An Evenly Matched Opponent—What Do I Do? Waiting Online, Urgent!

Tang Ping slowly walked into the training ground.

"So handsome!"

"Tch, he's just a dead last. There's no way he'll pass the assessment."

"No way..."

"What do you mean, no way? If the Uchiha hadn't forced him into the school, he wouldn't even be qualified to become a ninja. Hmph!"

As a "famous" figure, Tang Ping was immediately recognized.

The grand finale!

It seemed the higher-ups were determined to make the Uchiha lose face.

Tang Ping turned a deaf ear to those voices.

Tch, what do you know? I have to act like trash so I can lie flat in peace!

If he performed too well, the Hokage would be at his door in no time to offer warmth and brainwash him, while Root would come knocking to investigate his abilities.

Who could withstand that?

At least, he didn't think he could.

It couldn't be helped. The Naruto World was far too rude.

It hadn't given him any cheats at all!

There was no pay-to-win system, no sign-in system.

There wasn't even the most basic Deep Blue stat allocation. Under such circumstances, he had no choice but to lie flat.

All he could say was that he was the disgrace of transmigrators.

For other transmigrators, becoming clan head in a year, village chief in two years, and ruling the ninja world in three years were basic operations.

If this were some neighboring webnovel site, they would sweep the world within dozens of chapters, cross the stars in a hundred chapters, and launch a counterattack against the Otsutsuki without any problem.

But he had practiced ninjutsu for two and a half years and still hadn't even become a ninja trainee. He truly had no face to show anyone.

But once today was over, he would finally be free.

As soon as the examiner attacked later, he would collapse right in front of him.

He would let them see just how many levels his slacker power had.

Losing face now was better than losing his life on a battlefield later.

Huh... wait.

"What's going on?"

Tang Ping looked doubtfully at the Chunin examiner who had walked away.

Whoosh!

A small figure wearing a mask, carrying a short sword on his back, and sporting spiky white hair appeared on the training ground, replacing the previous examiner.

Tang Ping's expression changed when he saw him.

The examiner was evenly matched with him. What should he do? Waiting online, urgent!

He truly hadn't expected it to be this person.

"Why is it Kakashi?"

"Can't you tell? This is an application for an early graduation assessment."

"The Son of White Fang is finally stepping up. Today, we'll get to witness Konoha's greatest genius!"

"Applying for the graduation assessment after only one year in school—he truly is that man's descendant!"

All kinds of discussions rose up.

If it had been anyone else, they naturally would not have drawn this much attention.

But Kakashi was different.

It wasn't merely because he was Konoha's super genius.

More importantly, his father was White Fang.

With a single short sword, he had made the major ninja villages tremble in fear. Even the Three Sannin had been inferior to him. He had even received the Hokage Haori and was publicly acknowledged as the next Hokage.

Yet not long ago, he had committed suicide after failing a mission.

Now, his bloodline had applied for the graduation assessment after only one year in school. That was why so many people had come to watch. Otherwise, there would not normally be such a crowd.

The others did not know today's assessment procedure, so they did not realize it had already been seriously altered.

But one person could not possibly have been unaware of the procedure.

"Danzo!" Hiruzen Sarutobi, standing at the edge of the training ground, turned and shouted in a low voice. "What exactly are you trying to do?"

Only the other man could alter the assessment procedure without his knowledge.

"Danzo, now is not the time for nonsense!"

The middle-aged man with glasses and short gray-white hair—Mitokado Homura—also spoke up in warning.

The village was already undercurrents of unrest because of White Fang's suicide.

If something happened to his only bloodline as well, the consequences would be extremely serious.

"I know." Danzo retorted coldly, "Kakashi applied for an early assessment. I merely arranged for an Uchiha dead last to be his opponent. You don't lack confidence in him, do you?"

Of course, the assessment was only incidental. The real purpose was to use Uchiha Tang Ping's death to damage the Uchiha clan's reputation.

If a genuine Uchiha died, the trouble would be considerable.

But someone who merely bore the surname and was despised within the clan would provoke far less backlash.

