Stepping on and Beating Danzo's Godson

One week later, on the school's athletic field.

"Bang!"

Sen and Minato's figures blurred as they passed each other, each retreating a few steps.

Minato shook his arm, which had gone a bit numb, and looked at his friend opposite him with surprise.

"Sen, are you a monster? A week ago, we were evenly matched, but how did your strength and speed increase so much in just a few days?"

Sen glanced at his status panel. The number in the Physique column had become [12].

A week of sparring with Kushina had earned him a total of 6 Physique attribute points.

Now, based on physical ability alone, he could already faintly suppress Minato.

Sen chuckled, "That's definitely because of my supreme talent and all my hard work. It has nothing to do with any Stat Point System!"

Minato was still pondering what this new term "Stat Point System" meant when a full-throated cheer erupted from the sidelines.

"Sen, what are you dawdling for? Beat him quickly! Beat him like you beat me yesterday! You're the genius of our class!"

Everyone looked toward the sound and saw Kushina waving her small fists, her red hair practically burning. Even the supervising teacher helplessly held his forehead.

Ever since she became friends with Sen, Little Pepper's lively nature had been completely unleashed. Now, even if someone called her by her nickname, she could directly beat them up.

"Minato, beat him! You're the strongest! I'll always support you!" an discordant voice rang out from the crowd.

"What did you say? Shimura Saburo!" Kushina immediately became like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She ran over angrily, baring her teeth and threatening, "Change your words right now! Or I'll beat you myself later!"

"Stinky tomato! None of your business!" Shimura Saburo, relying on the presence of two clan mates beside him, retorted without backing down, "I can't beat you, but can't the three of us beat you?"

The supervising teacher, Murashita Ryukawa, felt his head spinning.

The Third Hokage had specifically instructed him to take good care of Kushina, the future Nine-Tails Jinchuriki. Now, it seemed he didn't need to worry about Kushina being bullied, but rather whether she would tear the class apart...

On the field, Minato's words pulled Sen back to reality.

"Still want to fight? It's been almost fifteen minutes, and it's still the same, neither of us can do anything to the other. How about we call it a draw today?"

Indeed, without fighting seriously, it was difficult for the two to determine a winner.

Sen shrugged, agreeing.

Just then, the system's prompt sounded in his mind:

[Drew with Namikaze Minato, please choose the entry to absorb: Physique +1, Physique +1, Physique +1]

Sen looked at the three identical entries, which were neither satisfying nor worth discarding, and frowned.

He couldn't help but look at Minato and complain inwardly:

Namikaze Minato, can you even do it?

As he was feeling annoyed, he heard the jabbering and mocking voices of Shimura Saburo's group from the sidelines. A surge of anger immediately welled up.

Sen straightened his body, his cold gaze sweeping over Shimura Saburo's group.

He called them out one by one:

"Shimura Saburo, Shimura Kasa, Sarutobi Kawa, and you two tag-alongs behind.

Stop buzzing around like flies. I'll give you an opportunity: let me fight all five of you!"

The entire place fell silent.

Shimura Saburo, who had been arguing with Kushina, poked his head out and looked at his companions for confirmation.

"What are you hesitating for? He just fought Minato for so long, his stamina must be depleted! This is the best chance to teach him a lesson!" Sarutobi Kawa, a fat kid, was always bold and made the decision.

The five immediately stepped forward.

Shimura Saburo's small eyes darted around, and he shouted to the teacher, "Teacher, he asked for this himself! If he gets hurt later, don't make us call our parents again!"

Admittedly, this kid not only looked like Danzo, but he also inherited about seventy to eighty percent of his cunning. A five-on-one fight seemed to be on their side.

Murashita Ryukawa saw that Sen was confident and nodded.

He also wanted to use this opportunity to discipline these brats who were arrogant due to their family backgrounds.

It was better to suffer a little hardship at school now than to lose their lives on the battlefield.

