The Tale of Derek and the Hidden Sand Chapter 5

About a week later, Derek was allowed to move around the camp.

At this moment, Fukawa couldn't wait to try out the new skills he had learned.

I saw him with his eyes closed, his mind highly concentrated.

The next moment, the observation Haki was activated!

Although his eyes were still closed, Fukawa was in a mysterious state.

He can sense the breath of all life around him.

The birds in the sky are flying happily.

The fish in the stream are swimming happily.

There are also ninjas busy in the camp not far away

The farther away you go, the weaker this perception becomes, until you are 2 kilometers away and can hardly sense anything.

Two kilometers can be said to be the passing line for a perception ninja.

Within two kilometers, if you stand higher, you will probably be caught by your vision.

Two kilometers away, you must rely on chakra perception to detect the moving enemy in time.

Moreover, the coverage range of most ninjutsu will not exceed this distance, so it can be considered a good ability to sense danger.

Besides, the Gracen ability of Observation Haki is to predict the opponent's actions in advance.

However, since no one would spar with a sick person covered in bandages, Fukawa had no chance to try out this effect.

Next is the test of the armed color domineering entanglement!

With a thought, Fuchuan's exposed left arm suddenly turned dark, and then he casually waved it towards the big tree beside him.

With a loud bang!

The tree was so thick that it took two adults to hug it, but it was broken in the middle.

Fukawa could not help but be stunned.

What is this power?

Is Armament Haki so strong?

Made a profit!

Derek was extremely excited. Although such horrific destructive power could not match Tsunade's super strength, it was far beyond his imagination.

And judging from the feeling just now, the defensive power of this skill seems to be no weaker than that of a block of iron.

It seems that I have to develop in the direction of physical skills in the future.

There's nothing we can do about it.

He wanted to learn ninjutsu, but the Sand Village did not have a complete ninjutsu teaching system like the Konoha Village.

All kinds of ninjutsu are controlled by major ninja families.

As a commoner, one can only be granted one or two ninjutsu by completing tasks desperately and gaining the favor of important people.

"As a Chunin, I don't even know the Three Body Technique."

This statement was a ridiculous sarcasm in the eyes of the Konoha ninjas, but in the Sand Village, it was an unavoidable fact.

However, Derek was not discouraged. With just Haki and Shunpo, if he could truly practice them to the extreme, ordinary jonin would probably not be his match.

Next is the practice of instant step

After a full day of trying and exploring, Fuchuan was very satisfied overall.

But the only drawback is that the Armament Haki, which is the trump card, can only last for about ten minutes, and then one will feel exhausted and can no longer Gracentain it.

And the continuous use of instant step will also cause serious physical exhaustion.

Fuchuan sighed deeply.

In this way, in future missions, we should try our best to confront the enemy head-on and avoid being trapped in a protracted war or mobile warfare.

The only thing that can last is the observation Haki.

As long as the mind is clear, one will naturally perceive everything that can be perceived when the Observation Haki is activated.

There is no need to worry about being attacked suddenly.

Suddenly, Fuchuan's expression changed and someone was rushing towards him.

A moment later, two Sand Village ninjas who were patrolling here looked at the big tree broken into two pieces on the ground with frowns on their faces, asking what had happened.

"It seemed like there was thunder just now." Looking at the gloomy sky, Derek gritted his teeth and said

Another week passed, and Fuchuan's injuries were completely healed.

The head of the medical team, Grace Jounin, came in person to see him off.

"I really didn't expect this," Grace sighed, "If a normal person is hit by an explosive tag at such a close distance, it's hard to say whether they can survive. I didn't expect you to recover so quickly!"

"It was just luck," Derek expressed his gratitude again.

"Sometimes, luck is also a kind of strength." Grace pulled out a long strip of cloth from behind her back and handed it over along with a new team uniform. "Master Julian has gone on a mission and asked me to bring this to you."

Julian? I didn't expect that he still cared about me. Fuchuan felt a warm current in his heart.

This is?

After putting the team uniform aside, Fuchuan slowly opened the wrapping cloth, revealing a dark red scabbard and an exquisite handle.

The knife was drawn out, and immediately a buzzing sound was heard. The blade was as white as a mirror, with simple marks of quenching.

Good knife!

Grace looked at the scene in front of her with a smile, and she was a little confused.

What is the relationship between this young man and Lord Julian?

However, since Lord Julian has shown so much concern for him, let's make a good relationship with him.

So, I leaned over and whispered, "For the next mission, be careful and be safe. If there is a way,

At this moment, Grace looked around and confirmed that there was no one there, so she said, "Try to move away from the third combat unit."

"Why?"

I asked back subconsciously.

"Nothing," Grace continued smiling, "Just think of it as a woman's intuition."

Unexpectedly, after waiting from early morning till evening, when the drizzle started to fall again, the ninja who came to pick us up finally arrived.

The man had a slightly thin figure and carried a huge fan on his back, but a corner of his forehead guard was torn and his ninja uniform was patched.

On the other hand, Derek has already changed into a brand new Sand Village uniform, with a novel and elegant long sword on his back and a brand new forehead protector that has been polished to a shine.

The two formed a sharp contrast.

Do all the people in the third combat unit have this pragmatic style?

The man just glanced at Derek calmly, and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone, "My name is Nolan Jushima, I am from the Third Combat Unit, Second Division, Tenth Squad. Next, I will go to the squad camp and leave immediately."

Fuchuan didn't say much and immediately set off.

The two walked for a long time, and the rain was getting heavier. Finally, Nolan Jushima, who was leading the way, stopped on the top of a tree.

"Let's camp here for now and continue our journey after the rain stops!"

"The campsite seems to be not far from here, right? Why don't we hurry over there?"

"The rain is too heavy, visibility is reduced, and I'm not a perceptual ninja, so I might run into a trap."

The other party seemed unwilling to say a word to Fuchuan, and immediately set up a simple tent in silence. After swallowing a ration pill, he began to concentrate on resting.

Seeing this, Fuchuan said no more and started to build a simple tent.

When they were doing odd jobs in the medical team before, every time the camp was moved, these tasks were undertaken by these civilians, so in a short while, the tents were built sturdily and beautifully.

The feeling of being wet was very uncomfortable, but Fuchuan knew that making a fire during the mission would easily expose himself, which was a big taboo.

The tests of various harsh environments are also normal for ninjas to perform their missions, so they have to endure it silently.

"Here you go." A set of leaves wrapped around it flew over, and Nolan Jushima's impatient voice sounded again, "Hurry up and change. If you get sick while on a mission, you're not far from death!"

Derek took it and found it was a set of ninja clothes that had been washed to a pale color. The leaves wrapped around it were sewn very tightly and not a drop of water seeped in.

I couldn't help but smile knowingly. It seems that the other person is a person with a cold appearance but a warm heart.

Silence all night.