The ship is a steam-powered ship. Hiding in the cargo hold, you can hear the roar of the steam engine below, and from time to time you can hear the "hum" sound of steam being released.
It sounds a bit annoying at first, but after listening to it for a long time, it becomes like white noise, and I can't help but feel drowsy.
There were more than a dozen people in the warehouse, and most of them were fast asleep at this moment.
When traveling, sleeping is always the best way to kill time.
Sasuke didn't sleep. He hid his hands in his sleeves and practiced the hand seal technique.
In order to be able to take revenge with his own hands one day, he didn't want to waste a single minute.
Shien sat next to Sasuke, cross-legged, his chest rising and falling in a peculiar rhythm with each breath, and the dim warehouse seemed to become a little brighter.
The passengers only felt their bodies warm, their tense nerves relaxed, and they slept more soundly.
Sasuke was closest and felt it most clearly.
"Brother Shien, was your practice successful?"
Shien nodded slightly.
More than a month has passed since Shien got the Ripple Qigong. When eating, sleeping, and walking, he always practices according to the breathing method.
Perhaps it was Uchiha's talent, or perhaps it was Shien's own expertise. At the beginning of his practice, he could clearly feel a ripple in his body with his breathing.
At first it was very weak, like a dragonfly landing on duckweed, causing slight ripples on the water.
And now Shien can finally manipulate the ripples along his blood vessels and skin, release them to the outside world, and affect the real world.
By activating the breathing method, Shien's muscle strength will increase to three to five times that of an ordinary person, and he can crush rocks with his bare hands.
The outward ripples, as a weapon, can become an invisible, hot blade. As a means of defense, they can help him resist sudden attacks. Even if he is injured, they can be used for treatment.
And it is different from the power trained by ninjas.
In order to gain power, ninjas adopt a relatively quick and hasty training method.
Just like Muay Thai, it is extremely powerful when you are young but full of problems when you are old.
The breathing method will continuously nourish Shien's organs during the practice and prolong his life.
Seeing the envy in Sasuke's eyes, Shien rubbed his little head.
"I'll teach you once we get off the boat."
"Uh-huh!"
Sasuke nodded hurriedly, smiling.
Suddenly, his body tilted, and he almost fell, but fortunately, Shien caught him in time.
Other passengers were not so lucky. There were constant cries of "Ouch," and more than a dozen people fell all over the cargo hold.
The boat stopped.
Xiao Tao was sleepy and asked in a daze, "Mom, are we there yet?"
Xiaotao's mother looked toward the warehouse's exhaust vent—naturally, nothing could be seen through that narrow window—and she touched her daughter's head.
"The boat has stopped. It must have arrived."
Xiao Tao's sleepiness disappeared, and she blinked her eyes: "Great! I can see my grandparents!"
The Water Country blocked the port, and most of the passengers were going to the Water Country to visit relatives. Xiaotao and her daughter were among them.
Shien frowned slightly.
The time is wrong.
It takes at least three days to travel from the Land of Waves to the Land of Water by boat.
Although they were trapped in the warehouse and had a vague sense of time, Shien had been silently calculating the time.
We had only been sailing for two days, with one day left to go.
They are still in the vast ocean.
"Could it be that Danzo's men are chasing us?"
Shien pondered and gave Sasuke a look.
Sasuke nodded, quietly pulled out a kunai, and hid it in his sleeve, ready to deal with any danger that might arise.
Wow—
The warehouse door, which had been closed for two days, opened.
The sunlight suddenly poured in; Shien squinted slightly and saw the silhouettes of three people.
The bald warrior and two crew members.
Three people stood at the door, and the bald warrior walked in unsteadily with square steps.
A thin man asked, "Sir, are we there yet?"
The bald warrior said, "Excuse me, everyone, there was a little hiccup in our journey."
An old woman huddled in the corner asked, "What's the episode?"
The bald warrior put his hand on the hilt of the sword and swung it left and right. The scabbard hit the wall of the cargo hold, and the clang echoed in the cargo hold. The passengers' hearts seemed to be squeezed.
"We encountered pirates, but don't worry, after my lobbying, they decided to let you go, on the condition that you hand over the valuables on you... to buy your own life."
Two crew members strode up to the passengers carrying bags and took their bags and backpacks regardless of whether they agreed or not.
"No! You can't take it. This is my last possession—"
The thin man who spoke first wanted to snatch it back but was kicked down by the crew member. Just as the thin man was about to get up, he choked, and a knife was placed in front of him.
"If you move again, I'll chop you to death!"
The passengers finally realized that there were no pirates.
In other words, the samurai and sailors of the Wave Country in front of us are pirates!
When you are under someone's roof, saving your life is more important than anything else. The passengers reluctantly handed over their bags.
"Don't touch me!"
There were screams.