Seeing the five step onto the field, Kushina immediately got excited. She clenched her fists, a symbol of rage seemingly appearing on her forehead, and shouted with all her might:

"Sen! Beat them to death! Beat them hard! I'll cheer for you!"

Shimura Saburo heard Kushina's shouts and whispered encouragement to his companions, "Don't be afraid! He's just bluffing, his stamina is long gone! Otherwise, would I dare to agree? Brothers, charge!"

The five didn't even bother to form hand seals and rushed forward with strange cries.

The first to reach Sen was Shimura Kasa, a slender and agile kid. As soon as he approached Sen, he threw his fist with all his might. After all, defeating a genius was always exhilarating.

So what if it was five against one? That was honor!

However, his fist had only traveled halfway when Sen's figure flickered like a phantom. He dodged the attack, circled behind him, and delivered two light kicks to the back of his knees.

"Plop!"

Shimura Kasa knelt forward uncontrollably.

"No kneeling!"

"Get down!"

Sen's icy voice rang out, and a whip kick fiercely lashed his back, sending him flying forward and face-planting into the dirt, eliciting a round of laughter.

At this moment, the remaining four had already closed in.

Three of them engaged in a fierce battle with Sen, while Shimura Saburo sneakily circled to the side, quietly grabbing a handful of sand from the ground.

"Shimura Saburo, you're shameless! Attacking with sand when it's five against one!" Kushina's Byakugan immediately spotted his sly move.

"Disgraceful," Minato also commented.

In Ninja duels, while using minor tools wasn't an issue, resorting to such tricks in a five-on-one situation was truly shameless.

"He really is shameless!" Several classmates chimed in.

"Tch, what do you guys know!" Shimura Saburo retorted, "As a Ninja, you must complete your mission by any means necessary! That's what my uncle taught me!"

Sen caught a glimpse of Shimura Saburo's actions out of the corner of his eye, a cold smirk playing on his lips.

With these guys who couldn't even stand firmly, they thought they could surround him?

Sen's eyes glinted with mischief. Seizing the gap as the three lunged with punches and kicks, he suddenly dodged to the side and unleashed a fierce barrage of stomps on their exposed toes!

For some reason, the shoes in this world all exposed the toes, which now became the perfect target!

"Ah!"

"Ouch!"

"My toes! It hurts so much!"

Three screams erupted simultaneously, and the three instantly lost their combat ability, instinctively bending down to check their injuries.

Seizing the opportunity, Sen suddenly leaped up and delivered a powerful spinning kick, accurate as a battle axe, hitting all three and sending them flying.

Watching his companions instantly defeated, Shimura Saburo stood frozen, the sand in his hand slipping through his fingers unconsciously.

How... could this be? Even if he was a genius, how could he still be this strong with such massive stamina depletion?!

"Oh, there's still one of you."

An icy voice whispered in his ear.

Before Shimura Saburo could react, a sharp pain shot through his abdomen, sending him flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Just as he tried to struggle to his feet, a large foot stomped heavily on his chest, churning his insides and rendering him immobile.

Listening to the surrounding laughter, Shimura Saburo's eyes were filled with venom, and he roared with a fierce but weak voice:

"Get your foot off me immediately! My uncle is an advisor to the Hokage! He adopted me as his godson yesterday, you're finished if you offend me!"

"Oh? Are you talking about Danzo?"

"Hmph, good that you know!" Shimura Saburo thought the other party was scared. Looking at the raised foot, a hint of smugness appeared on his face, and he intended to continue his threats.

Who would have thought that the moment he opened his mouth, an even heavier foot stomped down on his face!

"Bang!"

This kick sent stars spinning before Shimura Saburo's eyes, nearly knocking him unconscious.

Sen continued to ask, "Speaking of which, you really do resemble Danzo a bit. Did he run out of sons? Adopting you as his son?"

Shimura Saburo was already disoriented and answered subconsciously, "He... he was injured in the war... he, he can't have children anymore..."

"Oh—" Sen drew out his voice, a brilliant smile spreading across his face. His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly echoed across the entire training ground, "So you're a eunuch!"