Chapter 92 Sakura? This is a self portrait!

   "Sakumo, even if Kurama Akabane provided the theory, this kind of technique only exists in the theory..."

   "This is the basis of the reverse push. I feel that I am only one step away."

  In the dead forest.

  Hamu Shumao sat on the grass, panting wildly.

  Beside him, is the current patriarch of the Hagi clan-Haaki Fengjian.

  He is an elite Shinnin, and also the father of Sakumo Hagi.

   "Well, try again, this time it fails, you have to rest for a week."

  Hamu Feng Jian said in awe.

   "Yes, my father."

  Shuo Mao took a deep breath, and repeatedly deduced the process of Jie Yin and Chakra release that he and his father had drawn in his mind.

  Zi, Wu, Shen...

  A series of knots, the Chakra in his body gradually gathered into his hands.

  Thunder attribute chakra is very violent and terrifying offensive.

  Because of this, it is also very difficult to control it.

  Shuo Mao gritted his teeth, constantly controlled and compressed, and forced the thunder-attribute Chakra to form.

   Zi Zi Zi~~

  A harsh sound suddenly sounded, and under the stimulation of the bright light, the pupils of Shuomao and Fengjian shrank at the same time.

  Silver electric light is constantly flying in the palm of the hand.

   Chakra was still consuming, and the power of the thunder light was getting stronger and stronger, and later it was no longer able to look directly at the naked eye.

  "Drink..."

   With a loud cry, Shuomao sprinted out, a hundred paces away in the blink of an eye.

  Boom!

  There was a loud noise, the rocks hit instantly shattered, and pieces of fragments flew away.

  Hakimu Feng saw his body instantly, and he slashed open the rock, then rolled his sleeves and brought Shuomao out of the rock.

  At this time, Shuomao had fallen into a coma.

   Feng Jian's mood is complicated.

  He naturally knew that the theory was feasible, but it was too difficult to realize it, even if he was an elite, he could not do it.

However……

  Own son, just did it!

   "Suo Mao, you are amazing."

  His heart secretly said, a hint of pride appeared on his always indifferent face.

  ……

   "Drawing is very simple, you can learn it too, Xiao Tsunade, it's a craft anyway."

  Uzumaki Mito said with a smile.

"do not want!"

  Tsunade curled the beginning with an unhappy expression.

  In her opinion, Uzumaki Mito is an old lady with bad taste, which is very uncomfortable.

   "Drawing is very useful."

  Uzumaki Mito stroked her head and looked at the painting that was just released.

  In this painting, Senju Zhuma, Senju Kuma, Tsunade, and her parents are all available.

  Family portrait...

   "Wait for me to leave, even if you lose everything, you can still make money by painting."

   "What nonsense are you talking about, grandma!"

  Tsunade's face flushed, as if he was an awkward child.

"Silly boy."

  As long as it is a human being, there will be a day of death.

  If Konoha hadn’t picked up and the granddaughter hadn’t grown up yet, Uzumaki Mito would have let go to see Senjuzuma.

   Akabane is silent--

  You talk about this topic, it makes me very embarrassed!

  But one thing is correct. Without Mito's supervision, Tsunade would really lose everything.

   "Just kidding, I'm in the middle of my youth, and I can live for many years."

  Uzumaki Mito smiled.

  She didn't say that she wanted to sell this painting, but carefully collected it with sealing technique.

  Tuna sits in the pavilion with enthusiasm, took a drawing tool, paper and pen, etc., and began to draw at will.

   Just a few strokes, the prototype has been presented.

"not bad!"

  Uzumaki Mito said in surprise.

  She has been practicing for three days from the beginning to now!

   "Hmm, of course!"

  Tsunade is very proud, and it is not difficult to draw anything.

  I have to say that she does have talent, but this talent is not in painting, but in hands.

  Her hands are very stable, and the accuracy is also very good, so the lines drawn are very smooth and beautiful.

   But no, no, a few minutes later...

   "Look, it's not ugly!"

  Tsunade smiled, a little proud.

  Uzumaki Mito glanced, then fell into thought.

   "Sakura?"

  Her tone is hesitant.

  Because from the painting, it is really difficult to tell who she is.

  ? ? ?

  Tsunade looked dazed, held the painting for a few seconds, and then looked at Akabane.

  From her eyes, Akabane saw the desire to be recognized.

However……

   To be honest, she has good lines, but her facial features, expressions and movements are messed up.

  Sakura?

  Sorry, I don’t approve of this arrogant face.

  He wanted to laugh, but for the sake of his own life, he was forced to hold back.

   "Obviously I am myself!"

  Tsunade dropped the painting in frustration, and instantly lost his last enthusiasm for painting.

   "Puff......"

   Akabane finally couldn't hold it back, and still laughed out loud.

  Tsunade himself?

  This is too abstract, who knows it.

   "When you say this, I think it looks a bit like."

  Uzumaki Mito said seriously.

  However, at this time, it is obvious that Tsunade would not believe it.

   "Ahem... I have undergone rigorous training, and I can generally hold back a smile."

   Akabane said with a dry cough.

   "Enough for you!"

  Tsunade became angry from embarrassment, and Chakra surged in his body, almost using the strange power technique.

  But Uzumaki Mito stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly...

  In an instant, the chakra fluctuation disappeared.

   "No kidding, I'm going to work hard."

   Annoyed into anger!

   Akabane broke the subject decisively, so as not to stimulate Tsunade’s fragile mind again.

  A jieyin, two avatars incarnate.

  "Don't talk nonsense, everyone, start working in a hurry."

  After Akabane finished speaking, without giving them time to make trouble, he took the lead in painting.

  The two avatars took a look, and also began to pick tools.

   "Shadow clone? Well, your kid is good at being lazy."

  Uzumaki Mito took a look, stretched his waist and moved his muscles and bones, and then—

   "Shadow clone art!"

   Chakra surging, and eight clones appear in the next second.

   "Thank you, everyone."

  Uzumaki Mito bowed slightly, polite even to the clone.

  The avatars also gave salutes, and then they started to work.

   Akabane sighed secretly, the clone of someone else's family...Look at his own again, and make a judgment.

   "It's boring, I went to see them work."

   Tsunade curled his lips.

  After some experimentation, she found that painting is really not that easy to master.

  However, she really didn't have much interest in this technology, and even if it was challenging, she didn't bother to study it in depth.

   "Don't leave this range."

"understood."

  There was another chatter, and Uzumaki Mito left Tsunade.

   Akabane wanted to call her.

  He and Uzumaki Mito are the only ones left, and they always feel frustrated.

   Although she looked only thirty years old and looked like a young woman, her heart was black.

  A pavilion, more than a dozen people are struggling hard.

  Only half an hour, Akabane's heart started to complain--what is it like to work under the eyes of an elder?

  Be lazy, I guess it will be said.

  Working hard, it is too hard.

   Annoying!

While Akabane was upset, she strongly condemned Tsunade's stealing behavior.

   "I drew several pictures, you only drew such a little."

After   Uzumaki Mito finished drawing one, he smiled gently and said, “You must not do things with one mind and two purposes. It’s not good to be on the battlefield.”

   "Yes, mother-in-law."

   Akabane shed tears secretly, and scolded Tsunade who had pitted him several times.

  (End of this chapter)