Ling Yu walked all the way to Uchiha Madara's residence...

Now Mr. Ban has changed into regular clothes at home and has a cup of steaming tea.

Ling Yu greeted him and then sat beside him.

"Ling Yu, I'll ask you to come this time. I want you to stay at Qianshou for a while."

Like the Qianshou tribe lived in the Qianshou tribe for a while? Why did I suddenly ask me to go there?

And if I go there, wouldn’t this mean that I would meet that annoying guy Tsunade every day?

Uchiha Madara looked at Ling Yu's face and guessed that he might be a little resistant.

But this doesn't matter. Uchiha Madara picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said lightly:

"You bring some changing clothes tomorrow morning and go there. I will tell Hashirama tonight."

Uh...Is this a chance to refuse at all?

Ling Yu scratched his head. Although he didn't understand why, he would go. At most, he just wanted to hide from Tsunade...

"Okay, Lord Madara... Then I'll go back and prepare now, and then go to the Qianshou Tribe's land tomorrow morning..."

Ling Yu got up and pulled the wrinkled clothes that had just sat down, and was about to leave.

At this moment, Uchiha Madara spoke again without any haste:

"Ling Yu, this time you went out, you have seen the reality of the ninja world. Go to the Qianshou clan to develop more of your own strength!"

Hearing this, Ling Yu suddenly realized that he was just asking me to go to the Thousand Hand Tribe to receive training!

Ling Yu nodded, then went home to pack up his things and wrote down Qiandou's cultivation method.

Early in the morning... the dew on the grass leaves had just receded...

Ling Yu said goodbye to Fugao, who was planning to raise pigs with him, and explained to him that he was going to the Qianshou tribe to receive special training. Of course, he did not forget to give him the Qianshou training scroll that he wrote overnight.

Uchiha Fugao watched Ling Yu gradually fade away at the gate of the clan, and always felt a little uncomfortable...

I was obviously back yesterday... I'm going to separate today...

However! Since Young Master Ling Yu is going to receive special training, I can’t relax myself anymore!

Young Master Ling Yu has been able to defeat Tsunade, so I can’t leave too much!

Let my father develop a strict training plan for me starting today!

Fugao clasped his fists with both hands and secretly made up his mind to train hard.

...

...

Not long after, Ling Yu arrived at the Thousand Hands Tribe.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the gatekeeper of the Qianshou clan discovered him and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Young Master Ling Yu, the elder heard that you are coming to special training and have been waiting for you in the courtyard for a long time."

Ling Yu was a little surprised when he heard this. Didn’t Hashirama say that he gave him special training yesterday? Why did he suddenly become a fat old man?

Looking at Ling Yu's expression, the Thousand Hands clan member said with a smile:

"This is the thing. Yesterday, Lord Hashima came back and specially explained what happened today, and somehow the elder found out. Then, at his request, the person who specially trained you was replaced by him."

Ling Yu nodded, then turned his gaze to the distance~

Is the fat old man going to give me special training? When I competed with the thin old man, who got farther away from him...

I clumsily put my diapers on my face and smelled whether I was pulling it in my crotch…

Everything seems to be yesterday~

Ling Yu finally came to the courtyard with nostalgia...

It can be seen that since the thin old man left, he has obviously lost a lot of weight. His swimming ring-like belly is now only the size of a can, but overall, he is quite energetic.

As soon as Ling Yu came in, he could clearly see his eyes lit up!

"Xiao Lingyu, you are here~ Come here and let me see!"

The old man greeted Ling Yu with a smile, and Ling Yu also greeted him with a smile, standing in front of him very well.

The fat old man gestured Ling Yu's head for a while, and then pinched his shoulder with his old arms...

Then he slapped his ass hard!

Finally, he showed his only few teeth and said with a smile and satisfaction:

"Well, it's not bad. It's stronger when you grow taller! Even your waist is starting to become stronger!"

Ling Yu twitched his lips twice...

Where did you draw the conclusion from, my waist has become stronger...

Just because I just slapped my butt? Isn’t this too unscientific?

Looking at Ling Yu's expression, the old man's wrinkled face smiled even brighter:

"Hahaha~ Don't think too much. If you have more than a hundred lovers like when I was young, then you can easily judge whether someone else's waist is strong~"

Is there a hundred...a hundred...

Very... so strong...

Ling Yu opened his mouth wide and looked at the fat old man blankly, and was completely shocked by his words just now!

The fat old man smiled happily and was very proud of Ling Yu's shock, but... he suddenly looked at the ground with a smile...

emmm...The fat old man suddenly stopped laughing...

He put his hand into a fist and cleared his throat. The fat old man's expression suddenly became serious.

Ling Yu felt a little puzzled about this. He was just smiling, but why did he change his face in a blink of an eye?

"Xiao Lingyu, I will teach you your training this time. If you want to escape by sloppy, it will be useless! Come with me now!"

After the fat old man finished speaking, he hooked his hand at Ling Yu and took him to a wooden stake.

There is only one wooden stake that is thick and thin in the entire training ground, and there is nothing else...

Ling Yu looked at the fat old man and pointed at the thick and dissimilar wooden stake with one hand and asked:

"Old man, what is this wooden stake used for? Will you be training here?"

The fat old man shook his head and then showed a kind smile:

"How could this be? This wooden stake is for you to use to hit it. No matter whether you punch or kick, when can you destroy the wooden stake? Even if you pass the training, of course, ninjutsu is not allowed to be used~"

Ling Yu looked at his fist, then looked at the wooden stake that was thick and thin by three people...

Can such training be accomplished with your little arms and legs?

It would be almost the same if it was Maitkai?

Just when Ling Yu was doubting his life, the fat old man's voice sounded again:

"Ao~ I forgot to tell you something. This wooden stake was made by Hashima using ninjutsu yesterday, so its strength may be slightly stronger than that of ordinary trees~"

Hearing this, Ling Yu immediately ran to the edge of the wooden stake. He first touched the surface of the wooden stake with his hand, then took out a handful of kunai and tapped it gently.

Dingding...

Ling Yu's mouth was twitching... He turned around and looked at the fat old man seriously...
Chapter completed!