As Ye Wuyue entered the Forest of Death, he found himself surrounded by towering trees. Their dense canopy blocked out the sunlight, leaving the forest unusually dark.
"Come out already. Are you really afraid of facing me alone?"
Not long after he started walking, Ye Wuyue sensed quite a few pairs of eyes watching him from the shadows. It was not that his perception was particularly powerful; these people were simply terrible at hiding. Ye Wuyue guessed they were the weaker students in this exam.
"Not bad vigilance, but don't get the wrong idea. We didn't attack you directly because of that team over there." An Iwagakure ninja stepped out from behind a tree. He was burly, with the other two members of his Iwagakure team behind him.
The Iwagakure ninja leading the group called toward the bushes on the other side, "If you don't come out now, this brat's scroll will be ours."
As soon as his voice fell, three ninjas wearing Kumogakure forehead protectors leaped out of the bushes.
Ye Wuyue looked over the six people before him. None of them were familiar faces; they were all ordinary Genin.
"You despicable Iwagakure bastards, all you know is how to gang up on the weak. This kid is just incidental. You're the ones we came for!"
The three Kumogakure ninjas showed no intention of attacking Ye Wuyue right away. Instead, they glared furiously at the three Iwagakure ninjas.
The grudge between Kumogakure and Iwagakure dated back to the Third Shinobi World War. Iwagakure had ambushed Kumogakure with over ten thousand ninjas. To preserve the village's younger generation, the Third Raikage fought ten thousand enemies alone, battling for three days and three nights before dying.
Things were different from what Ye Wuyue had expected. He had thought both teams were