Romans & histoires Naruto Trains Himself Seriously After Wave Fanfiction

.Under the guidance of Alpha Raven, Lana's training took a formidable turn. The serene beach transformed into a battlefield as the Alpha unleashed her full power, wielding swords and conjuring arrows with supernatural precision. The air crackled with energy as Lana prepared herself for the intense training that lay ahead. "Focus, Lana," Alpha Raven commanded, her voice carrying an air of authority and confidence. "To face the challenges that await us, you must harness every ounce of strength and hone your skills in both physical and mystical combat."

He waved in front of my face, so I knew. I also waved at him, then heard his footsteps slowly leaving. Then I couldn't hear his footsteps anymore. I heaved a huge sigh. I never thought him being around me would make me so nervous. I took my cane and stood up. I don't know who could be looking at me, but they need to see I am not lazy. It's nothing new if Ronther asked them to watch me. I am getting goosebumps all over just thinking about it. What if he is watching me somewhere and thinking of how to torment me again? I started to train like my life depended on it... Wait, my life does depends on it.

,I sounded like I was trying to convince my self that Haha, Listen to yourself pretty well lil girl , do you even act like one ? "You're still training ",he said "So what?youre now limiting my abilities?",I asked "That's not it-" "You put your life on the line just to help me knowing fully well that Mario can wipe your entire territory and everything you ever worked for and you expect me not to return the favor? This whole training and everything you're doing for me right now will be useless if I can't do nothing about this "

Oh god Trying to get that thought out of her mind as she grit her teeth in concentration she gave slight ssuggestions as Nate WENT through the different training exercises

“Control it! Don’t waste energy.” Anana’s body screamed in protest, her lungs burning, but she kept going. Ira’s voice rang in her ears, firm and relentless, guiding her through every motion. By the end, Anana was drenched in sweat, her arms trembling but she stood tall, determination blazing in her eyes. Ira gave a single approving nod. “Good. Good.” The sun dipped lower, casting long shadows across the ground, but the training continued, tense and demanding. And in that tension, a new strength was quietly taking root within Anana.

I needed to feel like I wasn’t just someone things happened to. If I could train my body, I could train my mind. And maybe—just maybe—I could even train Nico. To believe what I wanted him to believe. To play the game on my terms. I leaned back against the chair, sore but steady, and made a silent promise. I’d get stronger. One bruise at a time.

"I'd already told the customer service not to rush in sending me out because I wanted to look more like your ideal type, but they insisted on shipping me out immediately." I found it rather amusing as Jett continued mumbling to himself. "I didn't hit him that hard either. He just never ate well. That's why he was sent flying even though I never used my full strength." "Are you implying that you've had enough to eat?" I said, cocking an eyebrow at him. "Maybe you don't need to feed anymore after all." "No way!" Jett exclaimed, turning to glare at me angrily. … The next morning, I looked at Riven, who was tailing behind Teresa, and gasped.