"It looked like these people were so pathetic that I didn't even feel like making a move. Leave these little fry to you guys for practice." Hyuga Matsuba looked disdainful and lay back down.
The people below had a fixed title: Rogue Ninja. They were the most despised ninjas in the world.
They had never received systematic training and had only happened to learn a few skills, so without teachers to guide them, they possessed little real strength.
Judging by it, these wanderers had come here merely to serve as cannon fodder.
Even newly graduated students could easily handle them. There was no need to mention Hyuga Matsuba; the other students in the class were not weak either.
They might not have been on the battlefield before, but their opponents were utter trash. If they could not handle this properly, it would be truly humiliating.
"Leave it to me." Nawaki prepared to get his first real experience and volunteered.
"You little brats still reeking of milk actually dare speak to us in that tone?" The leader became somewhat angry.
They had suffered endless scorn and bullying in this world and had fallen to the point where they had nowhere to stand. Yet even after arriving at this hotel, these little kids still looked down on them.
The rage they had suppressed for so long finally erupted. Even from far away, one could sense the fury radiating from them.
Although these people were not very strong, they had fought and struggled their way here. Their combat experience was certainly far greater.
The aura they gave off now frightened these children, who were killing people for the first time.
"I'm just saying, back when you were in school, you talked every day about becoming Hokage. Now you're facing only a few Rogue