You're an Artist Too?

Naruto's simple, brutal, utterly unreasonable Multi-Shadow Clone Technique instantly ignited the entire circular arena's atmosphere to its first boiling point!

In the stands, tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the jaw-dropping scene below.

Over a hundred identical orange-clad boys let out noisy yet imposing roars, surging from one end of the arena toward the three members of the Iwagakure squad like a raging flood that had burst its banks!

The visual impact and pressure of that scene far surpassed any intricate, sophisticated ninjutsu duel. Ordinary people loved watching this kind of simple, brutal spectacle!

"Ohhhhhhh—!!"

"Charge! Konoha kid!"

"Th-this is way too many, isn't it?!"

"Do your best! You Konoha lads!"

Cheers, screams, shouts, whistles...

All kinds of sounds mixed into a deafening wave of noise, nearly flipping the arena's dome.

When had ordinary civilians ever seen a formation like this?

It was practically like a small-scale army charge!

Adrenaline surged wildly through everyone's bodies, their blood boiling along with the thundering footsteps and shouts.

In the competitors' rest area, the members of the other ninja village squads could not help widening their eyes as well.

Karui's golden pupils went perfectly round, and she sucked in a cold breath. "Th-this many solid shadow clones?! Are you kidding me?! Is that kid's chakra infinite or something?!"

Beside her, Omoi, who had a lollipop in his mouth, subconsciously raised a hand to rub the back of his neck. The usual look of worry on his face was now replaced by thick astonishment. He clicked his tongue twice and muttered indistinctly, "Good thing... we didn't draw that guy. Otherwise, just clearing out all these clones would be enough to make us suffer, probably..."

He did not finish, but both Karui and Atsui understood what he was implying.

The two of them