On the Uchiha training ground, five-year-old Sasuke shook his sore wrist. Itachi smiled and said forgive me, this is definitely the last time, and the finger that poked his forehead was avoided. Shisui's crow call came from the dense forest, and the figure disappeared in a flash. Sasuke looked at the little face reflected in the water. He had just completed the novice mission of the god-level talent system. Twenty thousand shurikens were used in exchange for changes in the nature of Senluo Body and Thunder Escape. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, Shisui would be gone in two years.
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