Whoosh! A waterfall cascaded down from the mountain rocks, striking the lake surface with a crackling sound.
Bang!
A water dragon flew from the lake, biting into a terrified figure.
Puff, puff!
Blood splattered, leaving only a terrified head.
Illusory distortion... Lee was back in the forest in front of the waterfall.
Huff, huff, huff!
Lee gasped for breath, his eyes bloodshot.
"Damn it, how did I fall into a trap again!"
The scene of his recent death flashed before his eyes.
After falling into a paper bomb trap, a snare trap, and a Shuriken trap, he was ambushed by enemy Ninja.
And it was the sa type of trap, but Lee encountered a different way of playing it.
It was... it was... simply amazing.
Lee had never imagined that Ninja could train like this.
He had lost count of how many traps he had encountered. From being killed at every step at the beginning, to now having killed several Ninja squads, he felt the effectiveness of the training.
He felt that he had made great progress.
"No wonder Teacher Guy asked Sensei Satoru for special training; he has such powerful abilities!"
He had never heard of this training thod in class.
He had, however, learned how to deal with traps and how to spot them.
Through countless deaths, he gradually applied the knowledge learned at the Ninja School to actual combat.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Several Shuriken flew out from the shadows again.
This ti, Lee already had a counterasure. Instead of moving in his familiar direction according to conventional thinking, he moved in the opposite direction.
Sure enough, a log shot out from the other direction... Whoosh!
A scythe with a chain rope sliced across the enemy's neck, severing the head and gushing blood.
Tenten stood with her feet on a nearby tree trunk like a flag, unrolling a scroll to summon a shield, blocking the enemy's Shuriken.
Clang, clang!
Bang!
A Shuriken exploded, and a cloud of purple smoke spread. Tenten's face imdiately turned green.
The Chakra in her feet could no longer be maintained, and she fell from the tree trunk.
Illusory distortion... "What perverted training! I thought Teacher Guy's training was already perverted enough!"
Tenten's eyes rolled back.
She was exhausted.
She had died too many tis, and she still hadn't beco numb to it; she couldn't accept it.
She didn't know why Sensei Satoru would develop such a Genjutsu; it was too outrageous.
It didn't seem to be for killing enemies, but rather for tornting them... Outside the barrier.
Satoru ford the tiger hand seal, maintaining the Ninjutsu.
Every now and then, he would release one hand, pull out a secret military ration pill, and pop it into his mouth.
Why did he use both hands to form the seals? Because it made him look professional.
And in the sky in front, three cloud-like screens appeared before them.
Inside were the three people undergoing training.
And Might Guy, watching the three people's operations and Satoru's abilities, was utterly stunned.
He pointed at the clouds, his jaw wide open, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Satoru, is this your special training, the 'welfare' you ntioned?
This is too much welfare, damn it, I feel like I'm going to lose my job!"
Might Guy said to Satoru.
He said that, but Might Guy was still very happy.
His disciples having such welfare, experiencing this kind of combat experience in advance, and a death match combat experience at that, made him pleasantly surprised.
He originally wanted to ask Satoru to teach them thods to counter Genjutsu and to borrow his Genjutsu that combined with the secret dicine.
It could provide his disciples with better physical training.
After all, his secret dicine was effective, but its efficiency was not as high as Satoru's Ninjutsu in combination.
But he never expected that training could be done like this.
It completely refreshed his knowledge as a Jonin.
"Of course, the way I teach my disciples is updated and iterated every year.
I won't be like you guys, clinging to the sa old thods. I'm making progress every year.
You don't have to worry about losing your job, because this technique of mine also has a high cost, okay?
It can't be used frequently, otherwise I won't have ti to do anything else.
What's more, even if this is just Genjutsu,
Dying too many tis in the spiritual world will also cause damage to the spirit, which is not worth it.
After a person experiences ntal fatigue, they must wait for their ntal state to recover before they can continue."
Satoru was speechless. You're worried about losing your job? Am I not going to be doing this all the ti?
For the sa people, it's interesting once in a while, but boring all the ti.
"Also, you observe them carefully, okay? If they have any flaws they didn't notice in combat, you need to help them fix them."
Finally, Satoru reminded Might Guy.
After all, he was the teacher, and he was just a guest; he couldn't overshadow the host.
"Understood, that... after they finish training, can you put in for training too?
I feel like this continuous combat, and different types of combat, makes my blood boil!"
Might Guy said hesitantly.
It made his heart itch.
"No, your purpose is to help them correct their flawed combat thinking, not to fight."
Satoru refused.
"One more thing, they owe money now. One pill costs tens of thousands of Ryo.
Let them pay back slowly by doing missions."
He controlled the three people's bodies to open their mouths, and several secret dicines popped into their mouths.
To engrave combat mories into the body, physical nutrition is needed.
He thought of this on the fly, and he would use it at the Ninja School and have the Hokage reimburse him.
It was simply perfect.
This way, they wouldn't think he had so ulterior motive for making them pay to train the children like this.
Even the strongest Will of Fire wouldn't do it this way.
"Ah, this is true. It can also stimulate their enthusiasm." Might Guy was very observant and knew that this kind of training must have a high cost. In the end, they were the ones who benefited.
He then focused his attention on the three people in training.
He paid attention to every single one of their shortcomings in combat.
Especially the shortcomings they still hadn't realised after several attempts.
And for those who realised their shortcomings in combat and solved them in the next fight, Might Guy would not hesitate to praise his disciples' wisdom.
And Satoru was also collecting their combat data.
Neji's Gentle Fist, Lee's Strong Fist, and Tenten's weapon manipulation.
The body is hard data, and this is soft data; both will beco his nourishnt... After this training continued for a month.
All three had experienced being
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