorable exhaustion and deeper confusion.
Not enough, still not enough.
With this level of training, you can't even touch the shadow of that man.
A shadow enveloped him silently.
Sasuke didn't move, didn't even turn his head to look. He could smell the cold aura on that person's body that remained unchanged all year round.
"Busy man," Sasuke's mouth curved in a self-deprecating arc, his voice hoarse, "You finally have time to inspect this 'almost scrapped weapon' of yours?"
Naruto stood beside him, looking down at him condescendingly, with no expression on his face. He ignored Sasuke's sarcasm and just said in his usual flat tone:
"Itachi Uchiha just came to Konoha."
In an instant, all the fatigue and pain in Sasuke's body seemed to be drained away. Like a spring that was pressed to its limit, he suddenly bounced up from the ground. Scarlet red Sharingan appeared in his eye sockets, locking firmly on Naruto's unwavering face.
"What did you say?" His voice was distorted with excitement, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. "He is coming? When! Why didn't you tell me!"
The violent killing intent and chakra leaked out of his body uncontrollably, blowing up the dust and fallen leaves on the ground.
Naruto remained indifferent and allowed the wave of air to hit him. He looked at Sasuke like an idiot and asked, "Are you notified to die?"
Without waiting for Sasuke to refute, he gave the evaluation report indifferently, "With your current state, your inability to control Curse Mark's body, and your eagerness for quick success and impetuous mentality without any rules. How many seconds do you think you can survive in front of him? Three seconds? Or five seconds?"
"I..." Sasuke's anger froze as if a bucket of ice water was poured over his head. He wanted to refute, but found that every word Naruto said was true.
"Your current hatred is just a meaningless steam leaking everywhere. It has no value except making yourself more and more pathetic." Naruto made the final conclusion.
Just before Sasuke's anger was replaced by humiliation and unwillingness, and was about to explode again, Naruto took out a palm-sized miniature scroll from his arms and threw it on the ground.
The scroll automatically unfolded, and as the faint chakra light flashed, a clear three-dimensional image was projected on the open space between the two people.
Sasuke's pupils suddenly contracted and his breathing stopped.
The viewing angle of the image was extremely high, as if he were looking down from the clouds. In the picture, there was Konoha, a street that he was very familiar with. And in the center of the street, the man who was etched deep in his mind, Itachi Uchiha, was standing together with Kisame Hoshigaki.
The picture was silent, but Sasuke and Sharingan could clearly capture every detail. He saw Kakashi, Asuma, and Kurenai Yuhi facing a formidable enemy. He saw Itachi's iconic bamboo hat and Akatsuki cloak.
Then, the most incomprehensible scene happened.
There were no signs, no Hand Seals, no fluctuations in ninjutsu.
Itachi's left shoulder suddenly exploded into a ball of blood.
The man who was powerful and invincible in his memory staggered obviously. He covered his shoulders, blood gushed out from between his fingers, and a rare look of embarrassment and embarrassment appeared on that cold face that had not changed for thousands of years.
Kisame was injured earlier. A charred black hole suddenly appeared on his huge Samehada sword, with green smoke coming out. Then his arm was also pierced by an invisible force, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
In the end, the two people evacuated in embarrassment under the cover of the monstrous Water Release.
The image ends, the scroll rolls up automatically, and the light dissipates.
The training ground fell into dead silence again, leaving only the heavy breathing of Sasuke.
He stared at the scroll on the ground, his body shaking uncontrollably.
He raised his head, and the madness in his Sharingan faded away, replaced by an unprecedented desire. He pointed at the scroll on the ground, his voice trembled with excitement, and for the first time he used an almost pleading tone.
"What... how did you do that? Is it a new jutsu?"
"It's not a ninjutsu." Naruto picked up the scroll, put it back in his arms, and corrected. "It's just a weapon, called 'Long-Range Laser Rifle'. It has a range of more than three kilometers and can silently obliterate targets. But it needs to cooperate with the Hyuga Clan's Byakugan to perform ultra-long range locking and ballistic correction."
