Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 168: The hero appears! The new Fang Yu! (The last day for double monthly tickets to ask for monthly tickets!)
At the gate of Konoha, Uchiha Yu got up early.

He gave a rice ball to the gatekeeper, Kamijutsuki Izumo.

The two sat at the table nearby. Kanzuki Izumo poured some tea for Uchiha Yu, and they started to eat breakfast.

After taking two bites of the rice ball, Shen Yue Chu Yun sighed, "It's only been a few days, but I still remember your Ninja Exam clearly. I was shocked at that time. At your age, you can use a fireball technique of that scale."

Memories flashed through Shenyue Izumo's eyes, "I was thinking at the time that your future was limitless, but I didn't expect that in less than a hundred days, you have already become an outstanding ninja who can stand on your own!"

He took another bite of the rice ball, "Captain Kakashi was saved by you twice. If he hadn't said it himself, I wouldn't have believed it!"

Uchiha Yu shrugged: "Eat yours."

Just as the two finished eating, a figure ran over from outside Konoha Village!

Seeing the green figure, Shen Yue Chu Yun continued to drink tea as if nothing had happened.

The person who came was the leader of the mission to find Tsunade, who almost kicked out the finale - Might Guy
Might Guy would go out of the village for a morning run every few days, and Kamijou Izumo was no longer surprised.

Might Guy came over, sweating all over, and sniffed the air: "What is this! It smells so good!"

Uchiha Yu pointed to a bundle on the side and said, "The Uchiha clan's special rice balls contain seaweed, diced radish, and pufferfish meat. They are usually hard to buy. I also squatted there from midnight and bought them all by dawn."

"Oh my god!" Kai walked over, opened the bundle and sniffed it in a familiar manner: "What a nice smell!"

"Eat if you want." Uchiha Yu shrugged.

Kai rolled up his sleeves and grabbed two!

The way he ate made Shenyue Izumo choke, but before he could recover, Kai was already stuffing his third rice ball into his mouth!

Physical ninjas, especially those like Kai, consume enormous amounts of energy.

It's not surprising to eat like crazy every day.

In the comic world, those who eat a lot often have extraordinary talents.

Luffy and Goku are both such guys.

On the contrary, a weakling like Naruto who eats a bucket of instant noodles for a meal relies solely on the chakra of the Nine-Tails and Ashura.

After a while, Kai wiped the rice grains from the corner of his mouth and rubbed his belly contentedly.

When he came to his senses and looked at the empty bag, he was dumbfounded!
"Ah! How did I eat all of this!"

He ran to Uchiha Yu and immediately got down from his seat to apologize: "Private Marseille! It smells so good! I couldn't help it!"

Uchiha Yu shrugged helplessly: "What's the use of eating it? Anyway, I have no dry food these days, and I don't know what to eat."

Akai showed his white teeth. The sunlight hit his teeth, making the eyes of Kanzuki Izumo and Uchiha Yu hurt. "Leave it to me! Kakashi's disciple!"

As he was speaking, a figure flashed over!

Seeing this person, Uchiha Yu looked at him curiously.

Ever since the Uchiha clan of Konoha was exterminated, Kurenai Yuhi has become the last signboard of Konoha's illusion.

Of course, this sign was directly transformed back to its original form when he met Itachi later. After that, except for the story line of Kurama Yakumo, he was sealed for 700 episodes, gave birth to a child, and became useless.

Uchiha Yu remembered that Yuhi Kurenai was famous in the ninja world for her magical Tree Binding Move which could reduce her san value extremely.

However, this technique is completely useless against the Uchiha clan who have the Mangekyō.

But she can be the leader and teacher of the Twelve Young Warriors of Konoha, so her fighting ability is still not bad.

At least she's not bad looking.

(What is the B picture)
Seeing Yuhi Kurenai, Uchiha Yu took the initiative to greet her.

"Teacher Yuhi Kurenai, I am Uchiha Yu, please take care of me."

Yuhi Kurenai looked at Uchiha Yu.

In the jonin circle, the rumor that Kakashi was saved twice by this student is a topic that is often talked about after dinner.

With Kakashi's personal admission, the jonin and chunin who had worked on missions with Kakashi all had a natural liking for Uchiha Yu.

"Hello, please take care of me on this mission." Yuhi Kurenai stretched out her hand and lightly touched Uchiha Yu.

