Naruto Trains Himself Seriously Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The decision you make will be regretted! During the training, I watch as the girl of my dreams is laughing and teasing Andor, showing the trainees what not to do in the event of an armed conflict in the future. I watch as he comes from behind for what is supposed to be a sneak attack, grabbing Ashina by the waist. That is not sparring, that is flirting, and it hurts because even though Ashina may not realize she is also flirting with him.

I said. *** I went to my personal training ground and started training. Maltilda saw mw training and said, "you are training to kick some badass, what I would expect from you Glow." "Thank you very much, but now I need this training," I said. "Your left hand is a wooden and metal arm, you use Tadara to keep it in check, why not attach a real arm there?" She suggested. "My arm got squashed by the Sharingan of the merman," I answered.

“I need it–” “Why?” He’s so serious right now. That charming smile fades to a look of cold, brutal intensity. It’s enough to make me stiffen and seriously consider my next words. No man has ever made me feel like that before, that’s for damn sure. Soren bleeds violence. That’s the only way to describe him. I can just feel it. And right now, I can’t feel much else. “I used–I used all of my powers to chase down the train,” I admit, swallowing past the knot forming in my throat. “I saw you in the window as the train left the station, and shifted into a bird–”

Nyx's POV I picked up my phone and stared at the message with furrowed brows. Narin had written that she had a project to do in school and would not be coming back until late in the evening. "At least she would make it before curfew. There is no cause for alarm, Narin can always take care of herself " I told myself and proceeded to prepare for my training with Narek. After putting on a loose-fitting tracksuit I deemed perfect for easy movement during my training, I made my way to the ancient temple while practicing some of the moves Narek thought me from our last session together.

"Listen well, for today's training will test your limits and push you beyond what you believe you can achieve. I will not tolerate laziness or half-hearted efforts. You must give your all if you wish to become stronger." The students nodded, their expressions filled with determination. The training commenced, a symphony of physical exertion and mental fortitude. Each movement was deliberate, each command delivered with precision. I pushed them to their limits, extracting their hidden potential and molding them into warriors. Time seemed to stretch as the training progressed, sweat glistening on their brows and muscles straining against the arduous tasks set before them. It was a rigorous reg