Naruto looked at Sasuke and added, "You are not suitable."
Sasuke The light in his eyes dimmed instantly, like ashes that were about to burn out.
At the moment when his heart was filled with huge loss and despair, Naruto changed the subject.
"But, your Sharingan is naturally suitable for another kind of weapon."
Sasuke raised his head suddenly.
"A weapon that can maximize your dynamic vision and reaction speed. A weapon that allows you to set off a devastating 'storm' at short and medium distances." Naruto's voice carried a bewitching power, "When the basic model of 'Bolter' is developed, you will be the first trial user."
"Bolter?" Sasuke murmured and repeated this unfamiliar word.
"A personal weapon that can continuously fire micro-explosive ammunition." Naruto began to explain the concept to him. "Each round of ammunition is enough to tear an adult into pieces in an instant. It does not require complicated Hand Seals or huge chakra. All it needs is only one thing."
Naruto stretched out a finger and touched Sasuke's heart.
"The determination to pull the trigger."
He looked at Sasuke's pair of Sharingan that lit up again due to excitement and desire, and continued, "Hate is a very inefficient and unstable fuel. It will burn yourself. However, if you purify it, compress it, and turn it into an unhesitating determination every time you pull the trigger... then it can become your most powerful driving force."
Sasuke's breathing became rapid.
Over and over in his mind, he replayed Itachi's embarrassed appearance when he was hit, and imagined the scene of him holding the weapon named "Bolter" and blasting the man into pieces.
An unprecedented and twisted hope grew crazily in his heart.
He looked at Naruto in front of him. This former crane tail now looked like an unfathomable mystery. The power, knowledge and means he displayed had long exceeded Sasuke's cognition.
Follow him, use him, and... surpass him.
This is the only way.
Sasuke took a deep breath and suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart. He slowly lowered his proud head towards Naruto.
"What should I do?"
Naruto looked at him, and finally there was a hint of "satisfaction" in his eyes, just like a craftsman looking at a piece of jade.
"First of all, take care of your Curse Mark, treat it as a part of your body to adapt to, rather than reject. Then," Naruto took out another scroll from his pocket and threw it to Sasuke, "Train with me non-stop."
Sasuke unfolded the scroll, and the content on it made him take a breath.
It was a brand new, inhuman training plan.
The first item: Weight-bearing extreme dodge training. Wearing special weight-bearing equipment with a total weight of 200 kilograms all over the body, dodge Senbon, which is shot irregularly from all directions and coated with paralyzing toxins. The purpose of the training: to squeeze the muscle memory to the limit and allow the body to react before thinking.
The second item: high-noise environment response training. In an environment where simulated noises such as battlefield explosions and screams are continuously played in your ears, according to the different color light spots that light up instantly, complete the corresponding high-speed Hand Seals. The purpose of the training: to strip away all emotional interference and maintain absolute concentration in the most chaotic environment.
The third item: Curse Mark resistance shooting training. Actively induce Curse Mark. When Curse Mark erodes the body and causes great pain, hold a specially made Kunai weighing 20 kilograms. E, continuous throwing at a moving target 100 meters away, requiring a hit rate of no less than 90%. Training purpose: to adapt to maintaining the stability of the weapon in extreme pain, and to simulate the powerful recoil of "Bolter".
Behind each training item, the evaluation criteria and punishment measures are marked in cold fonts.
Sasuke's knuckles were white from the force of the hand holding the scroll.
This plan is like torture, like torture, but it is a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.
But he didn't flinch, instead he felt a morbid excitement.
Only this kind of training that can drive people crazy can be worthy of his equally crazy hatred.
"From today on," Naruto turned around and left, leaving only a cold command, "Until I recognize you, there is nothing else allowed in your world except training."
Sasuke looked at Naruto's retreating back without saying a word. He silently picked up the heavy load-bearing equipment Naruto dropped on the ground and put it on without hesitation.
The weight of two hundred kilograms came down, causing his body that had just recovered to sink suddenly, and he almost fell to his knees.
He gritted his teeth, stood up straight again, and followed Naruto to his exclusive training ground.