"Yoshi!"

Might Guy was full of energy, "Then let's go! Let's go find one of the legendary three ninjas - Princess Tsunade!"

Xihihong covered her forehead and said, "I hope everything goes well."

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The sky seemed to be covered tightly by a huge lead-gray curtain. The sunlight tried its best to squeeze out a few faint, dim rays of light, which struggled to penetrate the haze that lingered all year round and fell among the towering skyscrapers.

These buildings are like giant beasts made of steel and cement, cold and rigid, with their surfaces covered with mottled marks left by the passage of time and lack of maintenance. Water stains and rust spots spread like a vicious disease, corroding every inch of the city's skin.

The streets were as complicated as a maze, and the alleys were filled with a pungent smell, a mixture of damp, moldy, and rotten smells, the sour smell of garbage that had been piled up and fermented for a long time, and the faint smell of blood.

The walls are covered with layers of graffiti. Those twisted, weird patterns and vulgar, provocative words are an outlet for the dark desires deep in the city's heart.

During the day, the streets seem to be bustling with people, but pedestrians are all in a hurry, with vigilance and uneasiness in their eyes. When they pass by each other, they subconsciously hold the bags under their arms for fear of encountering unexpected events.

Cars honked their horns impatiently on the congested road, and the gray smoke formed by exhaust gas lingered, adding a touch of filth to the gray city.

On street corners and in dark places, you can always see a few idle people gathered in groups of three or five. They wear sloppy and loose clothes, have fierce and greedy eyes, cigarettes in their mouths, and look at passers-by unscrupulously. From time to time, they whisper to each other and let out creepy low laughs, as if they are planning something unspeakable.

When night falls, the true hideous face of this city is completely exposed!

The darkness surged in like a tide, swallowing up the little remaining light.

The city was shrouded in dead silence, broken only by the occasional sound of sirens and gunshots, like the mournful cries of night owls, echoing in the empty streets.

Street thugs came out in full force, armed with all kinds of weapons, to fight for a tiny bit of territory, or to rob a few poor passers-by to satisfy their drug and alcohol addictions. They engaged in bloody fights in the streets, punching and kicking, and hitting each other with sticks. The screams of the injured pierced the night sky, and blood flowed on the ground, but no one paid any attention, because this was just the common background music of Gotham at night.

Bruce Yu, with a young face with oriental features, drags heavy steps through this maze of sin every day. He is a little thin, with a look that is inconsistent with his age, and a pair of eyes that are often drooped under his messy hair.

Bruce Yu's life is a mess.

Relying on the racial image of an Asian good guy, he works as a kindergarten teacher.

He doesn't like children.

Whenever he saw white and black children making a lot of noise in front of him, he just felt annoyed and didn't find them cute.

He was already numb.

He endured the harsh criticism from parents and the abuse from the head teacher every day, and the meager salary during his internship was just enough to make ends meet.

After get off work, he dragged his tired body back to the small, dim apartment.

The corridor was filled with a pungent smell of mold, the walls were covered with graffiti, and the surroundings were filled with the noise of neighbors quarreling day and night.

This apartment carries the memory of his complicated life experience.

Many years ago, that kind but ill-fated old white couple picked him up on the street as an infant, treated him as their own child, and gave him a safe haven.

But three years ago, a bloody street robbery ruthlessly took their lives. The shrill screams and splattered blood became Bruce Yu's lingering nightmare.

Since then, Bruce Yu has been in endless trouble.

Due to flaws in the adoption procedures, cumbersome bureaucratic processes and social prejudice against minorities, he encountered many obstacles in inheriting the property.

Although some neighbors and colleagues of his parents came forward to testify out of sympathy, the cold provisions of the law only granted him the right of residence, and the door to the right to buy and sell that led to a stable future was tightly closed.

He was trapped in this small space, like a bird with broken wings, looking at the sky but unable to break free from the cage.

Bruce walked home with his arms folded, trying to avoid the malicious looks of the addicts.

Suddenly, there was a noise and he looked up!

A few hooligans were surrounding a white-haired old Korean man, laughing at him, pushing him and spitting out a string of obscene words!

"Fuc*! You old yellow monkey! Go back to your country! This is our territory!"

The old man was so terrified that the basket in his hand fell to the ground and the vegetables rolled down, but he didn't dare to bend down to pick them up.

