Practical Combat Assessment 2

Seeing his students being so forthright, Kakashi couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.

What was that saying again? Sincerity is always the ultimate killing move—this situation was a perfect example of that.

"So, what exactly are we doing today? Didn't you say it was a Survival Exercise? This place doesn't look like it's suited for one at all..." As he spoke, Nanfeng even let out a burp, causing the black lines on Kakashi's forehead nearby to grow thicker.

"Didn't I tell you not to eat breakfast before coming in the morning? How do you explain this?" Kakashi's tone was starting to get annoyed. He had eaten something in the morning, but after all this time, he was beginning to feel hungry.

Looking at the three of them, full and satisfied, for some reason a surge of inexplicable anger rushed straight to his head, even making Nanfeng's gentle face seem a bit fierce.

"We knew Kakashi-sensei likes to find his way on the Path of Life, so we went looking for our own direction too. But during the search, we lost our way in a restaurant and figured we might as well grab a meal first?" There wasn't a trace of guilt on Nanfeng's face—in fact, he looked a bit smug.

Take that, you damn guy who's always late. Feels good having your usual excuse stolen, doesn't it?

For some reason, Nanfeng felt a strange sense of satisfaction, like he'd gotten one over on Kakashi. Even though it was just borrowing an excuse, it was still weird.

He must have been reading too many strange books lately. It was all that old geezer Jiraiya's fault—why write stuff like Icha Icha Paradise all day, poisoning minors? He should be arrested.

At that moment, an unknown white-haired pervy old man outside some Women's Bathhouse suddenly sneezed.

"What, is some little cutie thinking about my magnificent form again?" Jiraiya rubbed his nose, then happily continued collecting materials for his writing.

Kakashi stared speechlessly at Nanfeng in front of him. In that moment, he finally understood how the people he constantly stood up felt. But now wasn't the time to get angry—there were more important things to do.

"Let me put it this way: yesterday's so-called Survival Exercise was a decoy. Today's real deal is a practical combat training. It's a test you can only pass if you're prepared to kill your teacher."

With that, Kakashi pulled out a scroll and placed it in front of Nanfeng and the others. It recorded the list of those who had passed the exam before him.

"Not a single one? How is that possible?" Naruto's mood plummeted when he saw the big 'zero' on the pass rate, and he yelled out like an angry cat.

"Well, your teacher's strength is considered decent among Konoha's Jonin. They didn't pass simply because the gap in power was too big. That's why I'm telling you—you have to beat me with the intent to kill. You've got five minutes to prepare. I'll wait for you here."

"No matter what method you use—traps, a frontal assault, whatever—as long as you show me ability I can acknowledge, you'll pass!" Saying this, Kakashi ignored the three's reactions and stood on a log in the center of the Training Ground, reading a book.

The trio gathered together to hold a strategy meeting for this practical combat training.

"What do you think of this practical training? His pass rate is zero. There has to be some special way to break through or a countermeasure, otherwise they wouldn't assign us to a supervising Jonin who doesn't want to lead genin." Sasuke immediately thought through some key points.

But how to pass—that still wasn't entirely clear to him.

"Let me put it this way: that scroll briefly recorded the situation back then. All the genin who took the exam tried to complete this practical training through their own combat ability. But they overlooked one thing..."

"Even a Chunin, as long as they've been on a real battlefield, can't be handled by some so-called genius genin. The gap in combat experience is just too huge. So I think the key to this test is to evaluate our teamwork."

After Nanfeng finished speaking, Sasuke and Naruto's eyes lit up immediately.

They couldn't boast about much else, but years of training together had greatly improved their coordination. If they came up with a suitable battle plan, they could even make things tricky for Kakashi in the short term!

"Anyway, we don't necessarily have to pass the exam completely. The most important thing is to annoy this guy. Otherwise, he'll always think we're pushovers, and that's just not acceptable." As he spoke, Nanfeng pulled a bottle of white powder from his pocket, a wicked grin on his face as he addressed Naruto and Sasuke.

"What's that?" Seeing Nanfeng's creepy smile, Naruto instinctively felt something was off.

"Just some Itchy Powder I mixed myself. Not much lethality, but it'll make you really itchy..." Nanfeng's demonic voice echoed in Sasuke and Naruto's ears.

In that instant, the two of them quickly established their life plan from then on!

They could provoke enemies by some means, annoy Jonin or even Kage-level fighters, but they must never target Nanfeng... otherwise, you'd never know how many ways he had to mess with you.

"Alright, enough talk. Let's start planning our battle strategy..." Nanfeng said. This had always been his job, since he understood everyone's strengths and roles perfectly, making task distribution more reasonable.

A moment later, a smoke bomb appeared in front of Kakashi. Seeing this, he finally put away his book and watched the three blurry figures with interest.

"So, that smoke bomb was just to prepare all this?" After the smoke cleared, looking at the Explosive Tags, Senbon Launcher, and a series of trap tools in their hands, Kakashi's mouth twitched involuntarily...

"Defeating a Jonin head-on is impossible no matter how hard we try. Instead, we can use these things. We might not be able to beat you, but annoying you is totally doable!" Naruto said with a wild grin, hurling the tools in his hands at Kakashi like they cost nothing.

"Sasuke, how did you fall for Naruto's nonsense too?"

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