Chapter 26: Group practical training

　　 "Cold wind, training in the afternoon, what do you plan to do?"
　　 Iluka asked while eating lunch.
"I want to hit ten."
　　 The cold wind takes a bite of sushi, and from time to time some vegetables are put in the bento boxes of red beans and Inuzuka Sae.
　　 As for Iruka, Kamitsu Izumo, and Gangko-tetsu lunch boxes?
　　 Sorry, thank you for the cold wind.
　　 "Cold wind, I think you will pair up with Erpang, you have an advantage over him." Gangzitie squatted on the stool and feasted, spraying out a few grains of rice while speaking, and falling into the hair of the little milk dog Baiwan.
　　 "Steel! Sub! Iron!"
　　 Inuzuka Sae saw it, and it burst suddenly.
　　 She has a good temper and gentle, but if she bullies her dog, she explodes in minutes.
　　 "Ah, sorry, sorry."
　　 Gangzitie was busy cleaning up the rice grains from Baiwan.
　　 "Woo..."
　　 Shiraumaru squatted on the table, his tail wagging, his two big watery eyes looked at the little master, and occasionally swept the cold wind and Iruka.
　　 Baiwan is very spiritual. Although hungry, he sits quietly, waiting for the little master to feed.
　　 So Inuzuka Sa took a piece of sushi from the cold windy lunch box and fed it to Shiraumaru.
　　 "Woo~"
　　 The little milk dog took a bite, squinted and chewed, seemingly enjoying it.
　　 I watched the cold wind, and suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help asking: "Xiao Sha, ask a question, that...does a dog have a sense of taste?"
　　 "Of course there is."
　　 Inuzuka Sae replied without thinking.
　　 "How can the dog eat...baba?" Cold Wind asked curiously.
　　 "Cold wind, you bastard, don't ask such disgusting questions when eating!" Adzuki bean said angrily.
　　 Inuzuka Sae replied: "Although dogs have a sense of taste, they are very slow in their sense of taste, especially not sensitive to smells like sour, so dogs will..."
　　 "That's it!"
　　 The cold wind understands, it's no wonder that dogs can tolerate humans, show!
　　 "Cold wind, don't you really worry about the practical training session in the afternoon?"
　　 Shenyue Izumo saw the cold wind so ‘relaxed’, something worried for him.
　　 The cold wind stuffed the last sushi into his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm not targeting anyone, but here... the small notes are all rubbish."
If the cold wind is domineering, in less than half an hour, it spread to the entire class. Ito Erpang and others passed a small note, one or two were all very angry, and the gearing waited for actual combat training. 's arrival
　　……
　　 One point in the afternoon, a corner of the ninja school playground.
　　 The stubborn bronzes from Class 8 of the second year came here early to warm up, and the atmosphere before the war was very strong.
　　 The cold wind moved his fingers and wrists lazily, without any tension on his face.
　　 Adzuki beans, Inuzuka Sa, and Iruka, who have been far away from the cold wind at some unknown time, each have a sad expression on their faces, which makes the cold wind very painful.
　　 After half an hour, their actual training teacher, the head teacher Hiramatsu of Class 1, finally rushed over.
　　 "Hello classmates!"
　　 Taishi Hiramatsu is a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure, full-length hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he has yellow teeth when he speaks, which seems to be an old smoker.
　　 "Hello Teacher Dazhi!"
　　 The bronzes shouted hello.
　　 Taishi Hiramatsu looked around at the crowd and confirmed that the number of people was there in just a few seconds. Then, without talking nonsense, he directly took out a seal scroll and placed it on the ground, and then printed with both hands.
boom!
　　 In the white smoke, ninja bags appeared on the scroll, no more, no less, exactly thirty.
　　 "One person, one tied to his lap!" Hiramatsu said loudly.
"Yes!"
　　 Ito Erpang was very excited, and squeezed away the others with his wide body fat. He grabbed the first one, and then quickly tied it to his thigh.
　　 stood at the end without anxious cold wind. Suddenly he seemed to have noticed something. When he turned his head, he saw the oily female knot in a high-collar trench coat quietly standing behind him.