A surge of anger surged in Bruce Yu's heart!

But the fire was put out the moment a few hooligans turned their eyes toward him.
He has no friends, no family, and no strong body in Gotham.

Faced with such a large group of thugs, even if he was a little older, he didn't dare to do anything.

Bruce Yu gritted his teeth, and with a heart full of grief and indignation, he hurriedly walked around the gangsters, and every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

However, the screams and cries of the Korean old man behind him were like sharp thorns that pierced his heart and slowed down his pace involuntarily.

"You bastards! Bastards!" The old man's roar, filled with despair and unwillingness, echoed in the quiet alley.

Bruce Yu couldn't help but stop and look back.

I saw that group of gangsters became more and more arrogant!
They stepped hard on the tomatoes that the old man had bought with great effort, and the red juice splashed everywhere, spreading on the ground like blood.

Then, he stomped on the worn-out vegetable basket again. The sound of the bamboo strips breaking was crisp and piercing. The basket collapsed instantly, and the vegetables in it scattered all over the ground and were trampled upon.

The old man widened his bloodshot eyes with flames of anger burning in them. His lips trembled as he just shouted, "Shit!" A yellow-haired gangster with a face full of flesh and a string of scrap copper and iron hanging from his ears as earrings suddenly raised his hand and slapped the old man in the face with a whistling sound!

With a crisp "pop" sound, the old man's cheeks instantly became red and swollen, his body staggered and fell to the ground.

This slap seemed to take away all the stubbornness and courage of the old man. He could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, and they burst out. His wrinkles were filled with tears and humiliation.

He is already seventy-five years old. He has gone through a long journey of life and has experienced many ups and downs. But in his old age, he was bullied by a group of greenhorns at his doorstep, and his dignity was trampled upon and worthless.

For a moment, he was in tears and his hands were shaking, but he could do nothing.

Seeing the old man in such a miserable state, the gangsters not only showed no sympathy, but instead burst into crazy laughter.

The laughter sounded particularly harsh in the dim alley. They grinned, revealing a row of jagged yellow teeth, and their eyes flashed with twisted pleasure. They just liked to see the weak reveal such helpless and desperate expressions, as if to prove their so-called "strength" in this dark world.

A tall and thin gangster with a sinister look in his eyes, with a ferocious smile on his lips, strode up to the old man and reached out to snatch the wallet that the old man was holding tightly in his hand.

The old man subconsciously held the wallet tightly. That was his only living expenses, how could he let others take it away so easily?

As the two men were fighting for it, the tall and thin gangster became angry and kicked the old man in the chest.

The old man groaned, flew backwards like a kite with its string cut, fell heavily to the ground, curled up in pain, and uttered a faint groan.
"stop!"

Bruce Yu's eyes were red, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, and he could no longer suppress it!

He rushed forward suddenly, like a mad bull, and knocked away the yellow-haired gangster who was about to continue committing the crime.

The yellow-haired thug staggered a few steps and looked at Bruce Yu in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe that this timid Asian boy had the courage to help.

Bruce Yu panted, stood in front of the old man, and shouted: "I have called the police! If you don't want to be arrested, get out of here!"

His voice trembled slightly with anger, but also with some regret.
He understood that he was too high
The gang of thugs were stunned at first, then looked at each other, looked at Bruce Yu's Asian face, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Call the police?" A thug laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He covered his stomach and said sarcastically, "You must have just arrived in Gotham. The sirens here have been ringing all night. The police are busy dealing with major cases. How can they care about our trivial robbery?"

The other thugs followed suit, their laughter becoming more and more wild, and they moved closer to Bruce Yu step by step. The fierceness in their eyes became more and more intense, and it was obvious that they did not take his "warning" seriously.

At this moment, a greeting suddenly sounded in Bruce Yu's mind!
"Hello, I am the Lord God Fang Yu."

Then, several more voices were heard.

“I’m Steven Fang, Marvel Fang Yu.”

"I'm Uchiha Uchiha, Hokage Fang Uchiha."

Finally, the pirate Fang Yu said: "Synchronize the ability with him first, and the memory will be discussed later." He took a deep breath and continued: "Brother! Beat up these bastards!!!"

(It’s the last day for the double monthly ticket, one ticket is equal to two tickets, if you miss it you’ll have to wait for a year!)
　Asking for monthly ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)