Tenten

Tenten was the last one left.

Tenten had only come to join the fun in the first place.

After Neji and Rock Lee urged her on, she stepped into the arena.

Yoya had just wanted to ask what the clan head meant when Shamu flashed onto the stage.

Shamu waved at Yoya.

"You're tired. You need to rest."

Yoya froze slightly, then lowered his head. "Yes, Clan Head."

The Uchiha side changing fighters made Tenten nervous.

Her opponent was the Uchiha Clan's head, Uchiha Shamu.

Seeing Tenten standing there like a wooden post, her body stiff as a board,

Shamu smiled kindly. "Come on, don't be nervous. I'm just here to have some fun."

Tenten still did not relax, standing ramrod straight.

"Yes! Lord Shamu! I'm Tenten. Please guide me!"

Shamu waved a hand, signaling for Tenten to attack.

He had not come up on a whim. He simply felt that Tenten was a buried talent.

While Might Guy's character was beyond reproach, he was clearly not suited to teaching Tenten.

Just like now, Tenten used scrolls to summon a huge number of ninja tools and hurl them out.

Shamu merely took a couple of casual steps and dodged them all.

Tenten threw out no small amount of ninja tools. Her scrolls were like bottomless treasure bags.

She had to throw out enough weapons for at least ten genin before she finally stopped, panting heavily.

When Shamu turned around, the arena was filled with all kinds of ninja tools, mostly Shuriken and Kunai.

There were also all sorts of miscellaneous weapons whose names he did not recognize.

Tenten was truly rich now. The ninja tools scattered across the ground alone were enough for an ordinary ninja to complete missions for an entire year.

Shamu rather liked Tenten, because among Konoha's