It turned out that the bald warrior saw Xiao Tao's mother, who had a plump figure and beautiful face, and saw that she was a married woman, and he had a desire for her. He put his hands around her waist, laughed lewdly, and said dirty words:
"Your breasts are so big; let me see, is there something hidden inside?"
"Let go of my mom!"
Xiao Tao rushed forward and punched the bald warrior in the crotch.
"Get lost!"
The bald warrior felt the pain and became furious, so he slapped Xiaotao in the face.
"Ah—"
Screams echoed throughout the warehouse.
But it didn't come from Xiaotao's mouth.
A pitch-black, cold kunai pierced the bald samurai's palm and nailed it to the wall of the warehouse, with blood flowing down the wall.
Momo looked in the direction the kunai came from.
I saw Sasuke with a stern face.
At this moment, Sasuke understood what Shien meant by "when you feel the need."
Sasuke threw the kunai naturally without anyone reminding him.
Whether in terms of strength, speed, or accuracy, it is far superior to usual practice.
Because this attack contained the power called "emotion."
A hand gently fell on Sasuke's shoulder. He came back to his senses, and his expression turned from stern to panic.
"I'm sorry, I acted without permission..."
Sasuke has learned ninja tracking techniques. Professional trackers can roughly determine which ninja village a ninja is from based on the way the kunai is thrown.
What he was doing now was tantamount to exposing his identity, which might point the way for Konoha and Danzo's pursuers.
"Don't apologize; you did great."
Having all the strength is useless, but when faced with injustice and anger rising in your heart, you hesitate and don't even have the courage to take action. Then what is the point of practicing?
It's better to go back and farm.
"Kill you!"
The bald samurai pulled out the kunai and threw it on the ground, then drew the katana from his waist, and a faint blue light appeared on the blade.
Samurai and ninja are two sets of training systems. The former is simpler and more direct. All the training is based on a sword, and the path is to break everything with one sword.
Shien stood up and pulled Sasuke behind him.
"Leave it to me next."
Everyone in the warehouse focused their attention on Shien.
"You're a ninja?!"
the bald warrior questioned.
"No," Shien answered truthfully.
The bald warrior held the knife tightly with both hands, his eyes flashing with anger: "Whether you are or not, you must die today!"
Xiaotao was held in her mother's arms, her eyes full of fear.
"Die!"
The bald warrior shouted loudly and chopped down Shien's face with his robe from top to bottom.
Shien raised his toes to pick up the kunai that he had thrown on the ground, raised his hand to catch it, and rushed towards the chopping blade.
There was a flash of bloodthirsty excitement in the bald warrior's eyes.
How could it be possible that Shien could block the katana with one hand, using only a kunai?
It's not some cheesy martial arts movie.
Xiaotao's mother couldn't bear it and covered her daughter's eyes.
clang--
The crisp sound of weapons clashing echoed in the warehouse like ripples spreading outward.
"W-what?!"
The bald warrior looked at the scene in disbelief.
Not only him, but also the two crew members who were waiting to see blood and a group of passengers all widened their eyes.
The kunai blocked the long sword steadily.
If he just blocked it, it would be nothing more than thinking that Shien was born with supernatural powers.
But Shien used the sharp spike of the kunai to block the blade, without any deviation or shaking. The two of them stood still as if they had rehearsed it in advance.
This is the power of Ripple Qigong.
Speed, strength, and reaction are improved comprehensively.
Shien is now equivalent to a smaller version of Star Platinum.
"Sir? What are you doing? Kill him with a knife!"
One of the crew members yelled.
The bald warrior became anxious. Didn't he want that?
The samurai sword seemed to be stuck and could not be pulled out.
What kind of ninjutsu is this?!
"Sizzle—sizzle—"
A thin puff of smoke emanated from the bald warrior's palms, and a smell of burnt barbecue wafted out.
"Ah!"
The bald warrior screamed and tried to drop the burning knife in his hand, but his hands were firmly fixed, and he could not move at all. The anger and fear on his face became more and more intense.
"Everyone here will be buried with you because of what you did! Remember, they will die because of you!"
Shien looked at him calmly.
"Your militaristic bandit logic will have no effect other than accelerating your death... Any last words?"
"I fuck you—"
Before the word "mother" came out of his mouth, Star Platinum's fist, which was as big as a casserole, hit the bald warrior in the face.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Three dull thuds in succession.
The bald warrior and two crew members were thrown out like broken sacks, knocking over seven or eight crew members who were carrying cargo, and fell heavily on the deck, their lives uncertain.
"Adults! Adults!"
"What happened!"
Seeing the warrior fall down, the crew members panicked and rushed forward to pinch the bald warrior's philtrum.
Just then, they heard footsteps coming from behind.
Shien walked out of the warehouse, picked up a bag of "white flour" that had fallen on the ground, and said in a cold voice:
"Is this what you sell in Wave Country?"
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