Chapter 498 Who Is Not a Baby yet (Please Subscribe)

The roof of the teaching building of the Ninja School.

Sarutobi Hizan and Shun Koharu stood at the railing, watching more than 20 candidates file out of the teaching building, galloping towards the forest of death following the moonlight and the cold wind.

"Do you really just eliminate them like this?"

Turning to bed, Xiaochun calmed his face, the apple muscles on both sides of his cheeks have turned into two sparse soft flesh that droops over the years, hanging weakly in the loose skin, full of oldness.

The eight candidates who had just been eliminated by Moonlight Cold Wind were all excellent ninjas who had withstood the mental pressure of Ibiki Mori and understood the importance of their companions. However, they were eliminated because they disrespected Moonlight Cold Wind, who was younger than them. Too wrong.

It even gave people a feeling of being bullied by the moonlight and the cold wind.

This made Zhuanxiao Xiaochun very unhappy.

Sarutobi Hiizan shook his head slightly and said solemnly, "As a ninja, you must pay attention to gathering information at all times, whether during or outside the exam, when the moonlight and cold wind appear, those candidates should learn from his words and deeds. Gather information about him, such as strength, character, or hobbies, and arrogantly provoke him because he is older than the other party without knowing the information... If this is a spy mission to infiltrate the enemy country, these people have already died."

Turning to bed, Xiaochun frowned: "Don't change concepts, this is just a Chunin selection test!"

"Are you going to interfere in the Chunin selection?" Sarutobi Hizan frowned.

"I just think that the examiner selected by the fourth generation is too casual."

Turning to bed, Xiaochun's eyes flashed, she seemed to be looking for trouble with the cold wind, but in fact she was fighting cattle across the mountain, aiming at the wind and water gate!

In the past few years, under the 'strict administration' of Minato Namikaze, the chunin selection test is held once a year, and the number of ninjas who pass the test and are successfully promoted to chunin is also decreasing year by year. Show off your 'muscles'?

Sarutobi Hizan sighed, and he knew that the purpose of this old friend's invitation to watch the Chunin selection test was not simple, but in the end, it was political differences.

Namikaze Minato hopes that those who are promoted from Genin are all elites, who are better than others in terms of strength, psychological quality, and other aspects!

On the other hand, Xiaochun hopes that the village has as many chunin as possible, so that he can take on more B-rank employment tasks and deter the enemy village of ninja!

And there are many similar differences. For example, the two have diametrically opposed attitudes on how to treat the Uchiha family.

Turning to bed, Koharu advocated vigilance, precaution, and even monitoring, while Namikaze Minato advocated inaction, and decided to let the Uchiha family and other ninja families develop freely in the village, as long as they did not make mistakes, they would not target them.

And with the increasing number of similar differences, Koharu couldn't sit still anymore. She took advantage of this Chunin selection to call Sarutobi Hiizan, hoping to convince him to counterbalance Minato Namifeng with her.

"After all, the fourth generation is young and has too little life experience to know how complicated it is to manage a village."

Turning to bed, Xiaochun looked at Sarutobi Hizan, and said earnestly, "We old guys, we should help him well, so that he does not commit some principled problems."

Sarutobi Hizan said with a smile: "Xiaochun, under the governance of the fourth generation, both the economy and the population have gotten rid of the depression during the Third World War and become more and more prosperous. Although the fourth generation is young, it is precisely because of this that the wood Ye can become like him, full of energy!"

Turning to bed, Xiaochun was unconvinced and wanted to say more, but looking at Sarutobi Hiizan's eyes in the sun that seemed to exude infinite expectations for Konoha's future, he suddenly felt that nothing could change the old friend's mind.

She sighed silently and kept her mouth shut.

...

two hours later.

Outside the forest of death.

Two rows of chunin examiners stood outside the green iron net, and Mo De's emotional eyes stared coldly at the more than 20 candidates who arrived one after another.

Han Feng stood in the middle of the examiners and said with a smile the rules of the second exam: "Reach to the Central Tower of the Forest of Death within seven days, and those who are late will be eliminated."

The rules are simple and rude, that's all.

More than 20 candidates looked at each other in dismay, among them, the one who had repeated the grade, looked at the cold wind in disbelief.

You must know that in the past, the death forest exam will distribute the heaven and earth scrolls. All ninja teams must collect both types of scrolls and arrive at the central tower within seven days to pass. In this case, at least half of the candidates must be eliminated, and now the heaven and earth scrolls are subtracted. In this part, for them, this assessment is simply a guarantee!

"Is there a problem?" Looking at the candidates with different eyes, a strange light flashed in Han Feng's eyes.

The candidates were still immersed in the simple rules and did not notice this scene, except for Uchiha Itachi.

‘The simpler the rules, the more variable they are. ' Uchiha Itachi's heart sank, inexplicably felt the deep malice from the cold wind.

As for all the candidates who were asked by the cold wind, they all shook their heads at this moment, only a fool would mention the scroll of heaven and earth.

"Since there's no problem, what are you waiting for, let's set off one by one." The cold wind waved and drove them into the forest of death like flies.

The two rows of Chunin examiners standing at the entrance to the forest of death also identified their own protection targets after they entered, and lurked quietly behind.

Afterwards, the cold wind bit his thumb and sealed Tian Xinshenji, one of the three gods who were psychic.

Suddenly appearing in the bright Konoha, Tian Xinshenji felt uncomfortable for a while, and delicately raised her white jade-like lotus arm to block the sunlight, but there was no displeasure on her face.

After all, he was channeled by the cold wind once, but Chakra, who can earn a full 500 spar, has to pay 20% of the spar to the cheap maid Ichikishima Hime.

"Cold Wind, there are no enemies around here, so I don't think you want to be with me..." Tian Xinshenji rubbed her waist and rubbed against the cold wind, shamelessly began to wipe her oil.

Han Feng looked righteous and said, "Sir Shen Ji, this time I have a business with you, please be more serious."

"I see, but..."

Saying that, Tian Xinshenji opened her mouth and spat out a scroll, and said with a tender smile, "This is the sacrifice you need to provide."

Cold Wind took the scroll and said, "No problem."

"So, what are you talking about?" Tian Xinshenji excitedly stuck out her tongue and licked her face.

Han Feng felt a chill in his heart, wouldn't this fellow be Orochimaru pretending to be?

However, Orochimaru is not a psychic beast, and he can't psychic even if he wants to psychic.

Han Feng smiled and said, "This is Konoha's forest of death, and there are more than 20 Genin in Konoha's Chunin selection exam. I need you to help me set up some illusions and hold them back."

"That's all?" Tian Xinshenji was a little dissatisfied, and she was so humble that she actually worked so hard that she came forward in person, she really didn't take the senior officials of Longdidong as a cadre!

The cold wind knew the virtues of these beautiful snakes, and smiled: "You can swallow the chakras that pass by them in the illusion, but you are not allowed to hurt their lives."

Tian Xinshenji pouted disdainfully: "How many chakras can there be in the mere 20 or so people?"

"Then you refused?" The cold wind threw the scroll in his hand, and the threat was self-evident.

Tian Xinshenji thought to herself that the five hundred spar chakras were not a small number. She finally came out and couldn't come back empty-handed. Besides, the chakras of more than 20 people were forbearing... No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat!

"I promise."

Tian Xinshenji nodded, and then asked with slightly shining eyes, "Then can I eat them?"

The cold wind glared fiercely: "No, or I will never give you a trace of chakra in the future!"

Having mastered the cold wind of Sanshenji's death point, he is not afraid of them being disobedient. After all, he is a power bank!

There is a saying how to say: Who is not a baby?

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