Rock Lee looked at Shikamaru who kept kicking the tree trunk with his right leg in slight silence. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.
There was only one day left before the official selection began. Although Shikamaru quickly learned the Shadow Sewing Technique and the Shadow Summoning Technique, he still had not mastered the method of opening the "open door" among the eight doors in the body.
At this time, even Rock Lee had lost the mood of being around him and having nothing to do with his own training. He had seen Shikamaru's Taijutsu training in the past month. His astonishing perseverance was no less than his own. In the past, because of his genius, he
There was resentment in the name, but now I only have sincere respect in my heart.
Even though he practiced so hard, he couldn't get any results, which made Rock Lee feel a little bit unwilling for Shikamaru.
Time waits for me!
Compared to Rock Lee's worries, Shikamaru only had a sense of urgency in his heart at this time, and he was not decadent or uneasy because of it. His two lives and years of hard training had tempered his will to be extremely firm.
Even if the official selection is only one day away, I will not give up on myself or stop practicing.
Not taking a break because the official selection would be tomorrow, nor giving up because there was only one day left, Shikamaru still frantically but methodically started to practice Taijutsu for a day.
Sweat had already wet his whole body, as if he had just finished taking a shower. His coat had already been taken off, revealing a pure black thick vest underneath, but what was inside the vest was not cotton, but lead bars, and his hands
There is also a thick metal ring wrapped around the wrists and ankles. Rock Lee helped find this thing.
The slightly loose weight-bearing vest moved every time Shikamaru exercised. The vest made of rough fabric was constantly rubbing against his shoulders, and the metal rings on his limbs were also slightly bumping and rubbing. With every movement he made
, there were bursts of pain.
The pain and repeated training quickly wore away Shikamaru's physical strength, causing his breath to gradually become disordered and he was panting heavily.
Although he was sweating profusely, panting like an ox, and looked extremely miserable, on the contrary, Shikamaru's eyes seemed very clear.
Shikamaru is making progress.
Bit by bit, every day, every kick is so insignificant, but looking back suddenly, you can easily find the degree of progress. From the first day of extreme training, you can only kick your legs a thousand times.
Carrying more than a hundred kilograms of weight, he could still reach this amount - and try his best every time - he really felt this, so he could continue to maintain this persistent attitude.
"Crack!"
The powerful strength of the lower limbs combined with the inertia brought by the heavy metal ring on the ankle, the swing of the right leg brought out bursts of whistling sounds in the air, like a big ax flying, cutting through the airflow, and chopping down the big tree.
on the tree trunk.
Tree fibers and sap splashed everywhere, falling on Shikamaru's legs, and the sweat continuously secreted on them solidified into a ball, but there was no bright red blood on it - now the skin on his calves will no longer be easily damaged by tree bark.
and tree fibers punctured.
"Shikamaru!"
After another side kick, Shikamaru finally stopped, holding his knees with both hands and breathing heavily. Rock Lee screamed when he saw this.
"I'm fine!" Shikamaru gasped, barely raising his hand to stop Rock Lee next to him, and slowly straightened up.
Sweat dripped from his forehead and slipped into his eyes, but Shikamaru could no longer feel the sting. All the bones and muscles in his body seemed to be moaning and roaring loudly, begging to stop his movements. His lungs felt as painful as being cut by countless blades.
, the heart felt like it was about to explode, and this mere amount of sweat was insignificant in comparison.
"Not enough!" Shikamaru murmured to himself. He didn't want to stop. Reason told him that if he stopped, he might no longer be able to maintain efficient and mechanical kicks. He didn't know his limit.
Wherever, because of this, the body's potential is constantly being squeezed.
"Crack!"
Shikamaru raised his leg and kicked the tree trunk hard, feeling that the iron ring on his ankle was as heavy as a mountain.
"Crack!"
Shikamaru's movements slowly quickened, and the pain in his thigh muscles slightly subsided, replaced by a sore and numb feeling, as if there were countless ants crawling inside.
Under the constant kicks, which moved all parts of the body, the pain began to ease, and the feeling of fatigue returned to the body. Shikamaru was overjoyed, and for some reason he understood that this must be the opportunity to open the "open door"!
"Crack!"
After another kick, Shikamaru suddenly felt his heart shrink, and his brain was in a trance for a moment, as if there was a stream of heat flowing from his heart along the blood vessels throughout his body, sweeping away the fatigue and pain in his body, and bringing back the hidden energy.
He didn't have time to think about whether it was an illusion or not. With a low voice, he swept his right leg across, bringing up gusts of strong wind, and chopped down heavily on the trunk of the big tree in front of him.
Bang! There was a crisp sound from the trunk of the big tree, but it did not stop swinging immediately. It shook continuously, followed by a series of birdsong and the sound of branches breaking.
"Boom!"
Rock Lee stared at the broken tree in shock. Although Shikamaru's continuous kicking for nearly a month had already worn down the trunk of the big tree, the sudden blow just now broke it.
