Naruto: Son of the Earthshaker

In the world of Naruto, Konoha Village.

The light of the setting sun falls into the Ninja School, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and elegance.

But among them, there was one child who seemed out of place.

"Clone Technique!"

Phew!

After a cloud of white smoke came out, no clone appeared at all.

"Failed again..."

There was a slight wry smile on Daiki Ishigami face.

It has been several years since he came into this world.

This is a world of ninjas, and Ishigami once dreamed of becoming a genius, making a stunning debut and dominating the ninja world.

However, the fact is that it is extremely difficult for his body to extract chakra, let alone practice ninjutsu.

The amount of chakra he possessed was only a fraction of that of children of the same age. As for ninjutsu, he couldn't even successfully practice the most basic ones, no matter how hard he tried.

"Although if we only practice physical skills, there are also powerful forbidden techniques such as the Eight Gates Ninjutsu, but what I want is not a momentary glory, but eternal glory." Ishigami looked at the sky with a little resentment.

Oh my God, can you please stop playing with him like this!

"Alas, besides, the Second Ninja World War will break out in two years at most. By then, let alone Genin, even Chuunin and Jonin will not be able to protect themselves."

Ishigami sighed again. The time he traveled through was on the eve of the Second Ninja World War, which was a very bad time.

He is only eight years old now.

But he doesn't have much time left.

Within two years, without sufficient self-defense capabilities, they were almost destined to become cannon fodder in the Second Ninja World War that broke out.

Ishigami doesn't want to be cannon fodder.

"Forget it, don't think too much, let's go to the back mountain and continue practicing Taijutsu. Even if it's difficult to practice Ninjutsu, you can't give up easily."

After shaking his head and throwing away the thoughts in his mind, Ishigami stood up and walked towards the woods behind the school.

While walking on the road, students from the ninja school would occasionally cast strange looks at me.

"I heard that guy hasn't mastered a single ninjutsu yet."

"I'm afraid I won't even be able to pass the graduation exam in the future."

"As expected, the guys from the small ninja village can never compare to the geniuses like us who were born in Konoha."

There were bursts of discussion, accompanied by some contemptuous looks.

Ishigami simply turned a blind eye to this.

A bunch of little kids. When the Second Ninja World War begins in two years, they will know what crying means.

But to be honest, my luck is not that good.

It's fine to come to this world and become a Konoha ninja.

Even Ishigami doesn't ask to become a member of the Senju clan or the Uchiha clan...it would be nice if he could just have a normal family.

But the fact is, he doesn't even have a home!

Ishigami was not born in Konoha, but came from a small ninja village.

That small ninja village has been destroyed by the Sand Village, one of the five major ninja villages. Ishigami may be the only survivor. He was discovered by Konoha's ninja and brought back to Konoha.

People from other villages, even though they are just children, are not welcome in Konoha.

There are cold eyes everywhere.

But Ishigami has long been accustomed to it.

Arriving at the grove behind the school, Ishigami walked to a wooden stake.

There was an obvious dent on the top of the wooden stake, which was caused by countless side kicks and countless punches, bit by bit!

Even though he had no talent for practicing ninjutsu, Ishigami never thought of giving up.

Looking at the bandages on his hands and feet, Ishigami took a deep breath and suddenly kicked out, landing on the groove of the wooden stake.

"One, two, three... thirty-five, thirty-six..."

Sweat pouring down like rain.

Soon, a strong feeling of fatigue and exhaustion surged over the body, especially the ankle area, which gradually began to hurt, become sore, and swollen.

But Ishigami did not stop, but continued with gritted teeth.

In this deserted place where it was almost dark, Ishigami was practicing physical skills alone.

Since he couldn't learn ninjutsu, the only direction he could develop was taijutsu, and he would have to put in several or even dozens of times more effort than other children of the same age.

Woohoo! Woohoo!!

Gradually, Ishigami began to breathe heavily, his clothes were completely soaked with sweat, and were even dripping onto the ground.

Finally, when his legs felt numb and he could hardly stand, Ishigami stopped.

"Take a break. Next, I'll throw 500 straight punches, and then 200 side kicks..."

Ishigami sat down to take a short rest, looking at the last ray of sunset left in the sky, with a hint of relaxation on his face.

It would be nice if I could do this every day, enjoying the beautiful scenery while practicing.

But unfortunately, the Second Ninja World War, the Third Ninja World War, the Fourth Ninja World War... with so many crises hanging over our heads, it is impossible to relax.

Just when Ishigami rested for a while and was about to get up and practice again, he suddenly uttered a surprised cry.

Because he noticed that when the last ray of afterglow in the sky fell, it seemed to cast a strange shadow in a certain direction in the woods.

What is that? !

A hint of curiosity appeared on Daiki Ishigami face.

The shadow just now was not big, like an apple. Are there any other delicious fruits in this forest?

With curiosity, Ishigami slowly walked towards that direction.

The sky gradually became completely dark. Ishigami took out a ninja tool to illuminate and continued walking forward.

After walking for a while, Ishigami stopped in front of a bush. His expression suddenly became dull, as if he had seen a ghost.

Clang!!

He was so shocked that the lamp in his hand fell to the ground.

The lights went out and darkness fell all around.

"This… this is…"

Ishigami quickly squatted down, fumbled a few times, picked up the lamp again, and shone it at the thing in the grass.

Still with a dull expression.

Finally, Ishigami carefully reached out his hand and took the thing from the bushes.

This is a strange-looking fruit.

If it were anyone from the Naruto world, they would not know what this was and would probably just throw it away as if it were a poisonous fruit.

But Ishigami is different.

Ishigami, ever the anime fan, recognized what it was almost immediately.

Devil Fruit!

"How could this thing appear in the Naruto world?!"

Looking at the extremely exquisite devil fruit in his hand, which did not look like a fake at all, Daiki Ishigami face was dull.

That doesn't make sense!

Could it really be some kind of poisonous fruit that just happened to grow like this?

This thought flashed through my mind.

But Ishigami immediately shook his head.

There is no other reason, because it is so similar, so similar that it does not feel fake no matter how you look at it.

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