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"A bunch of brats who haven't even grown their hair out dare to come looking for trouble with me? Today, I'll show you just how brutal the Shinobi World can be!"

Suigetsu slowly raised his hands and began forming Hand Seals with a wicked grin.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Just then, three figures landed in a clearing not far away, accompanied by a rush of wind. Two landed on the ground, while the last landed in a tree, looking down at the battlefield.

Shikamaru and the others turned to look. Their hearts sank as they realized the newcomers were none other than Neji's team.

"About time we got here!" Rock Lee said.

Tenten sized up Suigetsu and said, "Neji, this target is worth 109 points, after all. He looks pretty strong!"

"Not bad," said Neji, standing with one hand on his hip in a tree.

Suigetsu's expression darkened.

It wasn't just because of Neji's assessment. There were even more brats now.

Though he acted as if he didn't think much of Konoha's Ninja Academy students, in truth, he was deeply wary of these brats, who were young but individually quite powerful.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Suddenly, three more figures arrived from another direction.

Shikamaru and the others looked over, their expressions darkening further.

This time, it was Yakumo's team. The moment Yakumo and Kimimaro appeared, Shikamaru and the others lost the last of their hope.

"Neji," Yakumo called from a distance, "I'm sorry, but we can't let you have this 109-point target!"

Neji's expression turned serious. "Then we'll each have to rely on our own abilities."

Yakumo nodded without hesitation. "All right. Whoever grabs him first gets him!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Just as Yakumo and Neji had reached an agreement, three more figures landed on the scene. Neji's team, Yakumo's team, and