This explosive power is really amazing.
Locke Lee quickly looked back to where Shikamaru was. The big tree crashed down, bringing up bursts of dust mist and broken leaves and branches, hiding Shikamaru's figure. Despite this, Locke Lee could still clearly see a blue light in the dust mist.
It flashed by, and then there was another hearty laugh, accompanied by the sound of trees colliding.
…………
Locke Li looked at the messy woods and couldn't help scratching his head, looking at Shikamaru who was unconscious beside him.
The aftereffects of opening the door, coupled with the large amount of physical energy consumed before, had already exhausted Shikamaru. After reluctantly using the Rasengan, he passed out involuntarily.
Rock Lee deliberately took a look at the trunk of the big tree that Shikamaru had broken with the Rasengan. His expression was complicated. If he had possessed similar ninjutsu when he fought Gaara, he wouldn't have even needed to use "Urarenka"
"You can easily defeat your opponent.
Thinking of this, Locke Li inevitably felt a trace of jealousy in his heart, but he was not a scheming person after all. This negative emotion disappeared in a flash. After sighing, he lifted the unconscious Shikamaru up and headed towards the prosperity of Konoha Village.
Walk to the area.
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When Shikamaru regained consciousness, it was already dark.
Shikamaru opened his eyes slightly confused, and woke up in an instant. He looked around and found that he was in his own room. After jumping up from the bed, he was surprised to find that there was no discomfort at all in his body. He checked carefully.
Afterwards, I was sure that my body must have been treated by medical ninjas.
The healer must be Qianye Yuan.
Just as Shikamaru guessed, he had been comatose for nearly a day. After Rock Lee sent him home, he left with the thanks of Nara Yoshino. Soon afterwards, Chiba Gen came to Shikamaru's home to help as usual.
After training, after seeing Shikamaru's condition, he used medical ninjutsu to treat his body.
Shikamaru touched his stomach and felt hungry, so he got up and walked out of the room, and went to the kitchen to find some food. He had done a lot of physical training before yesterday, and he didn't eat dinner because he was in a coma. At this time, after enough
After resting, I was already hungry.
The food left by Nara Yoshino was already cold. Shikamaru rummaged around in the refrigerator and found some ingredients. He was about to make breakfast by himself when he suddenly heard the sound of gentle footsteps approaching slowly.
He stared at himself and quickly looked back.
"You're awake!" Shikamaru couldn't help but laugh and asked after seeing the person coming.
Nara Yoshino raised his eyebrows and stared at Shikamaru with an unhappy expression. Thinking of Rock Lee's miserable appearance when he carried him back, he felt pity and a little angry at the same time. But after all, Nara Yoshino was also a ninja, and he understood rationally that Shikamaru was like this.
Practicing hard is not a bad thing. After enduring it, he suppressed his anger, stepped forward and snatched the ingredients from Shikamaru's hands, and said harshly: "Next time this happens, you will never want to eat my cooking again."
Got it!"
"I can do it myself." Shikamaru said as he looked around, not daring to answer Nara Yoshino's words directly.
"Stop talking too much!" Nara Yoshino ordered Shikamaru: "Just eat less to pad your stomach. Take a break after eating later. You have an exam today, so be energetic."
"By the way." Nara Yoshino seemed to suddenly think of something and asked Shikamaru: "There will be a welcoming ceremony around nine o'clock. The lords or lord representatives from various countries will be welcomed by Konoha and enter in sequence from the main entrance. Do you want to go and see it?
one time?"
When Shikamaru heard this, he refused without thinking: "Not interested."
When Nara Yoshino heard this, he didn't say anything anymore. He just made breakfast quickly and soon placed the cheese sandwich in front of Shikamaru.
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"Uchiha Sasuke is ranked behind Gaara!" Just as Shikamaru was devouring breakfast at home, outside Konoha Village, Orochimaru Masakiru had successfully killed the fourth Kazekage and disguised his identity.
He knocked on the armrest of the wooden chair and thought thoughtfully.
Uchiha Sasuke's opponent was Yamanaka Ino, a little-known female ninja in Orochimaru's eyes. Promotion was not a problem. The only one Orochimaru cared about was Gaara's opponent, Nara Shikamaru.
Even if he felt a familiar figure on Shikamaru, Orochimaru didn't think he could really defeat Gaara, who was Shukaku's Jinchuuriki. The only thing he could worry about was what kind of situation he would push Gaara into.
Exposing Shukaku's power in advance will inevitably reduce the success of the operation.
Orochimaru not only wanted Gaara to fight Uchiha Sasuke to verify the potential of the body he dreamed of, but on the other hand, he was worried that Shikamaru might expose the already unstable Gaara to Shukaku in advance.
The power made Konoha defensive.
"When exactly do you make the action gesture?" Orochimaru muttered to himself.