　　 The cold wind was startled.
　　 "Yui, you...are there too."
　　 The cold wind wanted to vomit, but the two of them were unfamiliar and wanted to say hello, but looking at the coldness on her face, she didn't know what to say for a while.
　　 Yui Yui glanced at the cold wind, nodded, and said hello.
　　 The cold wind laughed dryly, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
　　 Fortunately, the person in front took the ninja bag fast, and soon it was the cold wind.
The cold wind picked up a ninja bag and checked the ninjas inside. There were ten shurikens, ten kunai, and twenty thousand books. He touched it with his hand and found that these ninjas were all solid wood. Production, and the edges have been smoothed.
At the same time, Taizhi Hiramatsu said loudly: "Ms. Kashima told me that he told you yesterday about the techniques of ninju throwing, and you also wrote your own throwing tips. Then I will take advantage of the heat. Ninja throwing is the main thing! You divide into two groups A and B, a group of fifteen people, and conduct throwing training and confrontation!"
　　The words fell, those students who passed the small notes gathered together very tacitly, a total of 14 people!
　　 is one person short of it!
　　 The cold wind moved in his heart and walked towards them.
　　 "Stop the moonlight and cold wind!"
　　 Ito Erpang was furious, "Don't come, you are not allowed to come!"
　　 "Moonlight and cold wind, are you a man? Come hit me if you are a man!"
　　 "We are in Group A, you are in Group B, you are in B! You go!"
　　 "Yui, Yui, come to our group!"
　　 This group of people is in a hurry. The purpose of their gathering is to teach the cold wind. If the cold wind goes with them, then play a fart!
Of course, the cold wind did not really want to pass, but deliberately angered them. Now the goal is achieved, cold wind walked back two steps with a smile, and then he found something was wrong, looked around, and found red beans, Iruka and others. The formed group B has gone far to one side.
　　 The cold wind felt the malice from the hearts of the friends.
　　 At the same time, Yui Yui also walked to Group A.
　　 "Okay, the grouping is over!"
　　 Taishi Hiramatsu said, "Start actual combat!"
　　Hello~EbookFREE.me~ Where is the grouping finished?
　　 The cold wind stood alone on the side, very embarrassed.
　　 But he didn't have time to vomit, and the opposite group A had already launched a frenzied attack on him!
Ito Er Fatty yelled and threw out two kunai, and then spilled out five thousand copies. The rest of the classmates also poured their tolerance into the cold wind, and even Yui Yui subconsciously followed the public, toward the cold wind's calf Throw out two swords.
　　 Taishi Hiramatsu, who was watching the match, raised his brows: What's the situation?
　　A group of people attacked one person at the same time?
　　 Could it be...
　　 Taishi Hiramatsu's eyes lit up: The people in Group A are very smart. This is to gather everyone's strength to eliminate one first!
　　 The cold wind looked at the various ninjas oncoming, and an ambition in his chest suddenly turned off.
　　 This ant really wants to kill the elephant!
　　 Cold Wind had already grabbed two shurikens in his hands, but there were too many kunai, shurikens, and thousand books in front of him, and he couldn't shoot them all down even if he was a big critic.
　　 Thirty-six strategies are the best!
　　 Cold wind rolled one by one without saying a word and hid behind the rest of group B.
　　 In the next instant, the second round of ninja attack from Group A came again.
　　 "Run!"
　　 Red Bean screamed and ran away.
　　 Gangzi Tie, Shenyue Izumo and others yelled in response. Of course, they didn't forget to throw two kunai in Group A when they ran.
　　 "Moonlight and cold wind, don't run to our side!"
　　 "Yes, you go to the side to attract their firepower, so that we can win Group B!"
　　 "We will remember you in the cold wind!"
　　 "Wow!"
　　 Bronze players in Group B evaded the attack from the opposite side while screaming to let the cold wind be the target. One or two consciences were all eaten by the little milk dog Shiranu.