Once he died, not only would Kakashi completely step into darkness with no path back, but they could also take the chance to suppress the reputation of the evil Uchiha.

It was simply a complete victory!

Thinking of this, a trace of smugness rose in Danzo's heart. Teacher, rest assured. I will deal with the evil Uchiha for you.

"It had better be so!"

After warning him, Hiruzen Sarutobi continued watching the battle.

If he had known what order Danzo had given Kakashi, he would not have been so relaxed.

And as long as the Hokage said nothing, naturally no one would step forward to question the procedure.

The assessment continued!

But four Anbu ninjas suddenly arrived around the training ground and began forming hand seals.

"Four System Sealing Formation!"

With a low shout, countless tadpole-like sealing runes spread out and formed a transparent light screen, enveloping the training ground.

This action also left the spectators confused.

If two Jonin were fighting, this would be perfectly normal. But these were only two Ninja Academy Students. Even if one of them was a super genius, was this really necessary?

"Danzo!"

Hiruzen Sarutobi also sensed that something was wrong.

"It is merely to prevent the Uchiha from interfering with the assessment. Besides, it is already too late to do anything now, isn't it?"

Danzo answered calmly, though inwardly pleased.

This meant Tang Ping would not be able to leave the training ground and surrender, while also preventing the Uchiha from intervening.

With these preparations, having the exceptionally gifted Kakashi deal with a dead last would be effortless. There was no need to fear any accidents.

As long as he led him into darkness, this super genius whose talent was no less than White Fang's would become Root's trump card.

"..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi was deeply dissatisfied. But thinking that the Uchiha had indeed been somewhat restless lately, and that suppressing them would not be a bad thing, he continued watching the fight.

On the field!

Tang Ping felt that something was off.

There had been no barrier during the previous assessments, let alone replacing the original Chunin examiner with an evenly matched opponent.

If it had been any other Ninja Academy Student who had only enrolled for a year, he definitely would not have been worried. No matter how much of a dead last they were, he could at least exchange a few moves with them.

But when that person was named Kakashi, it became dangerous.

After all, the guy had just lost his father and was currently in a cold-blooded, ruthless phase. If he accidentally cut Tang Ping down, no one would stand up for him.

Even though he bore the Uchiha surname, Tang Ping knew exactly how much he mattered.

Were it not for certain special reasons, they would have long since stripped him of his surname and kicked him out of the clan.

If something truly happened, they absolutely would not go to war with the village over him. If they could get some compensation, they would be perfectly willing to act as though nothing had happened.

Only after transmigrating into this real world did he understand how exaggerated the filter had been.

The future Uchiha might have been victims, but they were not harmless little white rabbits either. They had plenty of their own dirty business and were nowhere near as perfect as they seemed in the anime.

Right now, he had to find a way through this obstacle before him.

"Is it still too late for me to surrender?"

Looking at the little white-haired boy before him, more than a head shorter than himself and radiating bone-chilling killing intent, Tang Ping made one final attempt to ask.

Whoosh!

Kakashi drew the short sword from his back.

The snow-bright, icy blade had already made his attitude clear.

Damn it!

Tang Ping cursed inwardly. He could already tell that he had definitely been dragged into this mess.

It had to be orchestrated by that LYB Danzo. The Third Hokage, that hypocrite, would not use such crude methods.

Once Kakashi killed him, he would have no choice but to follow Danzo down a dark path to the end.

After all, killing as many outsiders as he pleased would make him a hero, but killing even one person from his own village would get him ostracized—especially in front of so many people.

And Tang Ping's death could also damage the reputation of the Uchiha, this Noble Clan.

As for him?

Sorry, in this era where human life was cheaper than grass, even if he died, the Third Hokage would at most reprimand Danzo, give him a token punishment, and tell him not to do it again.

The real Third Hokage was nowhere near as "kind" as he was in the anime.

Just think about it.

He was the leader of the strongest ninja village. His daily work involved killing people, stealing intelligence, sabotage... and so on. Someone with a truly kind nature could never sit in that position.

All that could be said was that anime was just anime.

If he truly viewed this world according to the plot in it, the grass on his grave would already be several feet tall.