Thirty-five million is dead!
Hearing Naruto's thunderous roar, everyone looked toward Naruto's enormous foot. Under that kind of force, he had probably been crushed into a pile of mush!
No one had expected thirty-five million to die just like that.
Oh, no, not thirty-five million. Asuma was dead.
The Hokage's son, Asuma, was dead.
Asuma's death was like a signal. Utatane Koharu, Mitokado Homura, and Kurenai instantly began fighting Kakashi, Sasuke, and Orochimaru.
"Well then, Lord Hyuga, aren't you joining the fight?" Beside Hyuga Hiashi, the short, chubby Choza Akimichi asked with some interest.
"Aren't you staying out of the fight too?" Hyuga Hiashi countered.
At that, Choza Akimichi smiled cryptically. His little fatty was over on Naruto's side, so how could he make a move? And Hyuga Hiashi's eldest daughter was there as well.
Choza Akimichi glanced at the Aburame clan, the Yamanaka clan, and the other clans. They were all watching him with enigmatic smiles on their faces.
What a bunch of old foxes. Choza Akimichi cursed inwardly. Were they so certain Naruto would win that they had all placed their bets on him?
In truth, it was not surprising. Back when Naruto was a child in Konoha, only the civilians mocked and ignored him. The members of these clans, however, had always restrained their own people. They neither approached Naruto nor treated him coldly.
In the end, they still feared Hiruzen Sarutobi's authority.
Later, they discovered that their sons and daughters had all become Naruto's friends. They did not interfere and simply let things take their course. After all, children from most of the clans had become friends with Naruto. Hiruzen Sarutobi could not possibly blame every clan, could he?
So they let it be. They had never expected Naruto's repeated displays of strength in battle to